My Wealthy Ex-Girlfriend Knelt and Begged Me to Come Back [Entertainment Industry] - Chapter 60

On the sofa lay a tall woman with long legs, so long they nearly couldn’t fit on the sofa, loosely draped over its edge.

On the wooden floor, another woman was sleeping on a yoga mat, eyes tightly shut, seemingly resting.

Someone had followed her home last night and stubbornly stayed.

Without permission, these two had spent the night in the living room.

Ji Jiayu: “…”

Ji Jiayu took two deep breaths to ensure she wasn’t imagining things. She leaned one hand against the wall, rubbed her forehead with the other, and said,

“What are you doing here?”

“We sent you home last night…” Qiu Miaoran lay on the sofa, letting out a soft cough as she slowly sat up. Her voice was low and hoarse, clearly from a lack of sleep.

Indeed, she hadn’t slept well.

She and Lin Qiaoxuan had argued over who would stay behind to take care of the drunk Ji Jiayu. In the end, neither left.

Ji Jiayu may have eaten something cold at the banquet and drank alcohol; in the early hours, she had vomited while holding the bedside.

The two women had cleaned up carefully, wiping Ji Jiayu’s delicate face… but dared not loosen her clothing.

The girl lay quietly, pure and almost sacred, stirring emotions in the heart, yet the presence of others made it inappropriate to touch her.

Half-awake, half-asleep, Ji Jiayu’s foot, painted with crimson nail polish, kicked off the blanket.

She slept restlessly, curling her legs and shifting the thin apricot-colored nightdress upward, exposing part of herself, making it even more difficult for others to approach her.

Ji Jiayu, expression cold, walked past Lin Qiaoxuan lying on the yoga mat. Her fair foot stepped onto the sofa beside Qiu Miaoran.

She bent down, hooked her fingers at Qiu Miaoran’s collar, then let go.

The snap of the collar hitting her neck echoed.

Her almond-shaped eyes widened like a wary cat, glaring at the intruder in her territory.

“This is not a welcoming place… Qiu Zong… be careful or I’ll report you for trespassing…”

“And… I just remembered something when I woke up. Last time, you were the one who helped me home, right?”

Qiu Miaoran swallowed instinctively. The slight tickle from Ji Jiayu’s fingers brushing her collar spread along her throat.

Her gaze slowly fell to the girl’s nightdress, revealing glimpses of pale skin and subtle curves. She could barely tell if Ji Jiayu wore anything underneath.

Qiu Miaoran’s dark lashes quivered. She lowered her eyes, seemingly overwhelmed, like a guilty dog, captivated by what she saw.

Every exposed inch of Ji Jiayu’s skin seemed to silently seduce, making her heart pound.

Unable to bear it any longer, Qiu Miaoran clenched her fingers on the sofa, slowly stood, and said,

“I was the one who brought you home last time, when you fainted in the elevator. Don’t worry, I didn’t do anything, just fulfilled a friend’s duty.”

“Were you following me?” Ji Jiayu glared at her, voice cold.

“Qiu Zong?”

“I wasn’t…”

Ji Jiayu pursed her lips, pushing Qiu Miaoran’s back with surprising strength, and shoved her out the door, along with her shoes.

The door slammed shut.

Ji Jiayu peeked through the peephole, seeing Qiu Miaoran’s figure slowly disappear, and finally exhaled, relieved to have sent this “big Buddha” away.

She turned to Lin Qiaoxuan on the yoga mat, crouching beside her.

“Did she do anything to you?”

Lin Qiaoxuan looked wronged, lips trembling, eyes misty and wet.

“Qiu Zong bullied me…”

Ji Jiayu felt a chill down her spine, her lips quivering, fingers curling. The feelings were indescribable, a mess of shock and disappointment.

Though Lin Qiaoxuan was a talented businesswoman and tall, she appeared delicate, easily pushed over, a gentle younger sister in Ji Jiayu’s eyes.

Even if someone was a brute, they shouldn’t lay hands on Lin Qiaoxuan.

Lin Qiaoxuan buried her head in Ji Jiayu’s chest, small shoulders shaking as she whimpered.

“She took the sofa and made me sleep on the floor.”

Ji Jiayu’s heart slowly eased. She raised her hand, gently stroking Lin Qiaoxuan’s hair.

“It’s okay… don’t worry. I won’t let her in again.”

Lin Qiaoxuan nodded softly, lowering her head, sitting back on the yoga mat, her nose brushing Ji Jiayu’s chest. She smelled the faint fragrance of a girl fresh from a bath, mixed with body wash—very pleasant.

From this angle, Ji Jiayu couldn’t see her face clearly, but Lin Qiaoxuan’s lips curved subtly in a brief, playful smile.

Ji Jiayu straightened, her apricot-colored nightdress slipping to cover her pale knees as she shifted her legs, still numb from crouching.

