Chapter 432
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Lin Qi was dumbfounded.
"He's not my sugar daddy. I'm not a mistress," Ye Shengge said, feeling her eyes burning. "He's my husband. We've already gotten our marriage certificate. "
She had once thought that her marriage with Ji Shiting was ridiculous, and it wouldn't last long, so she didn't want to tell anyone about her real relationship with Ji Shiting.
But now, she suddenly felt that the word "sugar daddy" was so harsh.
Lin Qi looked shocked. "I … I heard from Brother Tianyi that he's … He's Ji …"
"That's right." Ye Shengge nodded with a smile. "He's Ji Shiting."
Although Ji Shiting kept a low profile and had never been exposed in the media, his name was well-known to ordinary people.
Thus, it was no wonder that Lin Qi was so shocked.
After all, being Ji Shiting's lover and being Ji Shiting's wife weren't on the same level.
"Sister Shengge, you're amazing!" Lin Qi exclaimed and looked at her. "How did you do it?"
Ye Shengge suddenly felt guilty seeing how Lin Qi looked up to a great man.
How did she do it?
Um … Because she was shameless enough.
Ye Shengge coughed and said, "We'll talk about that later. Let's go back first. "
She pulled Lin Qi back to the studio with pink bubbles in her eyes and said goodbye to Chen Anzhi and John.
John was rather regretful, and Chen Anzhi arranged a time to meet him again.
Ye Shengge smiled, picked up her bag and left the studio.
She thought Ji Shiting would be waiting for her outside the studio, but the corridor from the studio to the elevator was still empty.
Ye Shengge gritted her teeth.
Lin Qi also noticed something. She scratched her hair and said, "Um, Sister Shengge, will you … Mr. Ji …"
"No," Ye Shengge said confidently. "He's definitely here for me!"
That man had met Ling Yutong at the elevator, and they could chat for a while. After all, Ling Yutong still insisted that he was Little Zheng's father, and she would probably pester him.
However, it had been so long, and they weren't done yet?
Of course, she could interrupt them like she did at the teahouse, but … she didn't want to do that.
Perhaps it was because she didn't have enough confidence, or perhaps it was because … she didn't want to show that she cared about him too much.
She was afraid that if she relied on him too much, he would start to get bored. After all, to a hunter, the most interesting thing was the process of hunting. Once the prey was in their hands, perhaps the prey itself wasn't important anymore.
But she wasn't willing to just wait.
Ye Shengge thought for a bit, took out her phone and called Ji Shiting.
The call connected quickly, and the man said with a smile, "Shengge?"
"It's me." Ye Shengge licked her lips. "Did I disturb you? Didn't you tell me to call you if something happened? "
"No," the man answered. "What's wrong?"
"I'm in trouble." Ye Shengge rolled her eyes. "The photographer is very satisfied with me, but … he's too satisfied. He seems to be interested in me!"
She had thought that Ji Shiting would be very angry. Unexpectedly, he chuckled and said in a lazy tone, "Impossible."
"Why not?"
"He's gay."
Ye Shengge was speechless.
"Just say it if you miss me." He chuckled. "I'm with Yanze. I'll go look for you now. Don't worry. "
Huh? He had just been talking to Ling Yutong a few minutes ago!
Ye Shengge wanted to smash her phone!
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