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Ji Fanyin realized the moment she transmigrated over that she was a stand-in, a substitute for her younger twin sister, Ji Xinxin.
"Sure, I can be her stand-in. Here is my list of prices. Take a look at it first, and make sure to reserve a slot in advance. I won't accept any last-minute calls, and do take note that it'll only be a platonic relationship. Thank you for your cooperation," she said.
In a western restaurant, a rich young master looked at her with eyes filled with affection as he said, "Xinxin, I would like to ask you out for a movie tomorrow night…"
An alarm suddenly went off.
Ji Fanyin took a glance at her phone before reining in her business smile, saying, "Time's up. I need to rush for my next appointment. Make sure to foot the tab, and farewell."
The rich young master's smile froze up. "I'll reserve four hours for tomorrow's movie."
In the middle of the night, a drunk, tyrannical young master dialed her number and whined, "Big sis, when will you come over to meet me?"
"In order to ensure the quality of service, this call will be recorded. It's four in the morning right now, and my services will be ten times the usual price. Are you certain you want to proceed?" asked Ji Fanyin.
"… Hurry up and start acting!"
Ji Fanyin's phone suddenly rang in the midst of a date with a domineering CEO at Tokyo's tower. With a smile on her lips, she rejected the call and said, "Sorry, it's another customer."
"… I'll pay you ten times the price. Switch off your phone."
…
By the time Ji Xinxin finally returned back to the country, Ji Fanyin successfully retired from the scenes with the massive fortune she had amassed.
Heh, bad women will never get hurt!
Associated Names
Professional Stand-in, With an Hourly Salary of 100,000
Ji Fanyin is dead.
And then live again.
When she regained consciousness, she was sitting by the side of a sparsely populated river, with her whole body wet. Her hair and clothes were dripping with water. When the cold wind blew, she was shaking all over. The mobile phone beside her was still vibrating non stop.
Ji Fanyin picked up the mobile phone that she thought was annoying and took a look, before she subconsciously answered the call that displayed [Dad] on it.
The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone asked in a deep voice, "Where are you?"
Ji Fanyin took the mobile phone away and looked at it suspiciously. It was indeed [Dad].
—But it's not her dad's voice?
"Today is the day for Xinxin to go abroad. All the relatives and friends are in the hotel saying goodbye to her. You are her biological older sister. How will it look if you are absent from it? How embarrassing it will be for her?" The man sternly ordered, "Come to the hotel immediately, you know where it is!"
With a 'beep' sound, the phone was hung up.
And Ji Fanyin was holding her phone in a trance, and remembered: Oh, my father died three years ago.
—… New fraud?
She thought of this, glanced at the darkened screen, and suddenly found that a rather strange face was reflected on it.
Ji Fanyin suddenly woke up. She quickly unlocked her mobile phone, turned on the phone's front camera to take a selfie and fell into silence when she saw the face that doesn't belong to her.
Even Ji Fanyin, who was always well-informed, was shocked by the resurrection.
When she speechlessly confronts 'herself' on the screen of her mobile phone, a prompt pops up at the top of the mobile phone: The application [Temptation To Go Home] has been installed.
Ji Fanyin: "…" She exited the camera, found the application that had just been installed, and clicked on it to have a look.
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It's an application with very rudimentary functions. There's only a simple progress bar on it. At present, the progress bar is empty, with a long string of numbers written below.
Ji Fanyin counted it and found that it was 10 billion.
She clicked the question mark on the upper right and saw the instructions for using the app.
[You, who have become a vegetative person due to unexpected disasters, also have a once-in-a-lifetime chance to be resurrected~ As long as you earn 10 billion yuan in your second life, you can return to your body and wake up~]
It really deserved to be called [Temptation To Go Home]. Although Ji Fanyin's heart is moved but towards this amount of money, she wants to curse it.
Ten billion, not one billion.
To put it in another word, there are very few people in the world who can make this amount of money.
What is 10 billion? If you win five million lottery tickets every day, it will take more than five years to save it, without eating and drinking at all.
But she reconsidered it again, thinking that she had changed her body and it does not mean that she could just continue to stare at this strange app's nonsense.
[Do not worry that the figure of this 10 billion is too high, because in addition to movable property, real property and currency that can be directly recorded in the progress bar one by one, the emotional value you get can also be converted quantitatively.]
[Emotion: refers to the feelings paid by others to you, whether positive or negative. As long as the attached object is you, it will be automatically quantified when you obtain it.]
Ji Fanyin rubs her mobile phone. She got it.
—Either, she makes a lot of people love her, or, she makes a lot of people hate her.
This is the end of the app's explanation, and the last sentence is: [Memory begins to transmit, please make extra effort~]
Ji Fanyin closed the explanation panel and looked at the 10 billion progress bar speechlessly.
A new memory was quickly packaged and transmitted to Ji Fanyin's brain. Just like a movie, the whole life of this original host was being played in her mind again.
The body that Ji Fanyin had transmigrated into has the same name as her, except that there was another twin sister named Ji Xinxin. The two were identical twins, similar in appearance, but very different in character.
Ji Xinxin is lively, outgoing and loved by everyone. She is the little princess of the Ji family, while Ji Fanyin, her twin sister, is a somewhat transparent girl with a gloomy personality.
Ji Xinxin is resourceful. There are as many suitors under her skirt as the crucian carp that crosses the river. Her love life is extremely rich and she never fails in it.
But after graduating from University, Ji Xinxin patted her butt and decided to expand her overseas market… err, decided to go abroad for further studies.
When the fishes that Ji Xinxin raises are far from being able to quench their thirst from the distant water, what will they do?
—Of course, it's to find 'Ji Fanyin', which is similar to Ji Xinxin, to pass the time.
At first, 'Ji Fanyin' was willing to be a stand-in, because among those who were looking for a stand-in, there happened to be someone she had a crush on—Song Shiyu.
But later, Song Shiyu introduced 'Ji Fanyin' to other men.
She gradually became a public stand-in who didn't even deserve her own name. Those men would only call her 'Ji Xinxin'.
She committed suicide several times, but she didn't even have the qualification to die. At last, she was shackled and robbed of her freedom.
It was not until the day Ji Xinxin returned to China that she was finally abandoned by these people, threw herself into the river and died.
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She died at the age of 26.
Ji Fanyin, who has been famous in the circle for fighting the heaven and earth in her last life, expressed her deep condolences for the silly fellow's life.
Ji Fanyin stroked her wet hair casually, and there was no need for her to wonder why she was sitting by the river anymore.
Song Shiyu has been in private contact with her for the past year. The two occasionally meet and date, but never kiss or sleep together.
But just yesterday, Song Shiyu announced that he would break off this relationship with her. The original body couldn't get out of the sorrow and jumped into the river.
Ji Fanyin stretched her waist, slowly sat up from the river, and checked her account balance with her mobile phone.
Fortunately, the Ji family is also a respectable family. Although they haven't done anything for their unfavored daughter, the pocket money is never too stingy. There are a total of 100,000 yuan in the two bank cards under Ji Fanyin's name.
After reading the balance, Ji Fanyin closed the banking software and went to check [Temptation to Go Home]. The number inside had indeed changed, and it showed -9,999,863,520.00.
No matter how rounded-up it was, it's still 10 billion, and the progress bar doesn't show any change.
But that at least proved that there's progress.
Then Ji Fanyin went through the address book again and matched those unfamiliar and familiar names in her mind and memory one by one.
After finishing all this, she did not rush to check the text messages and social media app.
There is a location message that Ji Xinxin had sent to her a few hours ago on WeChat: Sister, don't take the wrong road, we're having lunch here today. Me, Dad, and Mom will go there first and wait for you~
At the end of it, there is a very cute cat rolling emoji.
Ji Fanyin clicked on it and checked the name of the hotel. She estimates that this is the place where Ji Xinxin's farewell party will be held, that Ji Dad, who had just called, urged her to go.
Ji Fanyin, who was wearing a drenched close-fitting clothes, was thinking about finding a nearby place to buy clothes when her mobile phone rings again.
It is from a person named [Song Shiyu].
Ji Fanyin thought about it, then thought about it again, and finally realized—Oh, this is the person 'I' have a crush on.
She laughed, and slid the prompt to answer the phone.
"Where are you?" Song Shiyu asked bluntly, "Your younger sister is going abroad, don't you plan to come to see her off? She has been looking for you."
Even if the tone of his voice is criticizing, the youth's voice is gentle and elegant, and every word has the atmosphere of a good upbringing, which makes people unconsciously have a good opinion when they hear it.
—But Ji Fanyin has seen too many handsome men and beautiful women, and the threshold to make her attracted is too high.
She did not move at all and lazily asked: "Why should I go see her off?"
Song Shiyu was silent for a moment: "Fanyin, the matter between you and me has nothing to do with Xinxin. You can't resent your own sister."
"It's not impossible for me to go too." Ji Fanyin replied casually while searching for the nearest shopping mall on the map, "I just got my clothes dirty, and I don't have any clothes suitable for attending the banquet."
Song Shiyu paused, and faintly reminded: "Even if I buy a dress for you, it doesn't mean there is any possibility of ambiguity between us, do you understand?"
Ji Fanyin chuckled, and asked: "Then, do you want me to see her off or not?"
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The other end of the phone was quiet for a moment and then hung up.
Ji Fanyin calmly called for a car with her mobile phone and walked slowly up the slope.
The car hadn't arrived yet when the notification for the text message sounded. Song Shiyu had transferred her one hundred thousand yuan.
Ji Fanyin looked at the account balance and the one hundred thousand yuan that she got extremely easily, then she whistled. When she goes to check the [Temptation to Go Home], the amount has become -9,999,753,520.00.
She has made a total of more than 110,000 yuan just now, and a button of [Details] has also jumped out.
Ji Fanyin clicked and looked at it. One hundred thousand is Song Shiyu's transfer and ten thousand is Song Shiyu's 'emotion'.
She only stimulated Song Shiyu with words like that and his mood swing is already worth ten thousand yuan?
Ji Fanyin put away her mobile phone and laughed confidently.
There is actually no way to make money in this world. It was because someone had an idea and tread the way for it.
…
Although she had just stolen one hundred thousand yuan from Song Shiyu's hand, Ji Fanyin didn't plan to buy any famous brands. After taking a taxi to the mall, she found a decent store and bought a special shirt, jeans and a pair of high-heeled shoes. After trying them on, she cut the label and paid for them directly. The process took less than 10 minutes and the cost was less than 300 yuan.
Before going out, Ji Fanyin lifted up her long bangs in front of the mirror in the store, and took a closer look at this new face.
Ji Fanyin is certainly not ugly with her goose shaped face, phoenix eyes, high nose, deep eyebrows and fair skin.
But a person's face is shaped by their heart. 'Ji Fanyin' has a withdrawn character and is extremely afraid of strangers. She looks submissive and always likes to cover her face. She looks really like two opposite people with her sister Ji Xinxin.
No matter who, when they see such a pair of sisters, they will prefer the younger sister rather than the older sister.
Ji Fanyin adjusted the not-so-dried lower half of her long hair and tied a ponytail casually. When she went out, she also bought lipstick with a popular color at the nearest cosmetics counter.
She put on the lipstick in front of the mirror where she was trying on makeup with her eyes half hung. After her lips, which had turned a little pale from the cold, were dyed with tomato color, her entire face suddenly took on a new look.
Ji Fanyin slightly raised her eyebrows at the bright and charming self in the mirror.
Let us make money, as whatever stand-in there is.
…
When Ji Fanyin arrived at the hotel, she didn't rush in to look for the Ji family's banquet hall, but instead emptied her mind outside the door while looking at the scenery for a while.
This hotel is located in the quiet and remote mountain and from up the winding and lush mountain road, it is a place for wealthy people to show their good taste.
Ji Fanyin stood on the side of the road and looked down. With her eyes hanging down, her face was completely indifferent.
She just used her mobile phone and checked it for a long time while she was on the road, but couldn't find any relevant information about her past self. Obviously, 'here' is another world.
Looking down from here, this mountain is also a scenic spot that Ji Fanyin has never heard of before.
Although it is impossible to determine whether the app that appears weirdly is an enemy or a friend, Ji Fanyin will always seize it as a life-saving straw.
Her family, friends and everything she has worked hard to manage, are all in 'that' world.
As for the present, she has to go step by step.
At least according to the test just now, 10 billion is not as hard to earn as she imagined.
Ji Fanyin shrugged and was about to turn around to look for that annoying family when suddenly a young voice called her from behind: "Sister, why are you outside?"
Ji Fanyin glanced back. It was a young man with a tyrannical look.
As soon as their gaze collided, the other party was taken aback, and his expression turned into disgust: "How could it be you? Aren't you not coming? "
Smelling the looming smell of smoke on the young man's body, Ji Fanyin stared at him for a while and thought, then suddenly: "It's you."
The young man has a slightly weird name, called Bai Zhou[1].
Although he is only 19 years old and just a sophomore, Bai Zhou's wealth and family background is one of the best among Ji Xinxin's suitors—He is the prince of the Bai family in Yandu, commonly known as the kind of person who has a throne waiting for him to inherit.
In highschool, Bai Zhou met Ji Xinxin and got to know her for a whole summer vacation, became an idiot for her and became crazy for her. So he just entered the University in the city where Ji's family is.
But it's useless whatever method he uses. Ji Xinxin only said to him, "You are my most important brother, just like my biological little brother."
Bai Zhou has no other way, but also refuses to give up. Who knew that Ji Xinxin actually planned to go abroad for three years for further study, and he was so anxious and almost wanted to mess up Ji Xinxin's visa.
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According to the law of this world, those who like Ji Xinxin must hate Ji Fanyin. This is an ironclad rule.
Bai Zhou indeed despises this hopeless sister from Ji Xinxin's family. Every time when Ji Fanyin meets him, it's just like lighting a barrel of firecrackers, crackling and lively.
"If you have come, just go inside. You even come a few hours late, but still want to wait for someone to pick you up? You are not the protagonist today. " Bai Zhou snorted, and with his hands in the pocket, he was going to pass by Ji Fanyin.
Ji Fanyin walked calmly, looking almost as if the two were walking together for a while, making Bai Zhou's face turn black.
"My sister didn't tell you in person, did she?" Ji Fanyin asked casually, "She actually hates the smell of cigarettes. Every time she smells it, she just wants to vomit."
Bai Zhou, who was about to break out, became stiff.
