Pampered by My Ex's Cousin

Chapter 465 - 457 Transformation (Part 20)

She had even made a vicious promise to dominate the headlines with Mr. Qi the next day, recalling last night’s call connected to Mr. Qi’s studio, where Mr. Qi personally admitted that he and Miss Ji were well acquainted and perfectly fit the image of the "Goddess" they envisaged.’

After reading the news content, Ji Anning nearly spat blood.

What in the world was Qi Helian playing at?

Ji Anning frowned, hesitated for a moment, then got out of bed, turned on the computer, and found Qi Helian’s mobile number in the backup emails on her phone, and called it.

Having filmed until after one in the morning and then getting up early to catch a plane, Qi Helian fell asleep as soon as he got into the car.

He didn’t know how long his phone on the side had been vibrating before he opened his eyes. The vibration had stopped. This was his private number.

He groggily reached for the phone, originally planning to get back to sleep after a quick glance. But the two words ’Anning’ instantly swept his drowsiness away.

He rubbed his bleary eyes and was just about to call Ji Anning back when she called again.

"Yes, this is Qi Helian," Qi Helian answered the phone, putting it to his ear, his voice lazy, clearly just awakened.

Ji Anning spoke apologetically from the other end, "I’m sorry for interrupting Mr. Qi’s rest. I just wanted to ask why Mr. Qi would do such a thing?"

Qi Helian knew what Ji Anning was referring to. He shifted his body, pulled up the seat to lean on, and then scoffed coldly in reply, "Am I supposed to slap you in the face instead?"

His tone was laced with a sneer that seemed half-hearted.

Ji Anning also scoffed, "Ha, so Mr. Qi, you’re helping me? You pity me?"

Even in self-mockery, her inherent coldness and pride could not be shed.

Qi Helian couldn’t quite describe what he was feeling, just that he really wanted to dent Ji Anning’s edge, "Do you even understand your current situation?"

Officially, it was for Ji Chicheng.

But the restlessness in his heart was inexplicable, thinking not only of Ji Chicheng’s recent depression, but also the intimate photos of Ji Anning and Mr. Li Si at the hot springs.

He pulled at his collar, and without waiting for Ji Anning to speak, he continued coldly, "You really don’t need to be so conceited. It was nothing more than a small effort on my part. Since you’ve deliberately cast everything aside to enter this circle, you’re no different than anyone else."

What he meant was that like everyone else, she wanted to take shortcuts by creating hype or following unspoken rules.

But as soon as he uttered these words with humiliating undertones, he regretted them deeply, feeling a great sense of heartache.

"Ha!" Ji Anning laughed on the end, saying, "Well, I really should thank Mr. Qi for helping me out like this."

"Anning, I..."

Qi Helian regretted his words and softened, but before he could speak, Ji Anning interrupted, "Thank you, Mr. Qi, for not slapping my face. You’re right, I’m no different than anyone else. I, too, want to follow the unspoken rules; it’s just that nobody has propositioned me yet. If Mr. Qi doesn’t mind, a phone call and I’ll be there."

By the end, her voice was almost choked.

Without another word, she hung up immediately, threw her phone to the far side of the bed, and buried her head under a cup.

’Since you’ve cast everything aside to enter this circle, you’re no different than anyone else.’

That was Ji Anning, all along.

Qi Helian had merely spoken more bluntly.

Think of those scandal-ridden top female stars, who doesn’t shine brightly on stage, still adored by countless people?