Prosperous Marriage: Unspoken Rules in the Entertainment Industry

Wanwan smiled apologetically at Xiaoxing and Eddie, went out and sent Ji Hang a text message, "Why did you send me flowers? There is also a concert tomorrow, I can't understand such an elegant piano performance. I don’t need a dress, I still have clothes to wear.”

For some reason, her text messages were long-winded and her tone was soft, as if she was being coquettish with someone.It seemed too deliberate to delete the repost, so Gu Wanwan was cruel and pressed the send button.

But Cheng Jihang didn't reply to the text message right away, and then she was busy signing for dress bags and the like, and asked the cleaning lady to come over and help distribute the flowers to each office, so she forgot about it for a while.

Until I saw the familiar black Rolls Royce after get off work.

Wan Wan was startled, and let the driver in uniform open the car door, and stood at the door hesitantly.

With his right leg resting on his left, Ji Hang was gracefully flipping through a black folder in his hand, without even looking up at her, "Aren't you going to come in?"

After hesitating for a while, he bent down and got into the carriage.

"Why are you free to come here again today?" She had nothing to say.

Cheng Jihang looked up at her, "Not welcome?"

How could it be, Mingchen Media was still run by his family, so it was her turn to talk wherever Shaodong wanted to go.

Wanwan shook her head, "No, it's just that you didn't come here two days ago, I thought you went abroad again, or..." She added with a smile to liven up the atmosphere, "Finally regained my sanity, so I don't Come find me for dinner."

Ji Hang was silent for a moment, but decided not to tell her that it was because he vomited up in the hospital after eating the potato cubes from the Mala Tang stall, so he couldn't find time to pick her up for two days.The reason, of course, is that the president, who has always been omnipotent, feels a little ashamed.

He really has no sense of humor, looking at the side face of the man beside him, who is as cold as iron, curling his lips.But after such a long time, she has gotten used to Ji Hang's disorderly switching between violent temper and arrogance and indifference, so she didn't get too depressed, and changed the subject by herself, "Why did you give me so many things all at once?"

He didn't answer, so she continued to talk nonchalantly, "I haven't opened the dress, jewelry and shoes, and I can return them later. But I've already divided up the flowers, and it's impossible for the flower shop to recycle them anyway. "In fact, she secretly unpacked the dress and tried it on in front of the mirror. There was no way, the Valentino dress was too beautiful, and no one knew about it after putting it back anyway.

Cheng Jihang quietly closed the folder in his hand. He didn't care about the flowers. Anyway, he had already sent them out, so this item could be crossed out. As for the dress...he gave a brief instruction to the driver in the front seat.

Wan Wan looked at the luxury store outside the door, looked at Ji Hang suspiciously, "Do you want to buy something?"

"It's not me, it's you." Cheng Jihang refused the driver, walked to her side, opened the door for her, and covered the roof of the car with his palm in a gentlemanly manner.

"Me?" Although she was a little strange, Ji Hang had already put on a pose, so she had no choice but to get out of the car, "But I don't have anything to buy." Moreover, the prices of the things here are far beyond her affordability.

"Gowns, jewelry, purses...everything you need to watch a concert." Ji Hang asked her to hold his arm, and replied coldly.