"That's right. The prince of the Bai family is so noble. Even if she thought so in her heart, she wouldn't dare to tell you." Ji Fanyin sighed again, "What a pity."
Bai Zhou suddenly pulled Ji Fanyin's arm: "Are you telling the truth?"
"At least, I grew up with her." Ji Fanyin deceives the young person sincerely.
Bai Zhou, with a cold face, shook her away and hurried away in the other direction. After taking a few steps, he took off the jacket on his body violently.
Ji Fanyin leisurely walked towards the other way with Bai Zhou, and went directly to the banquet hall, according to the instructions in the hotel lobby, where the Ji family entertained their guests.
The banquet hall was already full of people. The big screens on both sides are showing the pictures of Ji Xinxin and his parents' daily life, such as traveling, playing, dancing and parents' meeting… It seemed like a family of three with a carefree and happy life.
Another daughter? In any case, one can't see the shadow of her from these happy photos.
[1] Bai Zhou : Daytime.
Ji Fanyin stood at the door and looked at the photos for a while, and was amazed.
'Ji Fanyin' had a really miserable life. She had done nothing wrong, but she had no status or sense of existence in the family.
Before the doubtful eyes casted to her from the surrounding became more and more, Ji Fanyin started to walk towards the table in the front center.
She heard the people around her discussing her identity in secret, wondering why she looked so similar to Ji Xinxin.
When Ji fanyin stood in front of Ji Father and Mother, even the two of them stared at her for a moment.
"Sorry I'm a little late. I'm held up by something." Ji Fanyin naturally asked the waiter to add an extra chair and a set of tableware.
—Said that everyone is waiting for her, but there is no room for her on this table. What kind of nonsense are you talking about?
"Yinyin?" Ji Mother reacted before Ji Father, she coughed a little awkwardly, "You come so late… Sit down and eat."
Needless to say, Ji Fanyin has already sat down on the chair temporarily moved by the waiter.
Ji Father's face is very gloomy, but obviously he doesn't want to attack her on the spot. He just stared at Ji fanyin and said in a low voice: "Eat nicely. Don't talk nonsense."
Ji fanyin answered lazily, held the chopstick and put the sweet white longan in a bowl.
People who have just committed suicide by jumping into the river need a little sweet treat to soothe their souls.
Her clear attitude of 'not listening to a bastard chanting scriptures' made Ji Father very angry. But before the anger came out, a business partner who had just arrived came up to talk to him. Ji Father can only stand up and shake his hands while smiling.
"This is Xinxin, right? You grew up so fast, more beautiful than in those pictures!" The new comer looked at Ji Fanyin cheerfully and said so.
Ji Father was incessantly awkward: "This is my other daughter. She is more introverted."
The newcomer was stunned, and both parties started to tacitly laugh with 'haha' sound.
Ji Fanyin took a sip of the drink and didn't even bother to glance back.
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Although many people in the audience are now watching her curiously, Ji Fanyin, who had always been struggling in the entertainment circle, has long been used to being the center of the crowd's attention.
Ji Father had just sent away the business partner when Ji Xinxin, who had changed into a small dress, finally returned.
When she saw Ji Fanyin, she was stunned. Then she went forward and greeted her affectionately: "Sister, you came. I thought you were too busy to catch up. It's really good that you are here."
Ji Xinxin has a slender figure, with a face and nose that gets red easily, full of youthful charm. When she smiles, she reveals a row of white and neat teeth. Whichever school she goes to, she is the standard of public first love.
Ji Fanyin put down her chopsticks and looked at Ji Xinxin: "Have a safe trip."
Ji Xinxin's expression was a bit sad. She bent over to hug Ji Fanyin, and whispered in her ear: "Does sister really hate me?"
"No," Ji Fanyin raised her eyebrows and smiled, "I am very grateful for your existence."
If Ji Xinxin was not so capable of collecting fishes, how could she find such a simple way of generating income from the sea?
Ji Xinxin's expression after listening to this sentence is so subtle that she can even give the film critic a face reading comprehension.
After three rounds of wine, the atmosphere between the tables became relaxed.
During that time, Bai Zhou came back from the outside with a stinky face. He changed his clothes all over and even his hair was wet.
After a while, a handsome young man walked towards the main table. Ji Fanyin's gaze rolled around on his face, and she recognized him—isn't this Song Shiyu?
Then, it only means that he came to propose.
It's funny, but actually, Ji-Sea King-Xinxin has never been in a relationship since she was a child.
In other words, Song Shiyu, who is about to propose, is not even Ji Xinxin's boyfriend at all.
Ji Fanyin smiled and was ready to watch it.
The one who knows a sea king best is the other sea king.
Ji fanyin knew that Ji Xinxin would not agree to it.
When Song Shiyu knelt down on one knee in front of Ji Xinxin holding a rose, Ji Fanyin seemed to hear Ji Xinxin's heart collapsed amidst the enviable screams of the girls.
When the sea king raises fish, they do not worry about the number but worry about the unevenness.
They are not afraid of a lot of fish, but eccentricity makes it easy to capsize.
As a senior sea king, it is impossible for Ji Xinxin to not understand this truth.
So Ji Xinxin can only be surprised, feel guilty and politely refuse Song Shiyu's rose. As the person who was confessed, she apologized continuously, as if it was a great mistake and regret that she refused the other party.
Song Shiyu has always been a gentleman, even if his courtship failed, he will not embarrass his sweetheart and can only leave sadly.
After such a mess, it is difficult for the atmosphere of the banquet to return to the light and brisk one before.
Before long, Ji Xinxin left with an excuse to change clothes.
She hugged Ji Fanyin again and asked sweetly, "Is my sister finally going to change the image she has all these time? I'm so happy. "
"It's good if you are happy." Ji Fanyin touched the back of the other party's chubby head, and said with expectation, "You don't need to change, just keep doing this now."
Raise more fish, maybe there are high-quality varieties that I can squeeze the fish oil out from.
Ji Xinxin deeply looked at Ji Fanyin, then got up and left with Ji Father and Ji Mother.
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Ji Fanyin, who had eaten enough and watched the show, also got up after the family of three left.
She remembered that she has a car, she still had to drive it out and went to Ji family's house to take care of her luggage and move out.
Before leaving the banquet hall, Ji Fanyin's mobile phone shook and received a text message.
She opened it and saw that it was from Song Shiyu. In one sentence, four words: [Come to parking lot.]
Ji Fanyin raised her eyebrows, did not delete it directly, but replied to Song Shiyu: [Isn't it over already? You think I'm the same as before, come and go as soon as you told me to?]
Song Shiyu did not reply again.
Ji Fanyin stopped a taxi and went away.
The Ji family lives in a separate four-story villa. The security system outside the door still recorded Ji Fanyin's fingerprint and voiceprint. She went in and sorted her luggage smoothly. It took a total of half an hour to leave with the suitcase.
The aunt, gardener, and guard who often came and went inside the home didn't ask why she suddenly went out with her suitcase. They didn't even give her a look.
Ji Fanyin was able to leave Ji's house smoothly. She rented a one-bedroom and one-living room house from the intermediary. She gave the first payment out of the three part payments for one year. She only paid more than 10,000 yuan out, and then moved in with her luggage and bags on the same day.
With her financial situation, she can rent a better house, but it is not necessary.
Because it won't take long before someone comes to her door.
As soon as she thought of this, her mobile phone rang.
Ji Fanyin picked up the phone and saw that it was Song Shiyu's call.
"I'm outside the community," his voice was a little darker than it was during the day, "You come out now."
"My sister has already boarded the plane?" Ji Fanyin asked with a smile.
"Ji Fanyin." Song Shiyu called her name warningly.
"Didn't you say it yesterday? From today on, this relationship between me and you will be completely stopped. " Ji Fanyin, lying on the sofa, raised her toes. "Why should I go to see you?"
Song Shiyu casually said: "Because you like me, don't you?"
"That's certainly true. Who makes me like you." Ji Fanyin smiled back to him, "…By the way, I'm just casually asking, did Mr. Song carry his bank card with him? "
Song Shiyu leaned against the driver's car window and lit a cigarette, but didn't smoke. He only slightly watched the red spark go out in the dim light.
He just saw Ji Xinxin off at the airport this afternoon.
Ji Xinxin went to Paris, France. This distance is nothing to Song Shiyu. The plane can even go back and forth in a day, but the separation is still so uncomfortable.
So Song Shiyu naturally remembered the existence of Ji Fanyin.
Although it was only yesterday that he mentioned to Ji Fanyin about ending the private stand-in relationship and this is a blatant contradiction, Song Shiyu knew that Ji Fanyin would not refuse.
Who told Ji Fanyin to like him?
Recalling Ji Fanyin, who showed all her physical features during the banquet at noon, Song Shiyu's heart moved slightly.
For this heartbeat, after talking with Ji Fanyin, he drove from Ji family's house to the address she sent.
It was an apartment building on the edge of the city center. It was still considered high-end, and valuable cars could be seen everywhere in the underground parking lot.
The cigarette that Song Shiyu lit has only burned a little bit, and someone came out of the elevator.
He looked up absent-mindedly.
And with this one look, he couldn't take his gaze back again.
—It's so similar.
It wasn't until the person with a white lace dress and wide shoulder straps walked in front of Song Shiyu and smiled to him that he came back to his senses: "Ji Fanyin?"
Ji Fanyin smiled and spread a hand toward him, palm up.
Even knowing that this person is Ji Fanyin and not Ji Xinxin, Song Shiyu's attitude is unconsciously turned gentle: "What do you mean?"
"The fee." Ji Fanyin said.
Her voice has also changed slightly.
To be precise, it is more like Ji Xinxin's.
So Song Shiyu was not angry, he even smiled, and said with great interest, "You are so short of money?"
"I'm lacking more than what you think," Ji Fanyin nodded, not ashamed, "Master Song's career and family's assets are so big so wouldn't lack this small amount, isn't it?"
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"The money can be given to you," Song Shiyu pressed his cigarette butt to the car window, not the least worried about whether it would burn the expensive glass or not, and asked meaningfully, "But can you meet my requirements?"
"Since it is a fee-based service, all reasonable requirements can of course be met." Ji Fanyin answered calmly.
If he hadn't known Ji Fanyin for so many years and knew that Ji Xinxin was already on the plane, Song Shiyu would have doubted whether the person in front of him was Ji Fanyin herself.
"Then you bark like a dog and let me listen to it." He said with a smile.
Song Shiyu looks very noble and has a little scholar's style, and even the word 'bark like a dog' that came out from his mouth seems so slow and reasonable.
Ji Fanyin looked a little surprised at his expression: "My sister actually looks like this in your heart?"
Song Shiyu chuckled and mocked Ji Fanyin's over-confident comparison: "But you are not your sister."
"No." Ji Fanyin lightly rejected him, "I only provide one service, which is to play Ji Xinxin. If you don't accept it, I will find another client."
She smiled and clamped the hair on her cheeks behind her ears, revealing her white ears.
"—I believe someone will need it."
Song Shiyu looked at Ji Fanyin's nonchalant gesture, smiled and lit the second cigarette.
This time he took a sip, and frivolously sprayed the smoke on Ji Fanyin's face: "Okay, just consider it as my apology and compensation to you for spending so much time with me before. How much is it?"
Ji Fanyin took out the tablet computer from her back, and said with a smile on her face: "The business has just started, and the fee and schedule is relatively simple for the time being. Master Song please put up with it and have a look first."
Song Shiyu lowered his head and glanced casually.
It's pretty simple, but it's also pretty detailed.
[Working hours: Monday to weekend, from 9 am to midnight, reservation only, one-to-one service, no on-call service.]
[Service content: In addition to acting, it can be put forward at the time of appointment, and reasonable requests will be accepted according to the situation.]
[Price: starting from 100,000 yuan per hour, all the time for journey and preparation are not included in the payment time, and less than one hour is counted as one hour. I will not be responsible for any additional expenses during the service period.]
[Premium price: If you want to make an appointment in an emergency, or need services outside of working hours, a premium of 2-10 times will be calculated, and the service can only start after both parties agree.]
[Charge: pay first and serve later, no credit is allowed, and gifts must be indicated when transferring the money.]
When Song Shiyu finished reading it, he laughed: "One hundred thousand per hour? Ji Fanyin, do you know how much I pay for a star to accompany me? "
Ji Fanyin smiled: "Then I have to try to find out. Is the market price of male celebrities and female celebrities the same?"
It was the first time that Song Shiyu saw her clung to her last dignity and refusing to show weakness in front of him. With a little ridicule, he pushed the tablet back: "Ji Fanyin, is this the way you get rid of emotional injury? By selling your body? "
Ji Fanyin had an expression of 'what are you talking about' : "What I sell is wisdom and energy. Do you know how much energy is spent in acting?"
"Good, I'll play with you even if I have to look at this face of yours." Song Shiyu tapped the tablet with his knuckles, and he whispered maliciously, "Tomorrow from 11:00 to 2:00, three hours, but I want to see 'Ji Xinxin', not 'Ji Fanyin'. Can you do it?"
With a smile, Ji Fanyin took the tablet back and opened another app: "In order to ensure the quality of service, Master Song will have to first fill out a questionnaire."
Song Shiyu: "?"
…
After getting the questionnaire that song Shiyu filled out according to his temper and confirming that she had received the 300,000 yuan that he transferred, Ji Fanyin hummed a small tune and walked back to the elevator lightly.
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When she went into the elevator and turned around, she found that Song Shiyu was still looking at her from a distance of more than ten meters, and had not moved even a step.
The cigarette that he had only smoked a mouthful, gleamed with scarlet color on his fingertips.
Ji Fanyin, who has just butchered the deceived generous spender, pressed her own floor button and waved good night to Song Shiyu in a good mood.
When the elevator door closed, Song Shiyu's face was also shut outside.
Ji Fanyin doesn't care about his attitude just now—as long as he can be slaughtered, this attitude problem can be completely ignored.
When she got home, she lay down on the sofa and raced against the clock to study the questionnaire that Song Shiyu had just completed.
This set of questionnaires is still relatively short for the time being. Ji Fanyin made it while racing against the clock when Song Shiyu drove over just now.
The content is also very simple, mainly to refine the behavior and habits of Ji Xinxin in Song Shiyu's mind, so as to facilitate the imitating later.
In addition, there are some personal preferences of Song Shiyu.
All in all, it is for the purpose of providing better service and cutting leeks better.
Although Song Shiyu is a silly dog that doesn't mean what he says, but it couldn't stop the fact that this Master Song is rich.
