Anyway, she’s already moved into Jing Jihan’s apartment. The source of this content ɪs NoveIꜰire.net Shi Su lay on the unbelievably soft big bed, glanced at the time. It was almost midnight. She wasn’t sure if she’d disturb his rest, but recalling his goodnight message sent an hour ago... From the evening at Yuezhi Donglai Hotel to the encounter with those two drunk men in the neighborhood, and then packing up her things for such a long time, honestly, even if she was really tired, her mind couldn’t help but be affected by these events, making her feel uneasy. Yet those two words instantly gave her a strong sense of calm. Strangely, it made her feel completely at peace. She opened the WeChat input box and replied: [Good night. (moon)] Adding a small moon emoji, she was satisfied and was about to put down the phone. But suddenly she paused, looking at it again. Jing Jihan’s WeChat avatar was still that default white background with a gray faceless half-body figure. His account didn’t seem newly registered, so has he never used it? Could it be he doesn’t even know how to change his avatar? In contrast to her own pink princess avatar that Shi Mianmian set, Jing Jihan’s cold and seemingly unfriendly avatar now inexplicably had a unique cuteness. Shi Su raised an eyebrow. Well, considering he didn’t make her sleep on the street, she benevolently decided to teach him. Jing Jihan was in the study, having a remote video discussion with the criminal investigation professor Qin Zhifeng far away at the FBI Federal Bureau of Investigation in United States Washington, talking about the recent financial fluctuations in Washington and globally due to the protests caused by the mishandling of a case by the U.S. police. The phone screen on the desk lit up once, displaying Shi Su’s name. He raised his hand to the screen, motioning for Qin Zhifeng to pause, then picked up the phone and glanced at it. First, seeing Shi Su’s rare goodnight message, followed by several screenshots she had sent. Opening them, they were tutorials she found online on how to change a WeChat avatar, carefully captured in parts, sent one by one. Shi Su continued to send screenshots, eventually sending a tutorial on how to find a suitable avatar online. Finally, she said: [Okay, if you have any questions, feel free to ask me.] Seeing those so-called avatar changing guide screenshots she carefully captured, Jing Jihan chuckled lightly. On the opposite side of the video, Qin Zhifeng took a sip of the black coffee at hand, glancing at Jing Jihan in the video. He noticed this usually emotionless cold-blooded person surprisingly showing a faintly gentle expression while looking at the phone. Qin Zhifeng couldn’t help but raise his cold and sharp brows, casually teasing with a slow and relaxed tone, "What’s on your phone? Worth laughing over so late at night alone in the study?" Jing Jihan put down his phone, and responded with a light question, "Why start drinking black coffee? Quit smoking?" Qin Zhifeng also placed the coffee cup on the table, staring across the screen at the man whose face rarely showed a shred of humanity. But Jing Jihan only showed that slight humanity just when looking at his phone; when it came to being unsociable, he still remained stubbornly unsociable, his languid words like a sharp arrow piercing straight to the heart. Why quit smoking suddenly, for whom after all? How suddenly he’s available for transatlantic connections and even leisurely enough to drink black coffee at home. Qin Zhifeng ignored the irony in his words because this wasn’t their time for chit-chat, and soon the conversation returned to the previous topic. The next morning, Shi Su turned over in bed. Before, her bed at home was quite comfortable, but this one was even softer, unbelievably soft, allowing her to sleep soundly until dawn, so comfortable that she had no dreams throughout the night. If she didn’t have to rush to the set today, she would have loved to lie on this bed all day, or even forever. Reluctantly, she got up to wash up, thinking suddenly while shampooing that Mianmian was still staying at the kindergarten. Now, if she moved away from her previous residence, the kindergarten would also have to change. On the way to the set, Shi Su kept looking up kindergartens near Kaixing Mansion in the car. Kindergartens in the city center aren’t cheap. Public ones are better, but they don’t allow children to stay overnight, while there are only two private kindergartens nearby, ridiculously expensive, basically equivalent to elite kindergartens. If Shi Su weren’t so busy recently, Mianmian wouldn’t need to stay at the kindergarten every now and then. But now she frequently had night scenes and couldn’t make it back in time, and Mrs. Qin was still in her hometown and hadn’t returned... Shi Su called Mrs. Qin, asking how long it would take for her to return to Jiang City. Knowing she’d taken a long leave, Mrs. Qin felt slightly embarrassed, promising to return within two weeks at the latest. For these two weeks, she couldn’t let Mianmian continue at the previous kindergarten, especially since Wen Ke had warned there’s suspicious activity in that vicinity. The main reason for leaving the previous residence was to protect Shi Mianmian’s life from being disrupted by chaotic media influences. Upon reaching the set, Jun, with dark circles under her eyes, cornered her in the nanny van— "The endorsement we agreed on just vanished, all my efforts, my money!" Jun sat in the car, reaching out to shake Shi Su’s neck vigorously, "Do you know what happened before I left Yuezhi Donglai Hotel last night? That KC’s Mr. Meng seemed to receive some heavy blow from somewhere, and after returning to the private room, he just kept drinking, crying while drinking, highly emotional. I only managed to sneak away when they weren’t paying attention, but this endorsement is definitely gone!" Shi Su quickly rescued her neck from Jun’s grasp, raising her hand to rub her throat, which had been pinched painfully. She coughed and then asked, "What hit him so hard?" Jun pulled a long face, "I don’t know, but he looked particularly hopeless. But could he be more hopeless than me? Your first endorsement title! It’s just gone like that!" Shi Su’s current endorsement fee isn’t high; Jun valued the endorsement title. Although it was just a line of face masks, it was indeed a good start for Shi Su’s current commercial resources, yet it was squandered in the cradle. Not only did Jun cry when she saw her in the morning. In the afternoon, she suddenly started wailing in the nanny van while holding her phone. "KC these people are really dogs!" Jun cursed, "They called me only this morning to cancel the cooperation, and by one in the afternoon, they announced Xia Yilin as the endorser for their new masks and creams! Posters were released, clearly pre-shot materials! They had Xia Yilin shoot their promotional posters early on, so why did they even approach us a few days ago? Were they just playing with us?" Shi Su lifted her lashes and looked at the poster Jun mentioned. The poster of Xia Yilin slightly lifting her chin was obviously pre-shot for the mask ad, equivalent to KC having initially intended to go with Xia Yilin. "So dog!" Jun was fuming, "It’s simply outrageous!"