Sweet seduction: The petite lady

Chapter 198 Don't accept the apology

"You don't have that chance."

Qinghe was choked up and didn't speak for a while. Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Du Sen hurriedly smoothed things over, trying to save the situation.

"Mr. Ji, it's like this. We Qinghe posted a Weibo on the Internet yesterday, but it was over-interpreted by netizens."

"Actually, she doesn't mean to be disrespectful to Madam, and she doesn't have the ability to compete with Madam. We are here today to apologize to Madam."

Hearing this, Ji Heng raised his eyes and glanced at Qinghe, but Qinghe's heart was moved by just a dull look.

But Boss Ji is not something she can imagine.

"Who are you from her?"

Du Sen quickly answered, "I'm her manager."

The designer's agent, heh, fresh.

Ji Heng raised the corner of his mouth, and said directly: "I don't accept the apology."

Afterwards, the gate of the villa was closed, no matter how Du Sen yelled from behind, it was of no avail.

After Ji Heng's figure disappeared from sight, the smile on Du Sen's face disappeared completely, he was furious, and pointed his finger at her from top to bottom, which meant a kind of contempt.

"Qinghe, can you be sober? What were you doing just now? What were you doing without apologizing?"

Qing He lowered his head guiltyly, Du Sen's chest heaved up and down in anger, and said: "You can't stay in this circle anymore, pack up and get out as soon as possible."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about Qinghe's reaction, and walked away.

Qinghe hurriedly chased after him.

"Brother, brother, wait for me...how can you leave me like this..."

The sound echoed in the quiet villa area, which was a bit annoying, but no one noticed a pair of eyes on the second floor opposite.

After Ji Heng returned to the room, Song Shixu saw him coming in, looked up and asked, "Who is it?"

Boss Ji didn't change his face, he was serious.

"Ask for directions."

Song Shixu nodded without doubt.

Seeing that the water on the table didn't move at all, Ji Heng walked over, picked up the cup on the table, and handed it to her.

"Drink some water."

Song Shixu nodded, took the water glass, and gulped down half of it.

Ji Heng took it, stretched out his hand to pinch her small face, raised his chin, and asked, "How is today?"

"Still not working, but I'm practicing the basics."

Ji Heng nodded in satisfaction, and was relieved to see that Song Shixu finally stopped rushing forward.

Ji Heng took the glass and refilled it with water, and put it on the table again. Seeing Song Shixu's concentration, his eyes were full of smiles.

A week passed quickly. The popularity of this press conference and competition remained high. Many netizens even started counting down the clock. .

On the day of the press conference, the venue that could accommodate thousands of people was full of heads, and many people stood on both sides and the last aisle without being able to grab a seat.

There are also a large number of reporters and spectators outside the venue.

Especially when Ji Heng and Song Shixu's car arrived, a large number of reporters rushed up, as if seeing gold.

Although there were security guards to maintain order, they couldn't stop the restless crowd at all. Ji Heng hugged Song Shixu's waist and protected him in his arms, facing the reporters' questions without saying a word.

After arriving at the venue, Song Shixu, Ji Heng, and Qing He were arranged in the same lounge to make preparations.

Qinghe had been waiting there a long time ago, and when she saw them coming in, her eyes fell on Ji Heng.

(End of this chapter)