Ji Fanyin was studying the questionnaire while thinking in her heart about who else can be harvested in Ji Xinxin's fish pond.
Bai Zhou? At least this young master also has a lot of money.
After studying the questionnaire thoroughly, Ji Fanyin got up lazily and went into the bathroom to adjust her expression in the mirror.
—What's not very friendly to the leeks, or too friendly, is that before her death, Ji Fanyin happened to be a Grand Slam Movie Queen.
It took Ji Fanyin 20 minutes to grasp the status of 'Ji Xinxin'.
With a sweet and cheerful smile, she opened the [Temptation To Go Home] and took a look. Song Shiyu generously provided 300,000 yuan and a small amount of mood swings. Although it was like a drop in the bucket for the 10 billion yuan, it was already a great feat to earn more than 400,000 yuan in just this short half-a-day.
There's half a million in the bank card now.
"What a great skill of mine." Ji Fanyin put down her mobile phone, carefully selected the clothes in the wardrobe for her to wear when she goes out tomorrow, and lay down peacefully with a facial mask.
Tomorrow is a day to deepen the impression of leeks and to continue cutting leeks in the future. She must cultivate and recuperate well.
…
Song Shiyu sat in the dining room and chatted with Ji Xinxin on his mobile phone.
Ji Xinxin has just arrived in Paris, settling down and replying to her friends' messages one by one, telling them that she has arrived safely.
Even though it was Song Shiyu, who staged an embarrassing scene with her yesterday, she didn't forget to tell him and sent a voice message over instead.
"I have arrived. Paris is fine, and so am I… How about you? Are you okay? "
Song Shiyu sighed softly.
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Apart from deliberately putting aside for a few hours not to reply to this message, what way does he have to be angry with Ji Xinxin?
Song Shiyu carefully edited a gentle and polite message in the dialog box, to be as consistent as his usual image. Before he could click send, the door of the room was knocked.
Song Shiyu took a look at the time displayed on the mobile phone: One minute to 11 o'clock.
Ji Fanyin is really on time.
"Come in." He answered casually.
The moment the door was opened, the same voice that had just come from Song Shiyu's mobile phone was blown to his ear: "You arrived so early. Have you waited for a long time?"
Song Shiyu raised his eyes to the door with two points of surprise, and stood up unconsciously: "No, I just arrived too."
"That's good. I'm afraid you'll be bored waiting alone—Let's order the food. I'm so hungry." The visitor came up to him with a brisk step, stood still, and said with a sweet smile, "We have agreed that today you will be the one who treat me."
Song Shiyu could even smell the other party's perfume that she usually used, and he subconsciously mumbled: "Of course. How could I let you pay. Sit down and look at the menu, Xin…"
When he was about to call out that name, Song Shiyu abruptly bit the last word, and he was hit head-on by a huge, uncontrollable shock and anger.
—He actually took Ji Fanyin as Ji Xinxin just now!
Song Shiyu still remembered that as long as he mentioned Ji Xinxin in front of Ji Fanyin, the other party would show an annoyed and injured look, which was nothing like Ji Xinxin at all.
Just like now, she will definitely turn back into…
"You don't want to sit, Shiyu?" Ji Fanyin asked suspiciously.
She had picked up the menu without any emotional change on her face.
Song Shiyu stared at her for a moment, recovered from the previous atmosphere and hooked the corners of his mouth, but his expression is very indifferent: "Ji Fanyin, who taught you this trick?"
—Do you think that as long as you imitate Ji Xinxin, you can get everything that Ji Xinxin has?
Ji Fanyin blinked, she unlocked her mobile phone and shook in front of Song Shiyu.
Song Shiyu saw that it was a countdown showing two hours and fifty-seven minutes.
Ji Fanyin answered his question with Ji Xinxin's smile and voice: "It's probably a bank account."
Ji Fanyin flipped through the menu.
Regardless of what Song Shiyu was thinking about right now, the restaurant he chose was still very tasteful.
—Just look at the price.
Moreover, today's 'dating' expenses will be paid by Song Shiyu anyway. Ji Fanyin even specifically confirmed it to him just now.
The only troublesome thing now is that she can only order the dishes that Ji Xinxin likes.
For the sake of not having to pay, Ji Fanyin can bear it.
Hmm… Just order this pastry creamy mushroom soup, perilla shrimp balls, and this slow-boiled rib-eye steak with fruits. As for the drink, she can try the lychee with cherry blossoms according to Ji Xinxin's taste.
After choosing the meal, Ji Fanyin raised her head to look at the man sitting across the table with an uncertain expression on his face, and asked him in a puzzled and worried manner: "What's the matter? Do you have no appetite? If you can't eat it, don't force it. Let's go back first?"
Of course, there will be no refund if the service is terminated early.
Song Shiyu's expression was cloudy and uncertain. He looked at Ji Fanyin solemnly, as if to see through the mask on her face: "When did you start preparing—Forget it, it doesn't matter."
"Of course it doesn't matter." Ji Fanyin fiddled with the menu and smiled at Song Shiyu. "Our transaction is very simple. You don't have to think about anything. Just treat me as another person during this period. Don't you always think I didn't look like her before? Now, do I look like her enough? "
Song Shiyu narrowed his eyes slightly.
"What I'm asking for is not a troublesome exchange," Ji Fanyin smiled softly while supporting her chin, "Not to mention that you won't be bothered by me leaking the secrets to my sister, you also don't have to look back at the past and thinking about the situation that may possibly arise in the future."
Song Shiyu, who sat opposite, let out a mocking sneer.
"Besides, as a man with a double personality like you who has always been gentle only in front of my sister, don't you always have an idea in your mind?"
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"… What idea? "
"If she knew my true character, would she hate me?" Ji Fanyin said casually.
"…Ji Fanyin." Song Shiyu sat up straight in warning.
"Don't be nervous. I said I won't tell her." Ji Fanyin spread her hands, "Things that you dare not do when you face her, I can satisfy the illusion for you—But if it really can't be done, let's call it a day then."
Song Shiyu can be said to be a genuine double-faced man. Seeing his advancing and retreating noble manners in socializing, only few people knew what kind of rotten man he was in private.
People who hide themselves too deeply are really not suitable for deep friendship.
It's fine if it is to maintain a friendly relationship with this bottomless wallet of his.
Song Shiyu quietly listened for a long time, and then suddenly had a realization. The corners of his mouth were raised and his expression relaxed: "Ji Fanyin, this is what you put forward. Don't regret it in the future."
Ji Fanyin smiled: "I won't. Don't worry."
Song Shiyu turned his eyes away and pressed the service bell on the table to call the waiter.
As if he had abandoned some burden, he thoughtfully and tenderly asked Ji Fanyin about the dishes she wanted. After the two made their order, they chatted about recent daily life like old friends that have befriended each other for many years.
Ji Fanyin has studied Ji Xinxin's circle of friends and Weibo all night, and has a good response, but most of the time she played a qualified listening role.
—If she was asked why, of course there is only one reason.
A man has a strong desire to express himself in front of the woman he likes.
When Song Shiyu continued to talk about his work and life, sentence by sentence, Ji Fanyin smiled while listening and used a clean knife and fork to deliver the disassembled scallop meat to his dinner plate.
Song Shiyu's voice stopped.
"What's the matter?" Ji Fanyin looked up at him suspiciously, "Don't you always think that the scallops are not easy to open, so you don't like to eat it outside? Isn't it all right like this?"
Song Shiyu's gaze at her was almost as hot as branding a mark on her skin.
After a few seconds, Song Shiyu slowly said, "No, I didn't expect to be noticed by you…Thank you."
"We are friends." Ji Fanyin neatly removed the other two scallops and put them on Song Shiyu's plate before continuing to eat her own steak.
"…A friend who just kneeled down to court you yesterday?" Song Shiyu asked suddenly.
Ji Fanyin hesitated.
She was thinking about what Song Shiyu means by this sentence.
If it is the real Ji Xinxin, she will definitely refuse Song Shiyu again in embarrassment… But there is a problem here.
What Ji Fanyin plays is 'Ji Xinxin whom Song Shiyu wants'.
In other words, maybe Song Shiyu wants to add fantasy play in the stand-in play?
This kind of service is not impossible to provide.
Ji Fanyin spent two seconds clearing her thoughts, raised her eyes shyly and asked Song Shiyu: "Can we eat first and discuss the answer to this question after we finish eating?"
Song Shiyu lowered his eyelashes: "…Of course."
Ji Fanyin was able to eat a western meal that cost thousands yuan per person in a safe and steady way.
When it was time to check out, Song Shiyu took the initiative to take the bill from the waiter and paid the bill without blinking his eyes at all.
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Ji Fanyin kept watching him, and when the man turned his head and raised his eyebrows at her inquiringly, she smiled and flattered: "When men pay the bill, they are very handsome."
The corners of Song Shiyu's mouth curled up slightly, almost invisibly: "Go out for a walk to digest the food? The lakeside scenery is very good."
Ji Fanyin raised three fingers towards Song Shiyu and pressed them down one by one under his puzzled gaze.
Three, two, one.
Ji Fanyin's mobile phone, which hasn't been moved in the course of this lunch, beeps.
Ji Fanyin's gentle and warm smile disappeared in a second. She picked up the constantly vibrating mobile phone from the table, and showed Song Shiyu the countdown to zero on the screen: "Time is up. "
Song Shiyu looks as if he has just been hit with a baseball bat on the back of his head.
Ji Fanyin smiled and turned off the countdown prompt: "Welcome to visit again next time."
Next time…Song Shiyu will of course come back again. He is already obsessed with it in less than half an hour.
Ah, what kind of love can a man who finds a stand-in be worth of?
Ji Fanyin picked up the bag and walked out of the room. After just two steps, she stopped again: "I almost forgot, there are two after-sales surveys I want to ask Master Song—But if you don't plan to meet me again, I will not ask. What do you think? "
Song Shiyu stared at Ji Fanyin without saying a word.
Ji Fanyin raised her eyebrows: "It seems that it is unnecessary. Then we should now blacklist each other's contact to show our innocence?"
Song Shiyu squeezed out Ji Fanyin's expected response word by word from his teeth: "I can afford this little money."
"Well, question one: For convenience, should this relationship stay underground?" Ji Fanyin asked straightforwardly, "Otherwise everyone knows that my sister is abroad, but you and I often meet. If it is seen by others and reaches her ears, it won't be good right?"
"Of course." Song Shiyu replied without even thinking about it.
His fingers played with the fountain pen that he just used to sign the bill irritably, turning it from the index finger to the tail finger, then anxiously turning it all the way back from the tail finger to the index finger again.
"I see. Next time when I hear the suggestion of 'the lakeside scenery is very good', I will know how to answer it." Ji Fanyin ignored Song Shiyu's expression, and then asked, "Question two: Do you want me to play my sister and associate with you, or maintain a friend relationship?"
Song Yu sneered: "Ji Fanyin, it's you who wants to associate with me using her identity, isn't it?"
"Let me put it another way," Ji Fanyin was not angry, she smiled, "Do you want this acting relationship to be the same as reality, or follow your fantasy? For example, when you mentioned yesterday's thing, she could agree to be your person? After that, she is your girlfriend, can date with you, call you, show love to each other… All of these can be achieved."
Song Shiyu's eyes were in a trance while listening to Ji Fanyin's slow narration, and the signature pen dropped out of his hand and fell to the ground.
With a 'pop' sound, the pen fell to the ground.
Song Shiyu also seemed to be awakened by this sound. He mocked and said: "Put away your tricks, Ji Fanyin, I will not associate with you."
"I understand. Next time it happens again, I will refuse you according to her practice." Ji Fanyin bent over to pick up the pen, and handed it to Song Shiyu.
In an unexpected event, Song Shiyu awkwardly reached out and picked it up.
But Ji Fanyin put the pen directly on the table and frivolously made a phone call gesture to Song Shiyu: "See you next time, remember to make an appointment."
"Other than me, who else would eat your fawning?" Song Shiyu asked.
"It's hard to say," Ji Fanyin thought about it seriously, and replied, "Me developing other customers, what does it matter to you?"
Song Shiyu's face went dark visibly.
Ji Fanyin waved her hand indifferently. When she leaves the private room alone, the waiter at the door gives her a strange look, as if wondering why they didn't leave together.
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As long as Song Shiyu was not so addicted to chatting just now, and left ten minutes earlier, Ji Fanyin could accompany him to leave the restaurant.
But Song Shiyu, after a short period of entanglement, he fell into a false role, and even didn't notice the change of time. If it weren't…
Ji Fanyin, who was staring at the phone screen, stopped abruptly.
She opened the [Temptation To Go Home] completely subconsciously just now and took a look, but the number inside has changed drastically.
She clicked to open the detail and saw that it was Song Shiyu's emotional contribution, which amounted to 90,000.
Although I don't know what kind of emotional struggle song Shiyu experienced in his mind in three hours, but
Get golden leek√
With loving eyes, Ji Fanyin specially created a group of [Customers] in the address book. After Song Shiyu was pulled in, she set up a function for this group that can still prompt her during the mobile phone's Do Not Disturb period.
She hummed a small tune and went to the nearest McDonald's dessert station to buy a cone, wondering when will be the time for Song Shiyu couldn't help calling her for the second time to make an appointment?
He shouldn't be able to endure it for a long time, right?
After all, Song Shiyu's birthday is approaching, and it is impossible for Ji Xinxin to come back from Paris to celebrate his birthday for him.
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I always feel that looking for a substitute is particularly scumbag, it's better to just transfer your love and don't fall in love _(:з」∠)_
On the night of the second day after meeting with Song Shiyu, Ji Fanyin wore glasses to perfect her money-making plan at home.
Song Shiyu didn't call her to this day, but Ji Fanyin was not worried about whether this hooked fish would run away or not.
She marked Song Shiyu's birthday on the calendar, and organized and archived everything about this person.
To put it simply, she created a file for an important customer.
—Three days later, it will be Song Shiyu's birthday.
In other words, she will receive the call the day after tomorrow at the latest, right?
After all the work was completed, Ji Fanyin glanced at the time on her mobile phone, and it was nearly ten o'clock.
She took off the blue-ray glasses and stretched her waist. When she was about to put on a mask and go to sleep, a video call request popped up on the computer, from Ji Xinxin.
If it was a few seconds late, Ji Fanyin would have already closed the computer.
