“Let me carry your bag for you?”
Sun Jiadong reached out to take Su Tian’s bag, but she pulled it back.
“No need, I can manage.”
To be honest, if Sun Jiadong had been a bit more enthusiastic toward Su Tian when they first checked in outside, she might have considered him a friend. But he wasn’t—whether at the sculpture plaza, during the group photo on the lawn, or while parading, there was no interaction at all.
He only approached Su Tian before the cosplay started and after it ended, when there were no fans around.
His intentions were clear, and so were Su Tian’s.
Su Tian walked ahead, with Sun Jiadong trailing behind. She walked quickly, hoping to shake him off.
When Sun Jiadong saw no one around, he stopped Su Tian. “Did I do something to upset you?”
“First, we’re not close, so please don’t act like we are. Second, we’re not going the same way, and I don’t need you to accompany me. Third, please stop following me.”
“Why?”
“Do I need a reason?”
“Yes.”
“Who do you think you are to demand one?”
Sikong Ji was about to enter the venue when he heard the sound of an argument. The voice sounded somewhat familiar, and when he looked, he recognized the figure.
“Su Tian?”
Hearing her name, Su Tian turned and saw Sikong Ji, whose presence seemed to shine even in the darkness.
Su Tian quickly walked over to Sikong Ji. He glanced down at her before looking up and sizing up the man who was bothering her.
Seeing Su Tian walk over to another man—one who looked intimidating—Sun Jiadong felt annoyed but didn’t dare say anything. He could only leave reluctantly.
After the man left, Sikong Ji turned to Su Tian. “Your taste is a bit questionable.”
Su Tian: “?”
“It’s not what you think.”
“Then what is it?”
“It’s definitely not what you think.”
[Ding, Sikong Ji’s Affection Value +10. Sikong Ji’s current Affection Value is 20.]
Sikong Ji glanced at Su Tian’s outfit. “So this is what you meant by a business trip?”
“Yes, but it’s over now. I’m heading back to the hotel to rest.”
“I’ll have Li Ming take you.”
“No need to trouble Assistant Li. I can manage on my own. Are you busy?”
“Yes.”
“Then go ahead. I’ll head back first.”
“Want to add each other as friends?”
Su Tian was stunned. Sikong Ji was taking the initiative to add her as a friend? Was this some kind of incredible stroke of luck?
“Yes.”
Su Tian immediately took out her phone and scanned his code to add him as a friend. Hehe.
Once they were connected, Sikong Ji put his phone away. “Come with me inside. I’ll take you back later.”
“Huh?” Was this really happening? “Okay.”
Sikong Ji walked ahead, with Su Tian following behind. He led her all the way to the front of the venue. When Assistant Li saw Su Tian, he blinked in surprise.
“Take her to sit in the back.”
“Yes, President.”
“Miss Su, this way.”
Su Tian glanced at Sikong Ji before following Assistant Li.
“I waved at you from below the stage earlier. Why didn’t you respond?”
“Huh? I didn’t see you.”
“I never imagined your business trip was to attend our company’s ten-year anniversary celebration for the game.”
Wow, so Tianyou was actually Sikong Ji’s company. A single six-yuan skin could bring in hundreds of millions a year—no wonder Sikong Ji’s Purple Luck was 90.
Wait, Qi Mo’s Purple Luck seemed to be 95 too. Damn.
“Wait here. I’ll call you when it’s over.”
“Okay.”
Su Tian was seated on the sofa at the very edge.
Not far away, President Zhang saw Su Tian being seated on a sofa by Assistant Li, and his expression turned somewhat unpleasant.
Originally, when his assistant said Su Tian didn’t know her place, he was a bit angry and planned to pull some strings behind the scenes. But before he could even start, he saw Assistant Li from Sikong Ji’s side walking together with Su Tian.
“Feeling foolish now?” The executive beside President Zhang, not wanting the situation to be too mild, added fuel to the fire.
President Zhang glared at the person beside him with a grim expression.
“Think about how you’ll apologize to Sikong Ji later?”
“Maybe it’s just a coincidence.”
“Would it be a coincidence if Li Ming was sent to arrange it? You’re just being stubborn.”
Later, those who sat near Su Tian nodded politely to her. They had seen it—Su Tian was seated there by Assistant Li of the Si Group. No matter what, even if they didn’t befriend her, they couldn’t afford to offend her.
Su Tian looked at Sikong Ji, who was seated at the largest central sofa table. The people at the central table were cautiously trying to please him, while Sikong Ji chatted casually with those around him. Was this the demeanor of someone in a high position?
Sikong Ji didn’t wait for the party to end. He left as it was nearing its conclusion, taking Su Tian with him.
As usual, Assistant Li went to get the car, but this time, something was different—Sikong Ji took the driver’s seat, Su Tian sat in the passenger seat, and Assistant Li was off duty.
On the way back to the hotel.
“When are you returning to Shanghang?”
“Tomorrow.”
“Hungry?”
“Yes.”
Sikong Ji turned the car into a small alley and parked at the entrance. Su Tian found it familiar.
“This is the back door of Shantang Restaurant.”
No wonder it looked so familiar.
Sikong Ji led Su Tian into Shantang Restaurant through the back door. Instead of sitting in the main hall, they entered a private room.
Without Sikong Ji even ordering, the restaurant had already prepared the dishes he wanted.
Sikong Ji handed the menu to Su Tian. “See if there’s anything else you’d like to eat.”
Su Tian took the menu and set it aside. “I’m not picky.”
For a moment, the air in the quiet room felt awkward.
“I remember you said you’re a video streamer?”
“Yes.” Su Tian opened her Kuaiyin app and handed it to Sikong Ji. He took it, glanced through it briefly, and returned it to her.
“Doesn’t seem like it.”
“Doesn’t seem like what?”
“Your videos and your personality are quite different.”
“How do you know this isn’t my real personality?”
“Your eyes are very clear.”
She really wanted to say that eyes could deceive too.
“I’ll take that as a compliment, then. So, Mr. Si, would you like to follow me?”
Seeing the sparkle in Su Tian’s eyes, he felt like teasing her. “No.” Although Sikong Ji refused verbally, he followed Su Tian’s account on his phone.
Hearing the rejection, Su Tian pouted. “Fine.”
Seeing Su Tian a bit unhappy, Sikong Ji raised his phone slightly. “Followed.”
“How could you lie?”
“I thought you were easy to fool, so I did.”
“I’m not easy to fool at all.”
Sikong Ji looked at the proud Su Tian, a faint smile curling at the corner of his lips.
When the dishes arrived, the two chatted while eating. Just this once, Su Tian felt she had grown much closer to Sikong Ji.
On the way back, Su Tian hummed a tune cheerfully.
“You sing very well.”
“Thank you. I know I sing well.”
Sikong Ji merely chuckled softly, not refuting Su Tian’s words, but his silence didn’t mean the System wouldn’t argue.
“Shameless.”
“Self-obsessed sounds better than shameless. Next time, please say self-obsessed.”
“You’re being picky now?”
“If I can be picky, why shouldn’t I?”
“Sikong Ji’s Affection Value has reached 20, Host. How did you manage that?”
“I didn’t do anything this time.”
“Huh? The Affection Value rises when you do nothing, but doesn’t budge when you try everything? What kind of logic is that?”
“I’d like to know too.”
“Host, whatever the logic, the rise in Affection Value is a good thing. Once it reaches 40, you’ll receive an Achievement Gift Pack, and then you’ll strike it rich.”
“For the sake of striking it rich, keep it up.”