Chapter 265

Rong Qingfeng, coming and going like the wind. Looking at the departing sports car, He Lele only felt her chest warm.

Friends are for relying on.

Yes, she still had friends. When she fell, there were still friends who would lift her up, so... she must stand up more firmly and be the self she liked, the self her friends liked!

"Jishi, do you have time? I want to talk to you."

Author's Note:

Merry Christmas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Group hug, group squeeze, group embrace!!!!!!

Thousands of words all boil down to that one sentence~~~~~~~~~~~ Thank you all!! Love you all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Jiangshan will have a break in half a month~~ Hehe~~ So there is still hope for finishing in January!!!!!!

☆, (9 Xian Coins) Chapter 226: Don't Touch Her Again

Outside the window of the Western restaurant, it was bright. The afternoon sun shone on Jishi, who was wearing a simple white suit, as if he had been draped in a layer of transparent light wings, looking like a proud prince guarded by an angel.

Planting a kiss on He Lele's forehead, Jishi sat down beside her, his long arm naturally resting on her shoulder.

"Did Rong Qingfeng look for you? What did you talk about?" Jishi asked while flipping through the tea and snacks.

"Jishi."

"Mm?"

"... I'm sorry."

Looking at the side profile of the girl beside him, Jishi didn't speak.

"I lied to you."

"... Since you lied, why not lie to the end."

"I'm sorry." He Lele slowly turned her head to meet his gaze, her eyes clear and frank. "I said I would try to love you, but actually I intended to... use you to avoid Mr. Producer Shentu."

"Enough. I don't want to hear this. There are a few new movies out recently, want to go see one?"

"Jishi." He Lele picked up the Western table knife, held it in her left palm, and pulled it quickly with her right hand.

"You, you're crazy!" Jishi grabbed He Lele's left hand and pried it open forcefully. A long, blood-red wound was clearly visible on her palm, bleeding outward.

Hurriedly wrapping the wound with a handkerchief, Jishi raised her hand and pulled her toward the door of the shop.

"You crazy woman!" Jishi scolded while walking.

Walking outside the shop, He Lele stopped. "Jishi, thank you. Thank you for being anxious and heartbroken because I was injured, and for being angry because I hurt myself."

"..."

"Heh... actually, I'm very afraid of pain."

"If it hurts, why did you cut it?"

"It's very painful when my hand is broken, but do you know? When I was forced but powerless to resist, it was ten thousand times more painful than this."

Looking at the handkerchief on her hand that was quickly stained red, Jishi gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"Goodbye."

She turned around in front of him so lightly, leaving him without any attachment. Why were his legs like they were filled with lead, unable to take a single step? Why was his throat like it was being strangled, unable to make a sound!

Come back! Don't go! He would change, whatever she wanted him to change, he would change! Come—

When He Lele turned back, what she saw was Jishi's expression of being about to cry but also carrying surprise. Seeing a man so childish and fragile for the first time made her feel strange, and even her tone softened a lot.

"Xin× Culture Media wants you to return the call, it should be about the voice acting. I'll text you the number in a moment. Bye-bye."

After He Lele left, Jishi stood at the entrance of the Western restaurant for a long time, until the text message notification sounded in his pocket.

Little Wildcat Who Gets Angry Easily: Xin× Culture Media contact number: ×××××××.

Muse Building.

Producer Shentu Mo, who had just finished the shareholders' meeting, handed the documents to Lin Qi and took out his mobile phone to make a call.

"Where are you?"

"Finished the meeting?" ===== CHAPTER 266 =====