It is worth noting that Ji Xinxin did not neglect Ji Fanyin like her parents and friends; on the contrary, she has always maintained a proper closeness to Ji Fanyin.
When Ji Xinxin's plane landed, Ji Fanyin was one of the first to receive her call.
Thinking that Ji Xinxin is her own essential password to wealth no matter what, Ji Fanyin sat back in her chair and picked up the video call.
The call soon connected and Ji Xinxin's face jumped out quickly. She was sitting next to a floor-to-ceiling window drenched with sunlight and wearing a gray shirt. This inhumane color was softened infinitely on her body.
"Sister, are you going to sleep?" Ji Xinxin adjusted his white earphones and greeted her with a smile.
"If you are half a minute late, I won't be able to receive the video call anymore." Ji Fanyin drank a mouthful of water, "The weather in Paris looked nice."
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"Indeed, it's very rare." Ji Xinxin held her chin and pouted her lips, with a little bit of smile on her face. "A few days after I arrived in Paris, I already miss the sunshine at home a bit."
"Three years is still a very long time." Ji Fanyin said lazily.
Perhaps her attitude was too peaceful. Ji Xinxin was stunned for a while and asked: "My sister is in a good mood. Has anything good happened?"
Ji Fanyin ambiguously said: "I figured something out."
"I see…" Ji Xinxin looked down and thought for a few seconds, "Sister, I want to ask you one thing, can you not be angry after you hear it?"
"What's that?"
"I had just talked with Shiyu on the phone yesterday," Ji Xinxin's eyes flickered, and she asked almost cautiously, "He told me something about you, sister. It is actually the reason why I called you today… I want to apologize to you. Before, I…I didn't know you like Shiyu. If I knew, in front of you, I should be more…"
She paused in a dilemma, as if she could not think of what word to use here.
"… Anyway, sister, I'm sorry. "
"About me liking him, and him liking you, is there any conflict in there?" Ji Fanyin asked casually while leaning in a chair that is not very ergonomic, "Why do you apologize to me?"
The tragedy of 'Ji Fanyin' is caused by the fact that, except for her own cowardice and fluke, she doesn't know how to refuse, and those shameless men are the culprits. Although the family members who do not care about 'Ji Fanyin' are not innocent, they are at least the contributors in the sin too.
Ji Fanyin is too lazy to think about why Ji Xinxin suddenly called to apologize.
She didn't bother to take care of the love and hatred relationship of this group of people, as long as it doesn't delay her making money.
Ji Xinxin caressed her chest and smiled: "It is great that my sister doesn't mind about it. I will pay attention to keeping a distance with Shiyu in the future. Don't worry, sister, I won't be with him."
Ji Fanyin noncommittally answered, thinking: Song Shiyu, you are so miserable.
Ji Xinxin asked across the computer again: "Sister, do you still like him?"
She asked so unintentionally, as if she was just talking about something casual. Naive and sweet.
So Ji Fanyin answered casually too: "Like is not something that can be discarded overnight."
"…You still like him then." Ji Xinxin repeated with a smile, "I see."
It seemed that Ji Xinxin really called for this. After this conversation was over, she quickly hung up the call with Ji Fanyin after saying goodnight.
Ji Fanyin closed the thin and light laptop and put her glasses on it, then she threw the matter behind her head.
It wasn't until the third day when she checked the details of [Temptation To Go Home] that she found something wrong.
—At ten o'clock the night before, almost exactly the same as the time when the video call ended, Ji Xinxin contributed a full 160,000 emotional value.
After that, she contributed several other records one after another.
Yesterday, Song Shiyu and Ji Xinxin contributed two emotional values, almost back and forth. Surely the two people talked about her when they were chatting?
Ji Fanyin didn't expect that this detail would even have the detective role.
She leaned back in her chair and pondered: Although she didn't know what psychological activities Ji Xinxin had in that short video call, everyone's mood fluctuated quite violently.
It's no wonder that the broken app has to put forward the emotions for a separate explanation.
But it also makes sense because the mood fluctuations in the dog blood drama have always been very severe that even the plain dog blood cannot be called dog blood anymore.
Stand-in literature is the evergreen tree in the dog blood theme.
After staring at Ji Xinxin's 160,000 yuan for a while, Ji Fanyin tapped the touchpad to open her project again, pondered for a moment to make some changes in it.
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Well, occasionally, she can also properly stimulate everyone's mood.
Half way through the revision, Ji Fanyin's mobile phone rings.
Her movement of typing on the keyboard stopped for a moment.
The mobile phone is in the Do Not Disturb mode, and there is only one user group that can make a call.
And now, there is only one person in that user group.
Ji Fanyin didn't let Song Shiyu wait too long either. She turned over the phone that was facing down on the desk and pressed it to her ear: "Hello."
Song Shiyu's voice is a bit tight: "Tomorrow, all day."
"Okay. My working hours are from 9 a.m. to 12 a.m." Ji Fanyin took the time to listen to the phone while single-handedly finalized the final revisions of the document. Then she opened an online schedule and selected a long column for tomorrow, "Are you sure you want to make an appointment for 15 hours?"
"…Yeah. " Song Shiyu said, "I will send the request to you later. That's all."
"Don't forget the transfer to reserve the appointment." Ji Fanyin calmly reminds him.
Song Shiyu hung up without saying anything.
But within a minute, Ji Fanyin received Song Shiyu's transfer, as if one and a half million is just a steel pebble thrown into the water for him to hear the sound only.
Ji Fanyin likes this attitude of regarding money as dirt.
It was Song Shiyu's generosity that has allowed her to have two million in her bank account.
Although the countdown to go home is still -9,997,637,851.00, at least it went well at the beginning, right?
Ji Fanyin smiled and closed the [Temptation To Go Home], opened Song Shiyu's chat window, and began to accept the customer's requests.
Song Shiyu was obviously thinking about it on the spot, as he sent the request one by one, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.
Ji Fanyin waited patiently. Until Song Shiyu made no more movement for five minutes, she asked with a good temper: [Is that all?]
Song Shiyu's side displayed "The other party is typing…" for a long time, and finally only one 'Yeah' was sent.
Ji Fanyin conveniently responded with a 'Thank you, Boss' emoticon package and copied the piles of fragmented chat records into the file to prepare for tomorrow's work.
Song Shiyu's request was not too much nor too troublesome. He even sent the matching skirt, shoes and jewelry to Ji Fanyin's address that night.
Ji Fanyin thought it was a takeout when her door was knocked. As soon as she saw the female clerk in a suit and skirt and the big box in her hand, she knew that she was wrong.
After receiving the gift box, Ji Fanyin didn't try it on immediately. Instead, she pondered for a moment and took out her mobile phone to check it.
Song Shiyu gifts were worth 80,000 yuan.
Sure enough, movable and immovable property and bank transfers are included in the calculation.
Ji Fanyin threw the valuable skirt on the bed and laughed.
Ten billion looks far away, but it is not impossible to achieve.
It just depends on how long the leeks can grow.
…
Song Shiyu deleted all the harsh words. At last, he frowned and typed the word "Yeah" in the input box. He sloppily sent it to Ji Fanyin and then threw his mobile phone to his side. What eyes do not see is regarded as clean.
After returning from the last meeting with Ji Fanyin, Song Shiyu began to feel uncomfortable.
In the past, Song Shiyu only liked to look at Ji Fanyin's face, thinking that she is indeed Ji Xinxin's twins. But as soon as Ji Fanyin moved and spoke, she immediately became different from Ji Xinxin.
He clearly knows that Ji Fanyin is not Ji Xinxin, but… in those three hours, Ji Fanyin was simply a living Ji Xinxin.
After Ji Fanyin left that day, Song Shiyu was so annoyed that he almost broke the cup in that western restaurant.
On the second day after returning home, he called Ji Xinxin in a ghostly manner and tried twice before being picked up by Ji Xinxin.
Her voice is still in the same happy and relaxing tone: "What can I do for you, Shiyu?"
"Well…" After a pause, Song Shiyu said without any burden, "There's one thing I haven't told you. Your sister likes me and she confessed to me."
"How could it—" Ji Xinxin was surprised and reproached: "Then, when you confessed to me the day before I left, my sister must be very sad. If I had known that, I would have… "
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"You don't have to do anything. She knows that I like you and knows what I am going to do that day, and she accepts it." Song Shiyu comforted the kind-hearted sweetheart, "You don't have to feel guilty. I just keep pondering about it, and feel that you should know about this matter."
Ji Xinxin was silent for a long time and made a long sigh at the other end of the phone.
She said quietly: "So, my sister likes you."
"But I only like you." Song Shiyu said affirmatively.
At the moment when he said this, Song Shiyu almost immediately felt the depression in his chest dissipated, which made him feel relieved.
—That's right, the only person I like is Ji Xinxin.
However, two days later, Song Shiyu received a call from Ji Xinxin again.
She sobbed and said, "I called my sister and she said she still likes you… Shiyu, can you stop liking me? I don't want my sister to be sad. "
Song Shiyu was silent for a long time: "I am sorry, Xinxin. I can meet many of your requirements, but I can't do this."
When he hung up the call, Song Shiyu could almost taste the faint smell of rust in his throat, as if he had just been hit hard on his chest.
He can no longer contact Ji Fanyin any more. If Xinxin finds out, she will be angry.
Song Shiyu endured a whole day while thinking about it this way.
Just one day.
One last time, and then he will really break up with her.
He thought like this and dialed Ji Fanyin's phone: "…Tomorrow, all day. "
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Ji Fanyin: Is your 'last time' the same as the 'three more days before the shop is closed' big sale?
Song Shiyu: …
The next day was Song Shiyu's birthday. Ji Fanyin woke up early and delicately did a full set of skin care, make-up, and hairstyle. Finally, she changed into the outfit that Song Shiyu sent to her.
Before leaving the house, Ji Fanyin glanced at the full-length mirror and smiled at the quiet and beautiful self inside.
—The funny thing is that Ji Xinxin is not such a person at all by nature.
She and Ji Xinxin are both playing this fake role, and they also deceived the same person.
This is so funny and absurd.
When she was inside the car on her way to the destination to meet Song Shiyu, Ji Fanyin carefully looked at the service request he had put forward yesterday.
Song Shiyu's requests were neither hard nor easy.
On the whole, it only means one thing.
—Song Shiyu and Ji Xinxin obviously had a quarrel.
It's really interesting. Ji Xinxin, a sea king of this level, should not have failed the subtleties.
In other words, she should have made Song Shiyu unhappy on purpose.
But this is not a bad thing for Ji Fanyin, because Song Shiyu turned around and used money to find happiness.
When the car stopped slowly on the side of the road, Ji Fanyin picked up her mobile phone and got off the car, and then she glanced at the time.
There are still ten minutes to nine o'clock.
Ji Fanyin leisurely went to the nearest Starbucks to buy two cups of coffee, one of which she specially selected Song Shiyu's favorite flavor.
When Ji Fanyin took a cup in one hand and was about to leave the shop, through the glass window of the coffee shop, she saw Bai Zhou passing by.
The expression shown between his eyebrows and eyes is still the impatient young master, and he was surrounded by his peers. His facial features were outstanding, his body was tall, his lips were red and his teeth were white. Even if he is just standing in the crowd, he will unconsciously become everyone's focus.
Ji Xinxin just left a few days ago, and her suitors were certainly in the worst mood.
Bai Zhou is still a student and will not be able to live for a long time in Paris, France with Ji Xinxin. Ji Fanyin remembers that his parents were very opposed to this matter and temporarily confiscated his passport.
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Ji Fanyin gently sipped the warm latte in her hand, smiled and moved her eyes away from Bai Zhou, and briskly stepped away from the front door.
Her front foot has just left, and Bai Zhou has just walked into the coffee shop with his companions.
Amidst the chirping of his companions, Bai Zhou frowned and raised his head to look around inside the shop. His sight was almost tightly held by the figure disappearing in less than a second from the corner of the French window.
He will never be wrong in recognizing Ji Xinxin's back figure!
Without thinking, Bai Zhou followed up, pushed open the glass door through the crowd, almost dashed across the storefront, and then turned left to chase the back figure.
She's back? Isn't she still in Paris?
The young man has long legs and runs as fast as the wind and lightning. He soon finds the back figure in the crowd.
As he approached, he slowed down subconsciously and called her from behind doubtfully: "Sister?"
The other party stopped, then turned around and smiled: "You have recognized it wrong the second time already. Can you not tell the difference between the person you like and the person you hate?"
The slightly softened expression on Bai Zhou's face suddenly disappeared without a trace. He frowned tightly and pronounced the other party's name in disgust: "Ji Fanyin."
"Young master Bai." Ji Fanyin nodded slightly at him.
"Do you imitate your sister's dressing style?" Bai Zhou looked at her condescendingly, "Do you think that being like this will make Song Shiyu like you?"
Ji Fanyin asked curiously: "How do you know that I want Song Shiyu to like me?"
"Song Shiyu had said it a long time ago, and only lied to Sister, fearing that she would be sorry for you." Bai Zhou put his hands in his coat pockets and sneered, "This matter about you liking Song Shiyu is not a secret at all. Everyone knows that you are overrating yourself."
He thought that Ji Fanyin would be humiliated by these words and shed tears.
However, Ji Fanyin just gave a thoughtful hum, then looked up and said, "I'm still in a hurry to go to work. You can help yourself."
Bai Zhou: "?" He watched Ji Fanyin leave with two cups of coffee, and his heart was as if being brushed by a group of alpacas.
But he quickly realized that using the curse against Ji Fanyin was no different from cursing Ji Xinxin, and immediately took it back.
Bai Zhou looked at Ji Fanyin's distant back, and that figure was slim, beautiful and confident. It is not the same person as Ji Fanyin who used to be submissive in the past.
Ji Fanyin works? Didn't she become a vagrant after graduation?
…
Ji Fanyin leaves Bai Zhou on the spot, and she is not afraid that the proud and arrogant him will be determined to get to the bottom of this matter.
In Bai Zhou's mind, she was the lowest-level kind of person, and even remembering her name was already regarded as the kind of bestowing a favour. There was no need to worry about Bai Zhou being curious about what she was doing.
Of course, Bai Zhou will be a good leek too, but it definitely won't be planted in the pot as easily as Song Shiyu.
Ji Fanyin waited for a moment at the place where Song Shiyu said. A black low-key car stopped in front of her, and the co-pilot's door opened automatically.
