"No need!" Ji Wenyue forced herself to remain calm, a faint blush coloring her slender neck. "I believe you."
She felt like crying, wishing she hadn't asked that question if Xing Yuan was going to use such methods to prove her sincerity.
Xing Yuan clicked her tongue regretfully. Why had her sister suddenly stopped being so stubborn?
But...
Xing Yuan smiled sweetly and stepped forward to help Ji Wenyue with her makeup. As she helped, she casually reminded her, "Since you're done with your work, let's go home together after you take off your makeup!"
Ji Wenyue stiffened, sensing something. She pursed her lips and made an excuse, "I have to meet a brand representative tonight, so it's inconvenient."
"Is that so?" Xing Yuan curved her lips and opened her phone, showing Ji Wenyue her recent schedule.
"Sister, you're really not being good. You don't even tell me the truth. But I, your boss, am well-prepared and know your schedule better than anyone!"
Xing Yuan grinned triumphantly, then looked down and saw Ji Wenyue's annoyed eyes. "Who gave you permission to pry into these things?"
"Well! Whether it's for public or private reasons, I have the right to know your whereabouts!"
Ji Wenyue was speechless. She first mentally scolded her own agent, then put on a pure and innocent smile when facing Xing Yuan. "Let's forget about it today! I have scenes to film tomorrow."
Xing Yuan smiled enigmatically and whispered into Ji Wenyue's ear, "Sister~ I'm the boss! I'll ask for your leave, who dares to say no!"
Ji Wenyue struggled with all her might, but ultimately failed. She simply couldn't deal with Xing Yuan, who had no shame.
She was shameless enough, but Ji Wenyue wasn't.
The end result was that Xing Yuan returned to the hotel with Ji Wenyue.
At the hotel, they naturally did what couples should do.
Besides tricking her way in, Xing Yuan also managed to pin her wife down several times, which could be considered a life well-lived.
The next day, they spent some time being affectionate in the hotel and then browsed their phones.
"How about we go out and have some fun?" Xing Yuan asked enthusiastically.
Ji Wenyue clutched her waist and glared at Xing Yuan, saying angrily, "I'm not going."
How could she go out looking like this?
She was still a celebrity. She didn't mind if people knew about her relationship with Xing Yuan, but no matter what, she should be the one on top, right? How could she let others see her in such a pathetic state?
Xing Yuan's eyebrows drooped in disappointment. She leaned into Ji Wenyue's embrace and pouted, "Sister~ Please, go with me~"
Ji Wenyue firmly refused, "No! Next time." She'd go out when she had the chance to torment Xing Yuan next time. She couldn't face anyone right now.
Xing Yuan pouted, a flicker of light swirling in her eyes. She turned her captivating gaze and offered a sweet kiss.
Ji Wenyue remained unmoved. To think that such a small favor would make her go out and embarrass herself was wishful thinking.
"Alas! I was originally going to pick out a wedding dress for someone, but it seems that's no longer appropriate!"
Xing Yuan sighed, stood up with a cold expression, but kept glancing at Ji Wenyue from the corner of her eye.
Hearing this, Ji Wenyue's pupils constricted, and she unconsciously pursed her lips, seemingly weighing whether to compromise.
After a moment, she hooked her arm around Xing Yuan's and said awkwardly, "Since that's the case, then let's go!"
Xing Yuan smiled like a fox. The wedding dress shop she chose had the best privacy. Although she might not be able to give her a grand wedding, others could, and her own sister deserved one too.
Upon arriving at the wedding dress shop, Ji Wenyue excitedly tried on wedding dresses, while Xing Yuan enthusiastically commented.
Although she thought every dress was beautiful, buying every single one seemed a bit much, so Xing Yuan decided: she would buy the entire wedding dress shop.
This way, her sister could wear any dress she wanted in the future.
Xing Yuan: She really was very clever! (◕v∀v◕)
Ji Wenyue had to act, it was her job and her passion, and Xing Yuan wouldn't stop her.
She had just finished dealing with a backlog of work at the company a few days ago, so she was relatively free. However, after only a couple of days of leisure, as if someone couldn't stand it, she received a call from her parents.
The first thing they said was: "Come back, we need to discuss your marriage."
Xing Yuan looked at the hung-up phone with a bewildered expression. She then realized that Xing Can must have reported her to them, otherwise, they wouldn't have remembered this unrelated engagement.
"Xing Can, was it you?" Xing Yuan angrily called Xing Can.
"Yes!" Xing Can proudly admitted.
He said kindly, "Sister, I merely reminded them. Besides, I've inquired, and that person has a decent character. You won't be bullied if you marry them."
"This is for your own good, sister! You need to quit while you're not too far gone. Perhaps your sexual orientation can still be corrected!" Xing Can's voice was filled with schadenfreude.
Xing Yuan was furious. "You dog brother, does it matter to you who I like? Can you stop bothering me all day? What good will it do you if you push me too far? Do you think bringing them into this will suppress me?"
The smile on Xing Can's lips disappeared, and he said coldly, "What can I do? We both like the same woman."
"If that doesn't work, I'll send you to a conversion therapy center. I'd be happy to pay for it, brother."
Xing Yuan's expression turned completely cold. Xing Can was truly too self-important.
Her voice was calm and devoid of emotion. "Brother, I'll be back tomorrow. I hope you're ready to face my wrath."
"I'll be waiting," Xing Can provoked again.
Very well, Xing Yuan thought expressionlessly. It seems it's time to show them some muscle, so they don't always think the company I founded has no standing.
In reality, if she were to go all out and target the group, with the help of some opposing forces, the chances of bringing down the group were quite high.
Although Xing Can spoke casually, he knew his sister's capabilities. He had heard too many praises for his sister since he was young. Whenever he performed less excellently than her, his sister's achievements would be brought up and repeated to him.
Especially from their mother. She favored sons over daughters and believed that anything a girl could do, a boy could do, and do it better. With Xing Yuan already excelling, she had even higher expectations for her son.
He did want to surpass his sister, but he would never fight a battle he wasn't prepared for.