Translator: Henyee Translations
Editor: Henyee Translations
“You can call me Helian or Lian,” said Qi Helian, he smiled as he rose and walked towards Ji Anning.
“Cough! Cough!” Ji Anning choked on Qi Helian’s words.
Are they that well-acquainted? As one who did not warm up to others easily, she could not bring herself to call him, “Helian”, much less, “Lian.”
No one took notice of the foul mood Young Master Ji was in.
As Qi Helian went up next to Ji Anning, she glanced at him before saying thoughtfully, “You’re a good friend of Little Uncle, so why don’t I call you…”
Without waiting for her to finish, Qi Helian interrupted, “No, don’t. I’m still young. I don’t want to be called an uncle.”
Ji Anning smiled, thinking that Young Master Qi was rather humorous, at least much more amusing than Ji Chicheng.
She did not continue discussing the matter of greeting with Qi Helian and thought it best to leave it for now. After all, the chance of them ever meeting again was minuscule, even if they did, there was no obligation for them to talk.
To begin with, she had little communication with Ji Chicheng, much less his friends.
At the thought, she got ready to bid farewell yet again. Qi Helian interjected to say, “Let’s have dinner. I’ll make introductions if there are any good body double openings.”
“No thanks,” without hesitation, Ji Anning waved her hand and turned him down.
In the past, she would be immensely grateful for a recommendation as an extra or body double, but now that Ji Chicheng had unearthed the truth, she did not have the nerve to take up the offer.
She would not do it unless she wanted to get kicked out of the Jis.
Understanding her fears, Qi Helian smiled and said, “It’s fine. I just convinced your little uncle that as long as no one finds out, he’s supportive about you honing your skills.”
As he spoke, he glanced in Ji Chicheng’s direction and raised his voice, “Isn’t that right, Young Master Ji?”
Glee overflowed from his narrow phoenix shaped eyes and left Ji Chicheng itching to pummel him.
Ji Chicheng gradually veered his eyes towards them and looked at Qi Helian. Then he raised his eyebrow, “Qi Helian, have you nothing better to do?”
Ji Anning, “…”
She just knew it was impossible for the guy, who disliked her since young for disgracing the Jis, to let her continue being an extra or a body double.
If her identity came out into the open, news about the Jis grandson’s wife working as an extra with a film crew would undoubtedly hit the headlines. Then she would genuinely sully the Jis good name.
“I’m off,” Ji Anning lowered her head crestfallen and went back on her way.
Suddenly, Ji Chicheng’s voice came from behind, “It’s not entirely out of the question.”
“What?” Ji Anning reflexively turned to look at him with a perplexed expression.
What did he mean by it not being entirely out of the question?
Ji Chicheng’s eyes swept across Ji Anning’s face and landed on Qi Helian, “Qi Helian, if I ever see her face on the news…”
On hearing so, Qi Helian swiftly shook his hands, “Big Bro, I can’t afford to offend you Jis.”
He could only promise to minimize her exposure, as for the extraordinary paparazzi, with the nose of a bloodhound, it was unrealistic for him to make any guarantees.
Ji Chicheng smiled coldly, “Are you that incompetent, Young Master Qi?”
Qi Helian, “…”
He held the golden opportunity for him to beg, but he dived in to help.
He truly asked for it!
Seeing Qi Helian helplessly twitching his lips, Ji Chicheng’s lips curved upwards with an indistinct look of satisfaction. Then he pushed himself off the chair using both armrests and went towards Ji Anning.