Ji Fanyin bent down and handed a cup of latte to Song Shiyu in the driver's seat, and smiled at him: "Happy birthday! Have you had breakfast? I bought you coffee."
Song Shiyu looked at her with an expression like he hadn't adjusted his state, then took the paper cup without saying a word and placed it between their seats.
Ji Fanyin gathered her skirt and sat in the car. She closed the door, fastened the seat belt and said, "Have you bought a new car? I haven't seen you drive this one before. "
Song Shiyu stepped on the accelerator and said absently, "Yeah. I just bought it yesterday."
Ji Fanyin understands it: Meeting privately, of course it's not convenient to drive his previous cars. It will not be good if it was recognized by others.
"By the way, I saw Bai Zhou just now. It seems that he came out to play with his classmates." Ji Fanyin told Song Shiyu with an ill will, "He also greeted me."
"Bai Zhou greets you?" Song Shiyu paused, "…Did he recognize you wrong?"
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Ji Fanyin smiled while holding her coffee cup, "The one he greeted was Ji Xinxin. So, that's not wrong."
Song Shiyu frowned: "You didn't say anything superfluous…"
"How is it possible?" Ji Fanyin interrupted his useless worry. "I'm not here to see him today. How can he compare with you?"
Song Shiyu: "…"
He didn't speak, but Ji Fanyin felt that the speed of the car seemed to be a little faster than before.
When passing by the coffee shop just now, Ji Fanyin glanced over there casually.
Bai Zhou was standing at the door, still with his hands in his pocket and 'keeping everyone out' posture. His thick eyebrows wrinkled together to squeeze out an unhappy crease, exuding four words all over his body.
—Do not disturb me.
His companion smiled and said something, then hammered his shoulder, but he turned his head and pulled it away impatiently.
"You smiled," Song Shiyu suddenly asked, "What did you see outside the window?"
Another leek. Ji Fanyin thought.
Then she turned around and answered like there's nothing unusual: "I can see your reflection from my window. You used to have a driver for your car. Today seems to be the first time that I sit on your co-pilot seat."
"Today is my birthday, I just want to spend it with you." Song Shiyu said.
He seemed to have finally entered the state, and his tone and manner of speech began to become natural.
"Okay," Ji Fanyin was more confident than him, "Then where are we going now?"
Song Shiyu laughed: "Chocolate factory."
…
Ji Fanyin really didn't expect Song Shiyu to come to a place like a chocolate factory.
She doesn't know how to describe it. It's just like, no matter his outer personality or inner personality, it didn't match with it.
But it's not like Ji Fanyin couldn't understand it.
This poor man just wanted Ji Xinxin to give him a special chocolate.
For this reason, he not only spent 1.58 million yuan to buy a car, but also booked the chocolate factory for the whole morning.
"I've never made handmade chocolate before," Ji Fanyin said bitterly, "I don't know how to do it, it might make it taste bad."
"It doesn't matter. As long as it is something that you do by yourself, I will always like it." Song Shiyu's tone is very gentle.
"Of course. You are the first one to accept my handmade chocolate. If you don't like it, wouldn't I lose face?" Ji Fanyin said naturally.
These two sentences only convey the same meaning over and over again.
You, Song Shiyu, are the one to receive the chocolate that I, Ji Xinxin, made for the first time.
The customer was very happy after hearing that. He turned on the stove and started boiling the water.
Ji Fanyin took the chocolate making manual given by the staff and read it carefully. She felt it was not that difficult, so he squeezed over Song Shiyu and carefully melted the chocolate, then stirred it slowly in a small bowl heated in the water.
"What shape do you think is good?" She flipped through the mold and observed Song Shiyu's reaction.
Song Shiyu's eyes skimmed over the various molds one by one, and finally fell on a heart shape.
It's so predictable. Ji Fanyin can't help but think so.
"Which one do you like?" she asked.
Song Shiyu coughed slightly: "Anything is fine."
So Ji Fanyin just directly picked up the heart-shaped mold, which was actually quite exquisite: "I like this, just use this."
Song Shiyu gave a low hum.
—So easy to understand. Too easy.
Ji Fanyin really wants to teach this man an anti Sea King lesson.
But when she thought that it's better for the male client to be a little bit stupid, she gave up the idea again and concentrated on pouring the melted chocolate into the mold slowly, cooling and shaping it according to the tutorial.
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While waiting for it to cool down, Song Shiyu suddenly talked about the past: "At the farewell banquet that day, you said that my confession was very sudden, but actually, it wasn't. I liked you since a very early time."
Ji Fanyin blinked, thinking about the special request put forward by Song Shiyu yesterday.
He wants to hear Ji Xinxin apologize for what she said two days ago.
Although Ji Fanyin doesn't know the specific content, she also doesn't have to go to the bottom of this matter.
It's just that Song Shiyu couldn't get it from Ji Xinxin and in self-deception, turned to find a stand-in to comfort him.
Ji Fanyin was precisely charging the fee to satisfy his wish.
"We have known each other for four years. I have always liked you for four years in college." Song Shiyu said slowly, lowering his eyes, "I chose that day to confess to you because I know you are going to France and you will know more people. Maybe there will be someone you like among them…I don't want that."
Ji Fanyin listened quietly without interrupting.
"You turned me down, but it doesn't matter to me." Song Shiyu stopped for a moment before he continued, "But that day, on the phone, you asked me to stop this feeling… The feeling of liking someone or not, is not something that I can have control over. "
Ji Fanyin finally understood what the two people had quarreled about that day.
"I'm sorry," she said softly, her voice as sweet as a siren singing. "I didn't take your feelings into consideration. Those kinds of words were so disrespectful towards you. I apologize to you. Today is your birthday. I don't want you to be unhappy. I take back those words, and don't be angry with me anymore, okay?"
—Forgive Ji Xinxin and continue to be the minister under her skirt, okay?
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Ji Fanyin: A man that can only use money to buy an empty fake feelings,
Song Shiyu's eyes lit up a little as he subconsciously reached for the hand Ji Fanyin had placed on the table. However, Ji Fanyin raised her hand even faster than him and patted his hair, saying, "You're an important person to me, Shiyu. I don't wish to lose you."
Song Shiyu obediently lowered his head and replied, "… That won't happen."
Ji Fanyin maintained her sweet smile as she tousled his hair a little. Her movements were so light that it was almost as if she was touching a cloud. Her hand had already retracted before even touching his scalp.
However, Song Shiyu didn't notice anything amiss with her movements at all. Instead, he lifted his head to look at her with shimmering eyes, clearly in a good mood.
From that, Ji Fanyin could tell that she had accomplished her client's request for the day. Given the satisfactory service she had provided, it shouldn't be long before the client made his next appointment.
After all, a person who had been living in an illusion for too long might never be able to return back to reality.
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Once the chocolate hardened, Ji Fanyin wrapped it up in a gift box before tying a ribbon around it. Then, before Song Shiyu's expectant eyes, she handed this wish fulfillment chocolate into his hands.
"Happy birthday," she said earnestly. "I hope that you'll be as happy every birthday you have from now on."
I'm not sure if I'll be able to earn enough to return home by next year. I guess I can consider converting him into a long-term client.
"Thanks." Song Shiyu took the delicate little box. After a moment of thought, he added, "I also hope that I'll be able to spend every birthday from now on with you."
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Ji Fanyin placed her hands behind her back and grinned at him. "As long as you're willing, your wish can be realized."
Song Shiyu broke into a smile too. He carefully stowed away the box as if it was a precious treasure before asking, "Are you hungry? Let's grab some lunch."
…
They had lunch at a restaurant Song Shiyu fancied, and Ji Fanyin gently ordered some of the dishes he liked in his stead.
After that, they headed to a quiet library to do a bit of reading and chat. In those few hours, Ji Fanyin was able to keep him in an euphoric mood.
Dinner was at a different restaurant, where they shared a candlelight dinner to a violin accompaniment.
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Ji Fanyin: "…"
Wow, what an 'affluent' day I just spent. Thanks for the treat.
Fifteen hours passed in a flash, and Song Shiyu took Ji Fanyin back to the Ji Residence.
Ji Fanyin noticed that the clock in the car read 11:20P.M., which suggested that Song Shiyu was intending to end this date thirty minutes in advance.
He must have gotten deeply traumatized by the alarm clock the previous appointment. It was probably no different from stopping a man at the peak of his climax.
The car stopped at the entrance of the Ji Residence. Song Shiyu alighted from the car and glanced at his watch.
"Thanks for sending me home," said Ji Fanyin with a smile. "Was your birthday enjoyable?"
"… It was. Thanks to you," replied Song Shiyu quietly.
His long eyelashes seemed to droop a little, covering his eyes. It felt like sorrow was looming over his face. "It would have been even better if you could like me."
Ji Fanyin blinked her eyes.
Isn't that the service you personally rejected?
Of course, it would be unprofessional of her to point that out to her client right now since she was still at work. So, she beat around the bush and said, "Actually, I prepared another birthday present for you."
Song Shiyu immediately raised his head to look at her. "Really?"
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Ji Fanyin took out an accessory box from her bag that was even smaller than her hand. "Yup, I bought it a few days ago."
Of course not. I only got it yesterday.
Song Shiyu pursed his lips slightly as he carefully received the present. There was a few seconds of hesitation before he finally opened it. What he saw made his pupils dilate, and he gasped, "Is this…"
"Yes, it's a matching pair of bracelets." Ji Fanyin raised her hand and waved it in front of Song Shiyu.
She was currently wearing the bracelet Song Shiyu had given her yesterday, and the one she had just given him was the male version in the same series.
In other words, it was a set of couple accessories.
It was a little expensive, but Song Shiyu did pay her quite a bit.
I'll just consider it a 1% customer rebate.
With a shaky voice brimming with nervousness, she asked, "I bought it because I thought you might like it… Do you?"
Song Shiyu's Adam's apple bobbed up and down before he finally answered, "I do… Xinxin, could you put it on for me?"
Ji Fanyin was the type to carry things out to the end, so she took the bracelet out from the box and put it on Song Shiyu's wrist.
"So… I'll be leaving then?" she asked with a smile.
"… Goodnight."
As soon as Ji Fanyin stepped out of the car, Song Shiyu drove away without a shred of hesitation. She watched as his car sped away, as if there was a ghost chasing him.
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By the time his car finally disappeared, Ji Fanyin finally put away her work smile and took out her phone. There was only three minutes left before the timer rang.
Men. Tsk tsk.
Despite knowing that it's nothing more than a dream, he still foolishly immerses himself in it.
Even though the Ji Residence was right behind her, there was no way Ji Fanyin was going to head in. She tapped into a ride-hailing app to catch a ride back to her apartment when she suddenly heard a horn blaring behind her.
She turned around and saw Bai Zhou sitting on top of a motorcycle that stood by the side of the road.
It was clear that he had seen everything from the start to the end.
"You're at the wrong place if you're looking for my younger sister," Ji Fanyin reminded him out of goodwill.
However, Bai Zhou wasn't about to let her change the topic here. There was a deep frown on his face as he probed, "Are you impersonating her and doing stuff that would soil her reputation?"
Oh? That's an imaginative mind he has.
Ji Fanyin calmly tucked her long hair behind her shoulders as she replied, "What do you mean by soiling her reputation? Didn't I tell you earlier in the morning? I'm working."
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"That person in the car was a man, right?"
Bai Zhou began walking toward Ji Fanyin with large strides.
"I'm asking you if you're using Ji Xinxin's name to go around duping other men! You have never dressed up like that or shown your face in public, but as soon as she's gone, you suddenly start imitating her style! Isn't it obvious that you're trying to impersonate her to deceive others? Do you intend to humiliate her with the atrocities you commit using her identity once she's back?"
Ji Fanyin took a while to ruminate over his words before asking curiously, "What kind of shows have you been watching recently?"
Normal people wouldn't have come to such a dramatic conclusion.
"Are you trying to change the subject?" Bai Zhou stood imposingly before Ji Fanyin, looking like an enraged little lion. "Do you dare tell me who the person in that car was?"
"It's confidential business information," rejected Ji Fanyin.
"Does selling yourself count as a business too?" sneered Bai Zhou.
Ji Fanyin couldn't be bothered to get angry with this hot-headed child, so she sighed softly and asked, "Aren't you in love with my younger sister?"
"So what?" Bai Zhou narrowed his eyes. "Just because I like her doesn't mean that I'll be forgiving toward you. Besides, you're going around trying to ruin her reputa—"
"Do you think that the person you love is someone whom I can easily pass off as?" asked Ji Fanyin.
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"…" Bai Zhou was stumped by the question. His face reddened in agitation as he exclaimed, "W-who knows what you're up to! Your face is identical to hers after all!"
"Let's put it this way," Ji Fanyin began to coax him. "Even if I'm impersonating her, shouldn't someone who loves her—one such as yourself—be able to see through it right away?"
"Of course!" roared Bai Zhou. "You can copy her all you want, but you'll never become her!"
"Doesn't that solve everything then? No one will be duped by me, so I'm nothing more than a clown in everyone's eyes." Ji Fanyin clapped her hands to conclude the argument. "Those who are duped by me are just dimwits who don't love her enough. Don't you agree?"
Bai Zhou: "…"
It looked like he was tempted to nod in agreement, but at the same time, he felt as if something was off here.
In the end, he spat out a stern warning, "I know that you're planning something. My eyes are on you! You'd better not let me catch you in the act!"
Ji Fanyin watched as Bai Zhou zoomed away on his motorcycle before proceeding on to hail a cab on her phone.
Youngsters nowadays sure are energetic. You spoke so confidently, but your body still honestly accepted Song Shiyu's 'recommendation' in the end.
On the way back, Ji Fanyin opened the 'Temptation of Home' app to check on Song Shiyu's fluctuation of emotions.
She was disciplined during working hours, making sure to keep away from her phone. Thus, this was the first time she was checking on the phone since meeting up with Song Shiyu early in the morning.
The first thing she noticed was that Bai Zhou had just provided her with some pocket change. Glancing downward, Ji Fanyin was amazed by the roller coaster of emotions Song Shiyu had gone through over the course of the day. All in all, there were dozens of records.
The two largest sums came from their time in the chocolate factory and the unexpected birthday present she had gifted him while parting ways.
It was pretty much the same as what she had expected.
However, after she washed up and lay down on her bed, she habitually took one last look through the logs, and noticed the addition of another transaction.
【Song Shiyu: 100,000 Emotion Points】
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Ji Fanyin chuckled a little upon seeing this record.
