Chapter 393

"Hehe," He Lele stood on tiptoe and planted a kiss on his lips. "Do I usually look unhappy?"

"..." Li Yiquan lowered his head to chase a kiss, and then kissed her nose and forehead. "No—"

"Cough, cough!" Ji Jie, leaning against the door frame, saw the two turn their heads and walked toward He Lele with long strides. "So fragrant..."

He Lele handed over the heat-insulating gloves with amusement. "If it's fragrant, carry it over yourself."

Ji Jie pouted. "I meant you're so fragrant..."

Li Yiquan glanced at Ji Jie, his eyes unable to hide the mockery, and walked out of the kitchen with a tray in each hand.

Watching Li Yiquan's figure leave the door, He Lele turned her head to look at Ji Jie and asked strangely, "Who was shouting they were hungry as soon as they got back? Why aren't you hungry now?"

"Hungry," Ji Jie said, circling her body, his voice a bit muffled. "Applying to eat you first before eating dinner."

"..." He Lele placed her hands on his chest and pinched hard at the two spots on his chest.

"Ah, ow!" Ji Jie let out a strange cry.

He Lele laughed. "I didn't even pinch anything, you're just making a weird face!"

Ji Jie pretended to be dashing and proud, lifted her chin, and gave her a passionate French kiss.

Seven people in one apartment; excluding Producer Shentu Mo, the number of times everyone was present to eat dinner on time was actually not many. For example, today, Ruan Lin and Qin Zhixiu both had movie promotional announcements, and Mu Wei originally said he would be back, but he called in the afternoon to say the progress wasn't ideal and he had to do reshoots at night. The large dining table only had the three of them eating, which looked really a bit desolate, especially since she had made a few extra dishes today.

Looking at the empty seats, He Lele was a bit dazed.

The sound of a vehicle entering came, and she stood up reflexively to serve rice and soup in the kitchen, then walked toward the living room with a smile on her face.

It must be Mu Wei who finished his work and came back! she thought.

When she saw Producer Shentu Mo's black figure and cold expression come into view, He Lele, who was holding a slipper in each hand, saw her smile fade and put the slippers back in the shoe cabinet.

"..." After "seeing off" He Lele into the dining room, Producer Shentu Mo still stood at the entrance, maintaining the posture he had when he first saw her.

Ji Jie looked at He Lele's expression, put down his chopsticks, and got up to walk out of the dining room.

Opening his mouth without a word, Ji Jie couldn't explain what he was feeling in his heart, nor did he want to figure it out. Glancing at the table clock, he said, "Have you eaten?"

Producer Shentu Mo moved, casually draped the black windbreaker in his hand over the living room sofa, walked into the kitchen, served himself rice, and sat at the dining table.

Ji Jie couldn't help but frown.

This was the most maddening thing about Producer Shentu—he was clearly just a freeloader, so why did it look like he was the man of the house?

Writer's words:

Cough, cough~~ It's rare to be early~~ It's because I ran back to my room halfway through the awards ceremony last night~ I coded half of it~~ Later I thought it's better to keep Tuesday as a fixed rest day~~ So that the girls won't worry about whether there will be a make-up update if I ask for leave in the middle later~

But as soon as I think about this problem, Jiangshan smiles again~~ There isn't much time left for the apartment~~

Regarding the new story~ Jiangshan has been thinking about it~ and has already changed several concepts~~ It hasn't been finalized yet~~ After all, I don't know what will happen to Xianwang in the future~~ I can only hope everything develops in a good direction~~

Love you all~~ Thanks to all the girls who came to Xianwang to support Jiangshan~~

☆, Chapter 323: Do Something

After dinner, Li Yiquan and He Lele cleaned the kitchen as usual. Ji Jie watched for a while, then took a cup of tea and went upstairs.

"The rumors on the internet have decreased recently." Li Yiquan said.

He Lele was slightly startled. She hadn't paid attention to the news on the internet for several days, and the resentment toward Xiao Ya in her heart had gradually dissolved unconsciously.

"Your classmate, Nie Xiaoqian, organized a group of fans to clarify the facts for you, which has had a certain effect." There was also... a certain side effect.

"Fans?" He Lele's attention was attracted by these two words.

Li Yiquan smiled, washed her little hands, dried them, and led her upstairs.

Looking at the forum posts and social media blog collections that Li Yiquan had specially organized on the screen, He Lele leaned on Li Yiquan's shoulder, a moving, soft, and beautiful smile appearing on her soft, pretty little face.

She actually had a fan support group—the Tongle Club! Hehe, is this, is this some kind of interest group at school? Although there weren't many official fans, "Le-fans," many passersby had affirmed her dubbing and singing voice, and some even didn't hesitate to use flowery language, which made her feel a bit embarrassed.

She knew her own worth and naturally wouldn't really think she was some "first-generation female voice actor of her peers" or "killer of all new-generation female singers," but seeing her voice being so affirmed and praised by everyone, she was really moved and happy! So happy that she was a bit... vain.

Invincible Tone-Deaf of Tongle Club: I am really grateful for the program "Next Stop, Queen," which let me understand the hardships of voice actors and how these unsung heroes silently contribute their proud talents! Thanks to He Lele for participating, which let me hear her so moving and vibrant performance! Come on! Chinese voice actors! Come on! He Lele! I hope I can witness your coronation in the Peak Battle!

Looking at this message back and forth, He Lele gently rubbed the tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes on Li Yiquan's shoulder.

"Actually, my participation... was just to take revenge on Cui Yaran. People won't pay attention to the grievances of a nobody, let alone that I didn't have much evidence to prove that Cui Yaran had been framing me for so many years. I could only improve my news value through the competition, and then throw out all the facts when I was most valuable."

"I understand." Gently stroking her hair, Li Yiquan knew that this seemingly simple revenge action was not easy for her.

He had investigated it himself and knew how deep Cui Yaran was hiding. This woman had been lurking in the dark like a poisonous snake since she was a child. She didn't hurt people directly, but stirred the grass to startle countless mosquitoes to suck people's blood and bite people's flesh! She used the root of people's inferiority, fanned the flames, and then added fuel to the fire. When everyone was holding torches high, how could you prove she was the arsonist?