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Chapter 552: Chapter 299
"It really depends on who is around me when I’m troubled. For instance, right now I’m inseparable from Yulong, and since she’s my good sister, I would definitely talk to her first if something’s on my mind. Plus, she’s a girl just like me, so it’s more convenient to confide in her. Even if she’s not by my side, I’ll probably choose to message her first. But if you happen to be around when I’m troubled, then I’ll definitely turn to you directly."
"And what if it’s someone else who’s with you, like Mom and Dad, or Jinghe, or Jingxiu?"
"Hmm..." Wenyan thought for a moment, "First, let’s rule out Mom and Dad because I don’t want them to worry about my troubles, especially Mom, she’s already worried enough about all of us. I would talk to Jinghe, and he would share his concerns with me too. We can have a chat while grilling skewers and sipping soda – the combo of skewers plus soda is just perfect."
"You two went out for skewers together? How come I didn’t know about this?"
"That’s because you’re always so busy. Back then, Jinghe and I could go to the food stalls without even wearing masks, you definitely can’t do that!"
"So that must have been in the past, before you became famous. Now do you dare to go to the food stalls and talk about your private matters?"
"It’s not really convenient now, but we can still drive to a quiet place for a drive, you know, Jinghe loves to go for drives."
"Do you know what I like the most?"
"You? The thing you like most is..." Wenyan paused mid-sentence, "You’ve never told me, so I really don’t know. Why don’t you share it with me now?"
"Hmph, forget it if you don’t know."
"How can I know if you won’t tell me? Come on, spill it, open up your heart."
"I don’t want to."
"You’re rejecting me so bluntly, are you not afraid of hurting my feelings?"
"... You haven’t answered my question yet."
"Didn’t you just ask one? I’ve already answered it."
"Jingxiu." Shen Jinghe reminded, "Would you confide in Jingxiu?"
"Jingxiu ah..." As she thought of Shen Jingxiu, a flood of memories came rushing back to Wenyan.
There were scenes of her and Shen Jinghe seeking advice from him about the fake Shen Zhirou, as well as him cooking with her and visiting her birth mother Wenrou’s grave.
And there was also the time he and Jiang Wanwan teamed up to take down Fu’s Entertainment and then handed it over to the three of them to try their hand at management.
It seemed that whenever she told him her worries or problems, he would always find a proper solution, so she wouldn’t have to fret any longer.
But sometimes he looked so weary, capable as he was, he bore the heaviest load.
Now that she thought about it seriously, Wenyan felt she couldn’t bear to add more to his burdens.
With that in mind, she came back to her senses and continued her response to Shen Jinghe.
"As for Jingxiu, I probably wouldn’t tell him proactively. He’s already got enough on his plate, why should I add to his chaos? So, better not."
"Oh? Is that so?" Upon hearing Wenyan’s response, Shen Jinghe suddenly chuckled.
It seemed that in her heart, Jingxiu’s status was not much higher than his own, and maybe not even as high.
"Yes, but why are you laughing?"
"Nothing, I just scrolled past a funny joke."
"What!!!" Wenyan was about to explode, "I’m pouring my heart out to you here, and you’re scrolling through jokes? Forget about baring my soul, I take back my answer. I definitely won’t confide in you in the future."
Shen Jinghe chuckled, "I know you’re joking, and I was just teasing you."
As they were speaking, a ringtone sounded from Shen Jinghe’s side.
"I’ve got a call coming in, I have to go. It’s getting late, you should rest early too."
"Alright, you should get some rest too."
After hanging up, Wenyan realized she had been talking to Shen Jinghe for so long for nothing – in the end, she hadn’t found out what was really bothering him today.
But considering his cheerful mood during their last conversation, she decided it was best not to bring up any disheartening topics.
As for Shen Jinghe, after ending the call that had just come in, he immediately reached out to his agent.
His agent had just gone to bed; his voice was still groggy when he picked up the phone.
"Hello, what’s up, bro? Didn’t your work end? What do you need at this hour?"
"Do you remember Bai Qin’s traditional Chinese fashion show?"
"Of course, you flatly refused it. What’s up, did their studio approach you again privately?" The agent was now fully awake, "I made it very clear when I refused them; I left almost no room for negotiation. Why are they coming back for it? That’s not their style."