To have such intense emotional fluctuation at this hour, it looks like Song Shiyu has finally snapped out of it.
Ji Fanyin switched her phone to 'Do Not Disturb' mode and placed it on her bedside table before closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep.
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…
While Song Shiyu was leaving the Ji Residence, he subconsciously stepped all the way down on the accelerator pedal, as if he was escaping from the countdown of the timer.
It was almost as if he thought that this dream would never come to an end as long as that countdown never rang, and the woman, whose eyes were filled with nothing but him, would forever remain as Ji Xinxin.
After driving a few hundred meters away, Song Shiyu finally slowed down a little and drove back home.
The fifteen hours he had spent with her were sweet and satisfying, but the overwhelming feeling of emptiness when it all came to an end made those fond memories look incomparably ironic.
After stopping in the parking lot, Song Shiyu didn't alight from the car right away. He remained in the driver's seat, staring at the bracelet on his wrist in a daze.
This is the present that Xinxin bought for me, and she personally put it on me…
No, that person is Ji Fanyin!
Song Shiyu's breathing suddenly stifled, and his heart began beating so furiously that it felt like something within him was going to explode. Anger filled his mind as he tore the bracelet away from his wrist, opened the car door, and proceeded to smash it onto the ground.
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There was a series of clanging sounds.
Even after the echoes of those clanging sounds faded, Song Shiyu was still unable to calm his frantic breathing.
He gritted his teeth in frustration and smashed his palm down onto the steering wheel. Then, he leaped out of the car and headed to the backseat to grab the chocolate gift box. He forcefully ripped the ribbon off and held the heart-shaped chocolate up high, prepared to smash it into the wall of the parkinglot.
But all of a sudden, his violent movements came to a halt.
In the end, he didn't throw the chocolate out.
Instead, he reached for his phone and tapped into his WeChat. He searched for Ji Fanyin's contact and removed her from his friend list without any heads up. It was only then that the suffocating sensation choking up his chest finally alleviated a little.
He looked at the heart-shaped chocolate once more, and in the end, he took it out of the parking lot with him.
After working for fifteen hours straight, Ji Fanyin decided to take the next day off.
There was nothing much she could do anyway since Song Shiyu was bound to go offline for the time being. However, this wasn't of major concern since he would be back eventually.
Ji Fanyin's bank account was currently loaded with money, such that she could make the down payment for a new house right away. It was just that she was in no rush to move out yet, so she leisurely holed herself up in her rented house and watched TV for the entire day.
Over the course of the day, Ji Xinxin dropped her a call and talked about her daily life in France.
"Oh right!" Just as they were about to hang up, Ji Xinxin suddenly recalled something and asked, "I heard from Cheng Lin and the others that they are intending to hold a gathering soon. I won't be able to make it there, but won't you consider joining them, sis?"
Ji Fanyin racked her mind to recall who Cheng Lin was.
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"Sis, have you already forgotten about Cheng Lin?" Ji Xinxin reminded her gently, "She transferred into our high school during our second year. She was quite famous back then, having quite an illustrious background and a beautiful face. She was also in the same university as us, studying in the English Faculty."
Ji Fanyin had no impression of such a person at all, so she figured that the other party was just an unimportant character.
However, this showed that the people heading to the gathering were acquainted with both Ji Xinxin and Ji Fanyin. Since they were in the same circle, it was likely that they were from notable backgrounds too… If so, there were probably some of Ji Xinxin's fish there too.
Perhaps I could expand my client list there.
Ji Fanyin flipped through her calendar as she asked casually, "When is the gathering?"
"The day after tomorrow. Sis, are you interested?" Ji Xinxin was surprised. "I thought that… Never mind. I'll pull you into the group then."
"Alright," replied Ji Fanyin.
After the call was hung up, Ji Xinxin quickly added Ji Fanyin to a new group before bidding them goodnight, saying that it was getting late over on her side.
Ji Fanyin took a look at the pinned messages and saw the date, time, and location of the gathering written neatly up there. She quickly copied the details down onto her calendar before scrolling through the list of members in the chat.
None of the members in the group were in her friend's list.
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But again, Ji Fanyin's friend's list had always been limited to a few people. She disliked crowds and socializing, so she didn't have many friends.
After that, she muted the group chat.
【Yukki: Ji Fanyin You are joining the gathering? No way! Did anyone even invite you? Why are you so thick-skinned?】
【Lively Ducky: I flipped through the chat records. Xinxin invited her to the group. I'm fine with it. Make sure to dress formally for the gathering Ji Fanyin】
【Dream: Are only those in our batch invited? Can I bring a senior along too?】
【Lively Ducky: That would depend on which senior you're talking about】
【Dream: Of course I'm talking about Senior Song Shiyu! I'm still meeting him from time to time, so I can invite him to the gathering too】
【Yukki: *rolls eyes emoji* Ji Xinxin isn't even joining in this time around. Do you think that Senior Song will join us? I bet he'll run at the very sight of Ji Fanyin!】
【Yukki: I shan't name names, but those who aren't invited should have some self-awareness】
【Sneaky Little Li Bai: Invite him! I have some business-related matters that I wanna ask Senior Song about. It'll be amazing if he could join us Dream】
【Dream: Alright. He doesn't like to be added to groups though, so I shan't add him in. I'll just relay his answer to you later on】
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【Lively Ducky: Oh yeah! It's been so long since I saw my adonis. Hehehe, I wonder if he's still as handsome as before. Is he seeing anyone yet?】
【Yukki: Gosh, why are you all so behind on the news? Haven't you heard that Senior Song gave Ji Xinxin a bouquet of roses and confessed to her during her farewell party? It was really romantic! It's such a pity that he was rejected】
【Spectator: Awww】
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【Yukki: Ah, but that doesn't mean that a certain someone will stand a chance】
【Yukki: ...】
【Yukki: Ji Fanyin Are you playing dead?】
【Sneaky Little Li Bai: You should cut it out. Xinxin is in this group too. She'll see your message】
【Yukki: Are you joking with me? Do I look like I'd be afraid of Ji Xinxin? You speak as if Ji Xinxin has really stood up for Ji Fanyin before!】
【Yukki: Ji Fanyin Come out! Why join this group if you don't even dare show your face?】
【Yukki: You aren't replying, huh? Very well. You'd better not show up tomorrow!】
【Dream: … I was going to ask if anyone could call Bai Zhou, but I guess there's no point. Who could possibly be able to invite that great young master to join our humble gathering?】
The following day, Ji Fanyin unhurriedly made her way to the gathering location, arriving with impeccable timing as usual.
She wore a simple black romper dress that exposed her shoulders and collar bone.
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The gathering was at an al fresco Western restaurant. The organizer had booked the entire place. As soon as the waiter noticed her, he quickly walked over and politely asked her if she was there for the gathering before ushering her in.
In the garden they would be dining in, Ji Fanyin saw a few young women dressed in exquisite clothes, chatting with one another. Some were seated and some were standing, but all of them had their own circle to chat in.
The few women standing near the entrance swiftly noticed Ji Fanyin
"Ji Xinxin?!" exclaimed one of them. "Aren't you supposed to be in France?"
Ji Fanyin shot the person a glance and replied, "I am Ji Fanyin."
This simple self-introduction created a buzz through the garden. There were even some who gasped aloud and exclaimed, "How could Ji Fanyin possibly look like that?!"
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"What do you think that Ji Xinxin's identical twin sister ought to look like?" asked Ji Fanyin.
"…"
"…"
The crowd widened their eyes in realization.
Ji Fanyin was just about to walk past them and take a seat when she heard a waiter behind her saying "This way please". She turned around to take a look, curious to see who was the one who timed his arrival even more precisely than her.
It was Song Shiyu.
He was currently walking with another man who looked to be around his age, patiently listening to the latter with a gentle look on his face. He appeared to be a person of excellent upbringing no matter how one looked at him.
Ah, Song Shiyu does have an excellent upbringing. It's just that his character got twisted along the way.
Ji Fanyin was about to move her gaze away after taking a quick nonchalant glance when Song Shiyu coincidentally raised his head at the same time, resulting in the meeting of their eyes.
There was a brief pause before Song Shiyu turned his head away. His action looked a little flustered, as if he was avoiding something.
Ji Fanyin couldn't be bothered to pay him any heed. She settled down in her seat and ordered a cup of lemonade.
Song Shiyu's entrance immediately placed him at the center of attention. The crowd warmly walked over to greet him.
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While playing a mobile game, Ji Fanyin could hear bits and pieces of their conversation that gave her a deeper understanding of the social standing of the attendees.
If one were to view upper class society as a hierarchical pyramid, the ones who stood at the very top were Song Shiyu and his group whereas the other attendees were one level beneath him. That would explain their more-than-cordial attitudes.
Ji Fanyin didn't join any of the conversations, but humans were slaves to their sense of vision. Good-looking people had an inherent advantage when it came to socializing.
She sat lazily under a parasol and fiddled with her phone, not bothering to look at anyone. Yet, despite her perfunctory attitude, the crowd couldn't help but turn their eyes in her direction.
The brilliant sun cast a small patch of light on her shoulder, looking almost like a gentle kiss of affection from the world.
There was one person who couldn't resist the urge to start a conversation with her.
"Ji Fanyin? It has been such a long time! You look so different now. How do I put it… You seem much more confident than before."
Ji Fanyin was in the midst of watching a video of a cute cat flopping over on its belly to demand a massage from its owner. Due to that, her expression was much gentler than usual when she raised her head.
"It's just a change in hairstyle.
The male classmate: "…"
A change in hairstyle? More like a complete change in soul!
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"Do you still remember me? We were in the same class in high school. I was the gym class representative back then."
Ji Fanyin smiled at him and replied, "Sorry, I don't remember it."
"Ah, don't worry about it! We didn't speak much back then," the male classmate replied understandingly. He cleared his throat before introducing himself with a reddened face, "I am Zhao Qi."
"Pleased to meet you." Ji Fanyin offered him her hand with a casual attitude. "Shall we consider this our first meeting?"
Zhao Qi looked almost flattered by her response. He quickly shook her outstretched hand with a smile.
After this smooth greeting, Zhao Qi seemed to have gotten into the groove as his attitude became much more natural. He started talking about work-related matters.
Ji Fanyin put her phone aside and rested her chin on her hand as she listened to his stories. Her posture was laid-back but not perfunctory, giving off an atmosphere where anyone could tell that she was listening attentively to her conversation partner.
It was the kind of atmosphere that made it impossible for a third party to join the conversation.
…
"… Senior?"
Song Shiyu finally snapped out of his daze and retracted his gaze from the parasol. He put on an apologetic smile and said, "Pardon me. I was distracted for a moment."
"I understand." One of the classmates scratched his hair and remarked, "I was also surprised when I first saw her. Ji Fanyin's hair had always been scattered untidily, covering her face. I feel like this is the first time I'm properly seeing her face; she really does look identical to Ji Xinxin."
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"That's only limited to her face. Ji Fanyin isn't fond of smiling. Anyone can tell the difference between the two sisters with just a few looks. The one senior likes is Ji Xinxin, so there's no way he would mistake the two of them!"
Song Shiyu: "…"
"Is Ji Fanyin seeing anyone?" someone asked. "Zhao Qi sure made a move quickly there. If only I knew, I would have also…"
"It's not too late to join them now," one of the classmates egged him on.
"But I made fun of her during our school days. It feels wrong to head over now as if nothing has happened at all…"
The young men nudged one another, urging each other to make a move.
Song Shiyu interrupted them and asked, "You mentioned that there was a chat group for such gatherings?"
"There is." The classmate who was being egged on by his companions nodded. "But I remembered that you aren't fond of being added into chat groups, so I didn't add you."
Song Shiyu: "…"
His silence left the other party confused about his intentions.
"What's wrong, senior? Did I recall wrongly?"
Song Shiyu lowered his eyes and took a sip of his drink before replying, "… No, you're right. I don't like being added into chat groups."
The group quickly moved on to other topics. They continued chatting for a while longer before someone suddenly exclaimed with a suppressed voice, "Quick, look over there!"
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Song Shiyu subconsciously glanced in the direction where Ji Fanyin was seated.
Zhao Qi and Ji Fanyin had taken out their phones to scan each other's WeChat QR codes. It seemed like they had decided to exchange contacts after hitting it off well.
It went without saying that Ji Fanyin didn't intend to flirt with Zhao Qi.
Romance would be an impediment to her money making plans since she had no idea which fastidious client would have qualms with her love life.
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After ensuring that Zhao Qi wasn't one of Ji Xinxin's carefully reared fishes and that it was unlikely for him to become a client, Ji Fanyin eventually classified him as a normal friend.
Having more friends definitely opened up more opportunities.
Zhao Qi was bound to know quite a few people, so he might just be able to introduce a few new clients to her.
While adding each other to their friend's list, Zhao Qi happened to catch a glimpse of Ji Fanyin's phone and remarked curiously, "You don't seem to have many chat groups.
Most people's WeChat was filled with rows after rows of group chats, but Ji Fanyin's WeChat only had three. It was all empty beneath that.
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"I'm not too fond of chatting," replied Ji Fanyin as she put away her phone. "Is it not apparent?"
Zhao Qi looked a bit nervous. "Am I being too talkative?"
"Don't worry, you'll know if I'm not interested in listening to you."
Ji Fanyin felt that Zhao Qi's frequent bouts of nervousness reminded her of a hamster.
"There are times where I'm terrible at reading the room. If I ever get too naggy, feel free to cut me off whenever you wish," said Zhao Qi earnestly.
Amused by those words, Ji Fanyin chuckled softly. Her response caught Zhao Qi off guard, and his ears began turning red.
"I won't befriend someone I dislike," replied Ji Fanyin with a smile.
Zhao Qi's heart was finally put at ease. He took a look at his watch and exclaimed in surprise, "Woah, we spoke for quite long! It's almost lunchtime now."
Right after he said those words, a woman walked over and informed everyone that they could head in to have their meal.
Ji Fanyin lowered her head slightly as she rose from her seat, and when she finally straightened up her posture, she casually tucked her long hair behind her shoulders.
Song Shiyu couldn't help staring at her—it was almost as if he was seeing Ji Xinxin chatting with someone else. His gaze was so searing that it nearly burned a hole through her.
But Ji Fanyin chose to feign ignorance.
It was not as if Song Shiyu was paying her now, so she couldn't be bothered to put on an act for him.