“I’ll go shower first… I smell bad, still have alcohol and vomit on me. Did I throw up a lot last night?”

“Not too much,” Lin Qiaoxuan murmured, thinking.

“You were very cute last night…”

For some reason, Ji Jiayu’s shoulders twitched, chest rising slightly. “Cute…”

“Have you eaten breakfast? I’ll make sandwiches for you…”

“I only know how to make this, or I can go downstairs and buy some for you?”

Lin Qiaoxuan nodded happily. “I like whatever you like, everything you like, I like too~”

She rolled up the yoga mat neatly and stored it in the corner.

“I’ll wait obediently for… sister’s sandwich.”

Sitting on the sofa, legs together, Lin Qiaoxuan was as well-behaved as a little puppy.

The door clicked shut as water ran in the bathroom.

Lin Qiaoxuan guessed Ji Jiayu was still showering, her body graceful under the water, soapy fingers creating bubbles.

She stood and tiptoed to Ji Jiayu’s bedroom. Sunlight streamed through the curtains onto the pink bedding and soft pillows.

Lin Qiaoxuan dove onto the bed in a starfish shape, inhaling Ji Jiayu’s scent—truly fragrant.

[Billionaire Start-from-Zero System]: Can’t you just get a girlfriend yourself? System is watching…

Lin Qiaoxuan was busy with work, not interested in love, but this “sister’s” hormones were overwhelming… she wanted to cage Ji Jiayu, keep her only for herself.

[Billionaire Start-from-Zero System]: …Thanks, I was scared. Didn’t expect the user’s XP to be this twisted.

A familiar female voice sounded at the door: “Qiaoxuan?”

Ji Jiayu, towel on her head, water droplets at the ends of her hair, asked, “What are you doing?”

Caught in mischief, Lin Qiaoxuan froze.

“I… was a little tired, didn’t sleep well on the yoga mat…”

Ji Jiayu leaned on the doorframe. “Oh,” she said lightly. “Have you brushed your teeth?”

“Yes,” Lin Qiaoxuan sat up, content.

“Then sleep a little more… I’ll call you when breakfast is ready.”

Lin Qiaoxuan happily lay down again.

Footsteps sounded. Ji Jiayu closed her bedroom door.

Lin Qiaoxuan suddenly opened her eyes, grabbed her phone, and sent a message:

[Lin Qiaoxuan]: Qiu Zong, I’m lying on sister’s bed~

Minutes later, someone knocked frantically on the door.

Ji Jiayu, finishing makeup, held a brow pencil and paused.

Lin Qiaoxuan, now awake, casually replied, “Maybe it’s the delivery guy?”

“Did you order it?”

“Yes,” Lin Qiaoxuan smiled, showing the phone. “I was afraid you’d be late~”

So thoughtful… Ji Jiayu murmured, continuing her makeup.

Lin Qiaoxuan opened the door; outside stood Qiu Miaoran, frowning, holding the breakfast bag.

Lin Qiaoxuan snatched it, shoving Qiu Miaoran back.

“Got the breakfast,” Lin Qiaoxuan said, voice low and sharp. “You better not come in, Jiayu doesn’t want to see you…”

“Stalker.”

The last word stabbed sharply.

Qiu Miaoran, breathing heavily, asked, “Why are you still here?”

“This is my sister’s home,” Lin Qiaoxuan tilted her head. “Why can’t I be here?”

She shoved Qiu Miaoran’s hand out of the doorframe.

Ji Jiayu, finishing makeup, asked, “What’s going on?”

Lin Qiaoxuan waved the breakfast bag. “Nothing… didn’t expect the delivery to be so fast…”

Ji Jiayu poured milk into mugs, hand slender and fair, the sound of liquid pouring filling the room.

Lin Qiaoxuan held her breath, heart itching.

Ji Jiayu handed her a warm cup. “Be polite to delivery people, they work hard too.”

Lin Qiaoxuan nodded, embarrassed. “Okay…”

At Autumn Water Entertainment’s office:

“Director Zhang called. Your script was restored. You’re the female lead, Jiayu. Do you want to continue? Despite past conflicts, it’s a great script and you’ll act with a top actress…”

“I’ve never shot a film before…” Ji Jiayu smiled lightly. “Such a good opportunity shouldn’t be wasted.”

“Then we’ll finalize the role, no changes afterward. There’s a month before filming; a few variety shows are available for you to promote the movie.” Sister Rong forwarded the emails.

“Thanks,” Ji Jiayu nodded. After training, she grabbed her bag and took the elevator downstairs.

On the first floor, near the window, sat a woman in beige trousers and a striped V-neck shirt. She looked slim, neat, and gentle.

Her posture was straight, like a pine tree, magazine on her lap.

Ji Jiayu only glanced at her and thought of four words: “Time stands still.”

The whole world seemed silent around her.

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