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"Summer, you really don't have to rush back to work. You can take a few more days off."
"Sir, I've already rested long enough. I just signed with a new company, and if I rest any longer, I'll start to mold! Besides, I'm afraid that the achievements I've worked so hard for will be forgotten by everyone!" Xinran shot Jerry a glance. This guy was finally feeling proud of himself, with his own spacious office, good feng shui, and impressive decor, making him walk with his chest out and head held high, like a breeze following him.
"What are you afraid of? Does your husband really allow you to be put on ice? Silly woman, you can now walk smoothly from here on out. As for me as your agent, I'll enjoy the good life alongside you; what can't I have?" Jerry patted the leather sofa beneath him. A breeze blew into the room, lifting the white chiffon curtains and brushing against Xinran's long hair, creating a still picture that was simply beautiful.
"I know that I was able to sign with Qingtian because of him, but from now on my work will have nothing to do with him. He'll be his president self while I focus on being an actress. Even if I wanted to rely on him, I can't do it forever!" Xinran raised her hand to play with the flowers in the vase on her desk, which someone had clearly prepared with care. The pink lilies emitted a faintly alluring fragrance that drew her in.
Jerry was unaware of the three-month contract between her and Mu Shaosi. He thought their marriage meant they would love each other for a lifetime. However, how much love could truly be counted in such a short time? Now she could only count down the days; once three months were up, everything would end. Whatever they had would also come to an end, just like the contract she signed—every line and clause predetermined.
At first, she thought Mu Shaosi approached her to play a game of marriage just for fun. But during this past month, she hadn't sensed any hint of conspiracy or deception. All she felt was his kindness towards her and his affection—an affection that seemed unique to her alone—that made it so easy for her to fall back in again. He didn't need to exert any effort; she was already ready to plead for mercy!
Xinran knew she should be grateful to Mu Shaosi, but deep down she harbored a trace of resentment towards him because of the initial deception. She would insure her heart against it; however, insurance proved useless. It was evidently easy for her to fall in love with him, but what would that matter? They would still have to part ways…
They couldn't be an open couple; they were a limited-time couple. She had to constantly remind herself not to get too deep into this relationship—even if she fell in love, she needed to leave some room for recovery. She thought about how crying and begging him not to divorce her would be more ridiculous than any soap opera played out between her and Mu Shaosi!
"You’re always so stubborn; aren’t you tired?"
"And you?" Xinran raised her eyes, subtly referring to Jerry's situation with Hiya.
"By the way, the producer sent over the script. Director Xu specifically wants you for the female lead role. Are you going to take it?" Jerry skillfully shifted the topic. Both he and Xinran had this habit; whenever they encountered a subject they didn't want to continue discussing, they would effortlessly redirect the conversation elsewhere.
"Of course I'll take it. I don't think signing with Qingtian means I've reached a level where I can pick and choose roles. Besides, every film directed by Director Xu is a hit; I have to seize this opportunity no matter what."
"Don't worry, even if you can't grab it, the opportunity won't fly away. I heard from the Assistant Director that the male lead in this film is a newcomer who just won the Best Newcomer Award. He's very popular. When the director casually asked him who he wanted to work with, he said it was you, and surprisingly, they hit it off right away. So, you're definitely getting this role!" Jerry chuckled and said.
"Who is he?" There have been so many award ceremonies lately that it's hard for her to keep track of all the winners, including the Best Newcomer Award.
"Zhan Rilang."
"Zhan... is it him?" A silhouette suddenly appeared in Xinran's mind, and then the image began to clarify. He actually entered the entertainment industry; she had always thought that what he said back then was just a joke...
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