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As the crowd entered the Western restaurant, Zhao Qi naturally walked alongside Ji Fanyin and continued engaging her in conversation, though he was the one talking most of the time while she simply listened.
When Ji Fanyin finally stopped at a random seat along the long table, someone else made use of this opportunity to pull out the chair for her. She shot a glance over and noted that the other party wasn't a waiter. So, she gave him a slight nod along with a word of thanks before taking the seat.
She was too used to receiving such gestures to pay it much heed.
Zhao Qi, however, shot a disgruntled look at the man who pulled out the chair for Ji Fanyin. The latter disregarded him and nonchalantly settled down right beside Ji Fanyin.
Ji Fanyin was gracefully digging into her smoked salmon salad when she noticed that she was starting to become the most eye-catching figure at the table.
It wasn't just the men at the table. Even the women gathered in their small groups were gossipping about her in a way that they themselves probably thought looked discreet.
Ji Fanyin brushed this abnormal atmosphere aside while chewing on her smoked salmon.
This is probably Ji Xinxin's problem. There's no need for me to get involved.
It was a full course meal where the next dish was served once the guests were roughly done with the previous one. The serving time was inevitably slow due to the large number of guests.
Ji Fanyin took her time with the food, and soon, they were serving the dessert. It was a slice of passion fruit cheesecake with a scoop of vanilla ice cream on top. She took a bite of it and felt satisfaction rippling from the tip of her tongue.
Delicious. I should drop by here the next time I have a break.
Ji Fanyin was about to have her second bite when the person on her right pushed over an untouched slice of cake. She glanced over, and the man, who hadn't spoken over the entire course of the meal, said, "It's for you."
Ji Fanyin accepted the gift with a smile. "Thank you."
Zhao Qi quickly learned from example. "Is the cake to your liking? I'm not too fond of sweet stuff, so…"
"No thanks. I'll feel cloyed if I have a third slice," Ji Fanyin rejected his goodwill.
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Zhao Qi shot a sharp glare at the man sitting on Ji Fanyin's right, only to be ignored once more.
It was then that the organizer of this gathering, Cheng Lin, turned to her sisters around her and laughed, "How hilarious! Nowadays, all it takes is for a person to dress up a little to draw in men with bad eyes."
Ji Fanyin continued digging into her cake, not paying her any heed.
Cheng Lin: "…"
She gritted her teeth and spoke in an even louder voice, "It sure is nice to have a pretty face."
Her loud remark was met with a questioning look from Ji Fanyin, who seemed to be asking, 'Why are you speaking so loudly?' The expression on her face was so innocent that it looked as if she was truly intrigued by Cheng Lin's behavior.
Cheng Lin couldn't take it any longer, so she stood up and confronted her, "Ji Fanyin, do you really need me to spell out your name?"
Ji Fanyin blinked her eyes and asked, "My apologies, but you are…?"
"Drop the act!" Cheng Lin slammed her spoon on the table. "You had the audacity to invite yourself to the gathering I proposed, but you don't even know who I am?"
Ji Fanyin widened her eyes in realization. "You're the organizer? You have done an excellent job choosing the location. This restaurant has excellent food."
"Thank you," replied Cheng Lin subconsciously.
It took a second before she finally snapped out of it and roared furiously, "Why are you saying that? I'm scolding you here!"
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Towards that, Ji Fanyin replied, "Did you scold me? You said that I have a pretty face."
"It's Ji Xinxin's face!" exclaimed Cheng Lin in displeasure.
Ji Fanyin chuckled softly and said, "Yes, I do get commonly misrecognized as her."
Song Shiyu: "…"
Is she talking about me here?
"I probably should mention that I'm actually the older sister here," Ji Fanyin shook her little dessert spoon as she said. "I'm a day older than Xinxin."
"You're a day older?" asked Zhao Qi curiously.
"We happened to be born around midnight. There was half an hour of difference between our times of birth," explained Ji Fanyin.
The woman sitting opposite Ji Fanyin couldn't resist the urge to join the conversation, "That sounds amazing. Doesn't that mean your family celebrates for two consecutive days during your birthdays?"
All of a sudden, Cheng Lin seemed to lose her presence amidst this discussion.
"That's not it. We simply celebrate on her birthday," replied Ji Fanyin.
Zhao Qi: "…"
Cheng Lin: "…"
That single response plunged everyone sitting at the long table into a state of awkwardness. They immediately understood the meaning behind those words. Even Song Shiyu's eyebrows furrowed together a little.
No matter how he looked at it, this was simply too pitiful…
Ji Fanyin finished up her first slice of cake with eyes curled in delight before reaching for the second plate. "I'm the older one here after all. It's only right for me to give in to my younger sister.
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"… I-is that how it is?" asked Zhao Qi hesitantly.
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Cheng Lin slammed the table and shot to her feet, exclaiming, "… Can't you learn to stand up for yourself?"
With those words, she tossed her napkin aside and left the restaurant. Everyone looked at her in astonishment.
Ji Fanyin watched her departing silhouette contemplatively.
Looks like she doesn't bear any ill-will. She's just a candid person with a sharp mouth. This kind of people are often used as sacrificial pawns in imperial harem dramas.
Cheng Lin's friends jumped to their feet and chased after her, leaving an awkward atmosphere lingering over the long table.
Meanwhile, Ji Fanyin calmly finished her second slice of cake before heading to the cashier to foot the bill.
Of course, she was only footing her portion.
It was not easy to earn money after all. While spending money didn't affect the progress of the 'Temptation of Home' app, she wasn't intending to squander it off either.
Zhao Qi offered to drive her home, but Ji Fanyin turned him down saying, "I'm not heading home yet."
"Ah…" Zhao Qi was a little disappointed. "Where are you heading to? Can I come with you?"
Ji Fanyin pondered for a moment before honestly advising him against it, "The place where I'm headed might not interest you."
While she was researching the Western restaurant, she noticed that there was a video retail shop. With the onset of the Digital Age, video retail shops were disappearing at a frightening rate.
As an actress herself, Ji Fanyin had the unsurprising hobby of collecting physical copies of movies. While most people filled their shelves with books, she filled hers with DVDs and tapes that included antiques and exclusives. From a collector's point of view, what she had was worth quite a sum…
… but of course, that was all in her previous life.
She had checked the internet and found that despite both worlds sharing some similarities, this world seemed to have plenty of outstanding films that didn't exist in her previous world. The realization that there was a treasure trove here waiting to be uncovered filled her with excitement.
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"Don't worry about it, I have a broad range of interests!" declared Zhao Qi. "It's hard to say whether I'd like it or not without giving it a try."
Seeing that Zhao Qi was going to the extent of abandoning his car by the roadside, Ji Fanyin felt that there was no reason for her to insist on rejecting him. "Alright."
The video retail shop wasn't too far away—it was only an overhead bridge and traffic light away—so she made her way there on foot.
Just thinking about how she would soon be immersed in an ocean of new films made her footsteps much lighter.
But just as she was waiting for the traffic lights to turn green, she received a call from Song Shiyu. Her eyebrows raised a little as she picked up the call. "Yes?"
"I don't like seeing you dating another man using her face," said Song Shiyu over the phone. "Meet me in half an hour's time."
"I'm afraid that's impossible," Ji Fanyin rejected him right away. "Today's my break day. You should make a reservation in advance if you wish to meet me."
"Do you really think you're that popular?" mocked Song Shiyu. "The one Zhao Qi fancies is Xinxin!"
Ji Fanyin wasn't bothered by his remark. She shot a glance at Zhao Qi before remarking with a heavier tone, "Do you think that he would be the same as you?"
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"…" Song Shiyu fell silent, but Ji Fanyin was still able to hear his hastened breathing noises.
Ji Fanyin chuckled softly. She reverted back to her original tone and said, "I'll be putting my phone on silent mode after this call. Feel free to message me on WeChat if there's anything you need from me. I'll respond to you when I'm free."
She politely waited for a few seconds in case Song Shiyu wanted to say anything before hanging up the phone.
"It's green now, let's go." Zhao Qi seemed a little curious about the phone call. "Is it a call from work?"
Ji Fanyin switched the phone to silent mode before responding to Zhao Qi with a nod. "Yeah, it's from one of my wealthier clients."
What a wonderful movie!, Ji Fanyin thought.
She had bought quite a few blu-ray movies in the video retail store the other day and spent the entire day going through them, even going to the extent of skipping meals and sleep. Other than occasional calls for delivery, she didn't contact anyone.
After watching all of the movies she had on hand in a single shot, she took a nice long nap before finally checking her phone.
Zhao Qi knew that she was watching movies at home, so he dropped a few messages now and then to check if she was done going through them.
There was a missed call from Ji Xinxin, who, as usual, left a voice message behind to ask if she was busy and when it would be convenient to call again.
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Two missed calls from telemarketers too.
Song Shiyu had called her on the day of the gathering, but he didn't follow up with that.
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Well, that was basically how big Ji Fanyin's social circle was.
She responded to Zhao Qi and Ji Xinxin's messages before stretching her back lazily to begin a new day.
She was a little curious about Song Shiyu's unexpected silence, so she decided to access the profile page she had made for him to conduct an in-depth analysis.
Song Shiyu could be considered as a mild perfectionist. He preferred to and would habitually display his flawless side to others, which made those around him think that he was perfect too.
The problem was that there was no such thing as a perfect person in the world.
It was normal for adults to socialize with others with a mask on their face, but Song Shiyu's mask was exceptionally thick. He refused to take it off even before the woman he loved.
It was likely that he was afraid of how others would perceive him once they learned of his imperfections, and this feeling was even stronger when it came to Ji Xinxin.
However, Ji Fanyin had given him the opportunity to allay his fears and immerse himself in the dream scenario where 'Ji Xinxin likes you even if you aren't perfect'.
It should be impossible for Song Shiyu to resist such a temptation.
Is he busy with work?
Ji Fanyin took a look at her bank balance and decided that it was time for her to expand her sources of income.
It just so happened that Zhao Qi responded to her message and began sharing his thoughts on the movies. Quite a few movies that Ji Fanyin bought were recommended by him.
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After chatting for a while, Zhao Qi told her that a new movie had just reached the silver screen and invited her out to watch it on IMAX.
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Ji Fanyin accepted the offer since she didn't have any plans for the day.
She didn't bother dolling herself up since it was just a trip to the cinema, putting on just a casual shirt and a pair of jeans before heading out. When she arrived at the cinema, she found that Zhao Qi was the only one there.
Zhao Qi waved the four tickets in his hand with an awkward smile. "The other two said that they won't be joining us due to some urgent matters. It looks like we're the only ones here."
Ji Fanyin's eyebrows lifted a little. She was used to such petty tricks.
It didn't really matter to her whether Zhao Qi was staging an act or that his two friends were trying to pair them up.
"It would be a waste to miss the movie when we're already here," said Ji Fanyin as she made her way toward the concession stand. "I'll get the snacks since you've already paid for the tickets. What drink do you want?"
Zhao Qi offered to pay, but he was unable to outtalk Ji Fanyin. In the end, they got a two person combo set.
The movie was not bad, and Zhao Qi was a decent film watching partner too.
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When the credits scene finally rolled, the two of them began making their way out of the theater while amicably chatting about the movie. It was then that Ji Fanyin got a feeling that someone was spying on her.
After spending many years as an actress, she was particularly sensitive to cameras directed at her.
She subconsciously swept a glance at her surroundings, but she wasn't able to find anything. Nevertheless, she was still able to fathom a guess about the culprit.
There was one person who had declared that he would be 'keeping an eye on her' just a few days ago.
Bai Zhou is the most likely suspect here. With his personality, it's not entirely impossible for him to pull off something like this.
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"The restaurant I told you about is just below this cinema. Shall we grab a bite? … Ji Fanyin?" Zhao Qi called her.
Ji Fanyin retracted her gaze and took a quick glance at her phone. Then, she replied, "Let's go. I don't have work today anyway. Thanks for recommending this movie to me. I'll treat you for lunch."
Most self-aware suitors understood the meaning behind a woman outright saying words like 'I'll treat you' or 'Let's go dutch'.
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Zhao Qi touched his nose and asked hopefully, "Can I treat you the next time?"
"Sure, if an opportunity allows."
Ji Fanyin didn't slam the lid entirely. It was not as if she was intending to live as a loner here. It would be good if she could make some friends too.
The restaurant Zhao Qi spoke about was a Thai hotpot shop that opened just a few months back. It was extremely popular with many returning customers. Its spicy tom yum goong soup base brought out a nice kick to the seafood.
Over the course of the meal, Ji Fanyin was finally able to locate the secret paparazzi with her sharp instincts. It wasn't Bai Zhou but a middle-aged man who looked average from head to toe.
This middle-aged man entered the store alone shortly after the two of them. It was already weird that someone was having hotpot all on their own, but he was barely eating at all. The biggest giveaway though was him discreetly directing his phone in their direction and snapping a few shots.
He must be the kind of PI who tracks down adultery.
After footing the bill, Ji Fanyin slurped up the last bit of her ice-blended coconut drink before contemplating over what she should do next.
"Shall I drive you home?" asked Zhao Qi.
"I drove here," replied Ji Fanyin as she dangled her car keys before him.
Zhao Qi looked at the logo on the car keys and frowned. "It might be rude of me to say this, but I've been thinking about this ever since you mentioned your birthday in the previous gathering… I remember that Ji Xinxin drives a Porsche. Aren't your parents being a little too biased here?"
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"Cars are just four-wheeled vehicles to me." Ji Fanyin began rising from her seat. "Anything is fine as long as I can drive it around."
As stingy as Ji Fanyin's parents were, they still bought her a BMW worth 300,000 dollars sling with insurance. It wasn't as bad as Zhao Qi was making it out to be.
Zhao Qi walked Ji Fanyin over to her car and paid her parking fees before waving her goodbye.
Ji Fanyin intentionally drove slowly, and soon enough, she spotted a rundown gray car tailing her from a distance away. It should be safe to assume Bai Zhou was already aware of her meeting with Zhao Qi today by this point.
What should I do next?
Ji Fanyin took some time to evaluate the plans she had in mind. In the end, she used her car's Bluetooth to call Song Shiyu. "I'm done with my work now. You called me a few days ago. Were you planning to make a reservation?"
"…" Song Shiyu's voice sounded deeper and less clear than usual. "What were you busy with? Flirting with other men?"
"I don't think that there's any need for me to explain my private affairs to you," said Ji Fanyin as she reversed her car into an empty parking lot along the street. "But lest you think too much into it, I'll answer your question. I have no interest in romance at the moment."
