“It’s past the time I agreed to discuss work with the boss.” Yaer glanced at her watch, “I should head back.”
“Yaer, you have an announcement.” Chun, in a bad mood, followed her out.
“7:30 tonight, I remember. Don’t be so harsh, I’ll only be gone for half an hour.” She waved him off, “See you later.”
“You don’t look well.” Wenshan asked with concern, “Is something bothering you?”
“I’m fine.” She stood there just as Zhunei came out of his dressing room.
“Hey!” He called to her in a low voice.
She pretended not to hear and walked past him. “Qingqian, I need to talk to you.” She grabbed the handle of the ice room, preparing to open it.
“I’m not available for announcements today.” Qingqian was caught by her sleeve, helpless.
“I want to discuss the advertisement for this field.” She pulled him into his room.
“What’s wrong with her? She seems off today, not even a smile.” Qianlin was also puzzled.
Only Zhunei understood. How should he explain? Because he forced himself on her yesterday? He didn’t know it was her first time, otherwise, he would have been gentler with her.
I’m really a fool, I’ve messed everything up.
Pure wanted to forget his troubles through work. He had hurt her, in such a crude way. This man was nothing but an animal, devoid of any humanity. Forget him, abandon him, throw him away like trash. Zhen Niu Zhenxi, how could she even like such a despicable man!
She slammed her fist on the table, “Bingshi Qingjie, my patience has its limits. You’ve already missed two commercial shoots.”
“I’m not interested in this advertisement. Go find Zhenxi.”
“Bingshi!” She grabbed his collar, “**I don’t want to drag *Tian Zhong Wenshan* into this to convince you. He has his own things to do. You’re an artist, and having agreed to the commercial, shouldn’t you show some professionalism? Wenshan has never gone back on his word.”
He laughed disdainfully and pushed her hand away. “Arrange a time for me.”
“Tomorrow at ten in the morning.”
“You come wake me up.” He shrugged on his coat and swaggered out the door.
