"Tingshen."
A clear voice sounded from a short distance away.
Li Tingshen tilted his head slightly and the light from the corridor reflected in his dark orbs.
The woman wore a Givenchy dress. She strode towards them elegantly, and hooked her arm naturally through Li Tingxing's before greeting Yin Ruijue politely.
"Young Master Yin."
Yin Ruijue raised his brows slightly and nodded to greet her.
Liang Xuer— Li Tingshen's precious gem. The way Li Tingshen had doted on her was well-known by everyone in Ping Cheng City.
He had spoiled her to the extent that she had turned into the haughty princess of the entertainment industry.
But he couldn't comprehend at all!
Because of the way he had doted on Liang Xuer, she had become so obnoxiously arrogant. So how was she different from that woman back then?
Moreover…
Yin Ruijue sized Xuer up with a meaningful expression in his eyes.
"You're done?"
Li Tingshen uttered two words nonchalantly. His voice was low and there were hardly any emotions. But those who knew him would know that this was him being gentle.
"Yes, big productions are indeed different. They are constructing the scene next. I think we will have to wait till next year to begin shooting."
Li Tingshen's raven black eyes narrowed.
Next year…
Something flashed across his face before he said calmly,
"Let's go."
"Okay."
After bidding Yin Ruijue goodbye, she left as she held Li Tingshen's arm.
Yin Ruijue rubbed his nose and hissed, "He's actually waiting for a woman? What a despicable scum!"
…
The next morning…
Shen Fanxing's eyes fluttered open. She found it a little hard to adapt waking up in an unfamiliar room.
Her head felt heavy, so she laid on the bed for a while. Her beautiful face blushed.
Her fever hadn't robbed her of her memories after all.
She still remembered everything she should and shouldn't have forgotten.
The sun was already hung high in the sky. Shen Fanxing lifted the covers and got out of bed to go to the bathroom.
She didn't shower when she came back last night. Feeling better today, she decided to take a shower.
When she walked out of the bathroom while drying her hair, she passed by the basin. Subconsciously, she glanced at her reflection in the mirror.
She halted in her footsteps as she stared at the mirror. The glaring red mark on her collarbone was too obvious.
Everything that happened last night, flashed vividly through her mind like a movie.
After blinking lightly, she adjusted the collar of her nightgown. She left the room with her face red, and didn't bother to dry her hair.
The servants were busy with their respective chores downstairs.
Seeing Shen Fanxing coming down, Aunt Zhang went forward to greet her.
"Ms Shen, how's your flu?"
Shen Fanxing took a deep breath instinctively. Her nose had cleared up.
"Much better."
"Ms Shen, have breakfast first."
"Okay, sorry to trouble you, Aunt Zhang."
She sat down at the dining room for a simple breakfast.
After finishing a few mouthfuls of the porridge, Aunt Zhang walked out of the kitchen with a tray.
Shen Fanxing took a casual glance at her and said casually, "Aunt Zhang, you can eat here."
Aunt Zhang paused and she noticed Shen Fanxing's gaze darting to the tray. It took her two seconds to react.
"This is the breakfast prepared for Master. And his medicine."
Shen Fanxing paused in the midst of her chewing. She then raised her head in surprise.
"He didn't go to work today? He's… sick?"
When Shen Fanxing finished her sentence, she paused. Embarrassment blazed across her face.
However, Aunt Zhang hadn't noticed and she replied,
"Yeah. He came back fine yesterday… His illness came a little too suddenly."
Shen Fanxing raised the bowl to hide the unnatural expression on her face.
"Oh, it's indeed sudden."