Song Shiyu fell silent.
"It's 9 o'clock," he said. "Meet me at the bar right now."
Ji Fanyin gave the request some thought.
Before she could use the same 'day off' excuse as she did the last time, Song Shiyu added, "I'll pay you twofold."
He's offering a raise?
Ji Fanyin took a look at the time and replied, "Three hours."
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"What about after midnight?"
Ji Fanyin earnestly contemplated this problem and replied, "It'll be fivefold from 12 to 3 and tenfold from 3 to 9."
She needed ample rest, and working overtime ought to be compensated. How else would she find the motivation to work at such ungodly hours?
Her extortionist prices convinced Song Shiyu not to extend the service duration.
She grabbed her phone and said, "Send me the address. I'll head over right now."
"…" Song Shiyu fell silent for yet another brief moment before dropping her the name of a bar. "Find your own way over."
Is it that difficult for you to drop me a location pin?, Ji Fanyin thought.
That being said, she still patiently looked up whatever she heard from Song Shiyu's unclear voice. It took a few tries before she finally found the bar on her GPS. She placed her phone back onto the holder and drove out of her parking spot.
While she was making her way over, a message popped up on her phone. She shot it a glance and saw that Song Shiyu had sent the money over.
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Her eyes then drifted to the rearview mirror. The PI's rundown gray car was still trailing not too far behind her.
She chuckled softly as she wondered how things would develop after this.
I'm getting a little excited. Well, life would be boring without a bit of spice every now and then, right?
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After parking his car, the PI immediately made a call to his client.
"Mr. Bai, there's a change in the situation. I reported to you earlier that Miss Ji was driving back to her apartment after parting ways with that man, but she suddenly stopped by the roadside for a few minutes before abruptly changing her path. She's now heading into a bar. I've already sent the images to your inbox."
On the other end of the call, Bai Zhou had just finished working out. He placed his energy drink on the table and quickly opened his laptop. He clicked into the latest email and browsed through the attached pictures before asking, "She entered the bar alone?"
"Yes, but this bar is members exclusive. Based on our investigation, Miss Ji has never been there before. It's likely that she was invited by someone else."
Bai Zhou looked through the pictures once more, this time paying closer attention to the details aside from Ji Fanyin.
Soon, his eyes fell upon one of the cars in the background of the parking lot, and he frowned.
"That black Audi car parked in the VIP lot. What's its license plate number?"
The PI quickly recited the car's license plate number.
Bai Zhou remembered it was the same license plate number as the car that drove Ji Fanyin back to the Ji Residence just a few days ago. He eyed Ji Fanyin's silhouette in the photo and sneered coldly, "Find out who the owner of the car is."
He then hung up the call and headed off to take a shower.
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Of course, there were ways for Bai Zhou to figure out who the owner of the car was, but the PIs had their own channels too. While it would take a bit of money, it would be much more convenient for him if this investigation didn't alarm anyone around him.
Soon, he received a return call from the PI.
"Mr. Zhou, I've managed to find the owner of the car."
Bai Zhou placed his phone on the table and switched it over to speaker mode before continuing to towel his damp hair. "Who is it?"
The PI sounded a little incredulous at what he had found too. "Song Shiyu."
Bai Zhou's movements froze up. "Someone with the same name?"
"… No, it's the Mr. Song you know of."
It took Bai Zhou two seconds before it finally dawned on him what was happening. He spat out a vulgarity before furiously tossing the towel on the table.
"I'll be heading over right now. Keep a close eye on them. Inform me right away if any of them leaves the bar."
From the moment Bai Zhou saw Ji Fanyin alighting from another man's car the other day, he figured that she had found a man.
Whatever Ji Fanyin was up to was none of his business, but it was clear from her attire that day that she was impersonating Ji Xinxin, which left Bai Zhou no choice but to suspect that she was going around cheating others using Ji Xinxin's name.
Big sis' reputation is at stake here.
So, he got a PI to look into it. It was one thing for Ji Fanyin to flirt with Ji Xinxin's university classmate, but to think that she would actually hook up with Song Shiyu too!
This was the very Song Shiyu who had confessed his love to Ji Xinxin not too long ago!
Bai Zhou was infuriated by the turn of affairs. Despite his still damp hair, he immediately climbed onto his motorcycle and sped his way toward the address sent to him by the PI. He looked almost like a cuckolded husband rushing to a hotel room to catch his adulterous wife in the act.
At the entrance of the bar, a jacked bouncer stepped forward and stopped him. "We don't allow minors in."
Bai Zhou frowned. He snapped a shot of the bouncer's work pass and made a call.
"Hey, Hua Zi. Your family owns K+ Bar, right? Get one of your men to bring me in."
It was not that Bai Zhou couldn't use an even more forceful method to barge in, but that would have been too conspicuous. He didn't want to risk having Song Shiyu and Ji Fanyin learn of his arrival and make an escape in advance. That would render his trip futile.
So, he made a call to an acquaintance, a 'young master' whom he remembered was affiliated with this bar, instead.
Soon, a manager dressed in a suit walked out to bring him in.
The manager welcomed Bai Zhou with a warm smile. "It's an honor to have you here with us today, young master Bai. Would you like me to prepare a compartment room for you today?"
"I'm here to find someone," said Bai Zhou coldly as he glanced at the intoxicated gents and ladies sitting inside the bar. "Where's Song Shiyu?"
The manager was a little taken aback by that question. He asked carefully, "You're here to find Mr. Song?"
"That's right. Did a beautiful lady enter this bar a moment ago to look for him?" sneered Bai Zhou.
Realization struck the manager.
Ah, he has been cuckolded and is here to catch the adulterous couple. Looks like money isn't enough to retain the heart of a woman.
With such thoughts in mind, he said, "Mr. Bai, I'm afraid I can't divulge our customer's information to you. Why don't I get someone to…"
Bai Zhou was in no mood to listen to his rambles. "I'm already being very patient here. Don't test me."
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The manager was put on the spot. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "Mr. Song is someone whom we can't afford to offend. Why don't I bring you to the CCTV room to take a look instead? You can talk to Mr. Song once they are done with their meeting. What do you think?"
Bai Zhou was so anxious to see what shady stuff Song Shiyu and Ji Fanyin were up to that he agreed to the plan right away.
The manager heaved a sigh of relief before bringing Bai Zhou over to the CCTV room.
Humans tended to lose their rationality when drunk, so bars had to be filled with CCTV cameras as a security measure. There was no way a bar as well-known as K+ would slip up on this aspect.
The CCTV room was much quieter than the outside. Bai Zhou walked up to the cluster of screens and began browsing through them to look for Song Shiyu and Ji Fanyin.
The manager was much more experienced than him. It took him only a brief moment before he pointed to one of the screens and said, "There."
Bai Zhou immediately turned his gaze over. The image was slightly blurry, but he could tell right away that the duo sitting side by side in the compartment room were none other than Ji Fanyin and Song Shiyu.
They were really meeting up here!
Bai Zhou's first instinct was to rush into the compartment room and beat them up, but he suddenly thought of something.
Since Song Shiyu has demeaned his feelings for big sis by projecting it onto Ji Fanyin instead, that would make him unqualified to court her anymore. Even if he's just fooling around for the time being, it would still affect big sis' impression of him once she learns about this.
I shouldn't interrupt them. Instead, I should let them meet up with one another more often and capture more evidence of their affair.
Bai Zhou took out his phone and began videotaping the CCTV footage of Song Shiyu and Ji Fanyin. There was no way Song Shiyu would be able to talk his way out of this with such concrete evidence.
The manager stood quietly behind Bai Zhou, pretending as if he couldn't see anything at all.
A while later, Bai Zhou started to feel a little exhausted. He pulled a chair over and took a seat, seemingly resolved to camp it out here. At the same time, he instructed the manager, "Bring me something to drink."
The two of them are likely going to be in there for an hour at minimum. I can't miss even a single frame of them.
The manager quickly brought a few bottles of beer over. Bai Zhou popped one open and began gulping it down while staring intently at the screen.
As he looked at the footage, he started feeling a sense of incongruence.
Why do Ji Fanyin's movements and gestures resemble big sis so much?!
…
"You shouldn't drink so much. It's not good for your body," Ji Fanyin advised.
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She could already tell that Song Shiyu was slightly intoxicated over the phone, and it didn't seem like he had stopped drinking while she was making her way over. Even under the dim lights of the compartment room, it was obvious that his face was reddened.
Of course, she wouldn't mind if Song Shiyu were to knock himself out—that would be extremely convenient for her.
It was just that 'Ji Xinxin' would try to stop him.
Song Shiyu was currently drinking a bottle of Hennessy. There was a pail filled with ice on the table, but he hadn't even bothered to touch it at all. He poured the 40% brandy into his cup and downed it over and over again as if it was no more than iced red tea.
He was just about to pour his next cup when Ji Fanyin suddenly moved the wine bottle away from him. She asked softly, "If there's something on your mind, why don't you tell me about it? I might not be able to solve your problems, but it'll at least make you feel better."
When Song Shiyu's outreached hand failed to grab hold of the wine bottle, he raised his head to look at Ji Fanyin. He listened quietly to her words before suddenly asking a seemingly unrelated question, "… Why did you have to go to France?"
Needless to say, it's because she'd already had her fair share of fun rearing fishes here, so she decided to expand her fishery business overseas.
Ji Fanyin smiled softly. While passing Song Shiyu a glass of water, she circumvented the question and replied, "Aren't I here with you now?"
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Song Shiyu didn't accept the glass of water. He obstinately asked the same question again, "Why did you go to France?"
Realizing that he wouldn't let this matter rest until he received his answer, Ji Fanyin took some time to ponder before answering, "There are too many incredible people around me. I wish to become as incredible as them… as incredible as you. I don't want to be left in the dust. I don't want to just watch your backs from behind."
"… But all I can see now is your back."
Song Shiyu snatched the wine bottle over and silently poured himself half a cup. He raised his head and gulped it down.
"Aren't I already back now?" Ji Fanyin sighed softly. "Are you unwilling to wait for me?"
Song Shiyu raised his head and looked at her with sombreness in his eyes. "Why should I wait for someone who doesn't even like me?"
How would I know what you all are thinking of? Even elementary schoolers nowadays know that spare tyres are doomed to end in tragedy!
"If you have feelings for me too, I'm more than willing to wait for you." Song Shiyu stared at her intently. "But only if you do."
Ji Fanyin met his eyes with an enigmatic smile sitting on her lips. "You wish for me to reciprocate your feelings?"
Song Shiyu twirled the wine cup on the table before finally making up his mind. He nodded affirmatively and said, "Yes, that's right."
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He paused for a moment before adding, "I want Ji Xinxin to like Song Shiyu."
Ji Fanyin jotted down this service request in her mind before replying, "Very well."
Song Shiyu continued staring at her anxiously, almost as if he was silently urging her to get on with it.
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Ji Fanyin immediately made adjustments to fulfill her client's request.
"I…" She lowered her gaze slightly, almost as if she was embarrassed by his intense stare. She bit her lips softly for a moment before she finally found the courage to reveal her feelings. "… I like you too. It's just that my studies are also important to me. I want to be able to stand alongside you as an equal. Can you forgive me for my selfishness?"
Song Shiyu's slightly intoxicated eyes seemed to gleam even brighter than before.
"How could I possibly stay angry at you?" he said with a deep sigh. "I feel like I'd even forget my own name with just a smile from you."
Perhaps it was because his greatest woe had been temporarily resolved, Song Shiyu soon fell asleep on the sofa.
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It wasn't midnight yet, so Ji Fanyin poured herself a cup of water and waited patiently beside Song Shiyu for the strike of midnight.
Most people would instinctively reach for their phones when they had nothing to do, but Ji Fanyin quietly swirled the glass of water in her hand, seemingly hatching a devious plan.
During this period of time, Song Shiyu mumbled some sleep talk, but Ji Fanyin gently loosened the tight wrinkles on his forehead and whispered softly, "Don't worry and sleep. I'm right beside you."
The semi-conscious Song Shiyu tried to grab her hand, but she skillfully dodged it.
Soon, the countdown alarm rang.
Ji Fanyin quickly took out her phone and silenced the alarm. Thanks to her swift response, Song Shiyu wasn't jolted awake by the noise.
Now that her working hours were finally over, her expression immediately loosened up. She leaned back on to the sofa leisurely and pressed the service button to settle the bill.
As a special service for an important client, the least she could do for him was to pay on his behalf first and put it on his tab. Otherwise, she would have to go through the trouble of reaching into his pocket and grabbing his wallet.
"Are you leaving?" The waiter was at a loss for words upon realizing that Ji Fanyin was intending to abandon her companion and leave alone. "What about Mr Song…"
"Call a valet for him. You can put it under his tab; he won't shirk payment," said Ji Fanyin. "Do you know where he lives? I can give you his address if you need it."
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She spoke with such natural grace that the waiter went along with her without any hesitation, almost as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
"It's fine, we do have the addresses of our members in the system…"
"Good." Ji Fanyin directed a nod toward the waiter. Before walking out of the compartment room, she shot a meaningful look at the CCTV camera.
As soon as she walked out, Bai Zhou charged out of the CCTV room to chase after her. However, he'd had too much to drink and found himself unable to walk straight. In the end, he only managed to stop her right after she got into her car.
Ji Fanyin was in the midst of putting on the seatbelt when he knocked on her door. She lowered her car windows and asked calmly, "Young master Bai, you came here for a drink too?"
"Don't put on that innocent act with me," sneered Bai Zhou. He dangled his phone before her and said, "I've already recorded the little tryst you had with Song Shiyu earlier."
"Oh?" Ji Fanyin chuckled softly. "What did you manage to get on camera?"
Bai Zhou clicked his tongue disdainfully. "I've never seen anyone as desperate as you to become a substitute. What can Song Shiyu give you? You should know better than anyone that the one he likes isn't you."
"He can give me money." Ji Fanyin was amused by the question from the young lad. "Didn't I tell you the other day that I was working?"
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After saying her piece, Ji Fanyin lightly pushed off the arm Bai Zhou was resting on her lowered car window. The latter immediately retracted his arm upon her touch, almost as if he was disgusted by her. This allowed her to roll up her car window.
With a smile, she bade him farewell with a wave of her hand, saying, "It's a breach of my professionalism to compromise the privacy of my client. You should ask Song Shiyu if you're that curious."
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