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“Grow up.
You didn’t want to go on variety shows, fine.
I helped you clear that with the program team.
Now, after I’ve just cleaned up one of your messes, you create another even bigger mess for me!”

Jiang Xingyi frowned.
“You’re the one who accepted that variety show without my consent.
Is there a problem if I don’t go?”

“I’m doing this for your own good!”

Jiang Xingyi said mockingly, “You’re acting in the name of my own good and disregarding my wishes.
Yeah, right.”

“I don’t want to talk about this with you right now! Don’t change the topic!” Wu Ting said impatiently.

He walked over and extended his hand.
“Give me your phone.
I’ll delete it for you right now.”

Jiang Xingyi refused.
“No.”

Wu Ting frowned and stared at him.
Jiang Xingyi, on the other hand, looked back coldly and refused to budge.

Xiao Fan, who was standing at the side, was afraid that he would be swept away by the typhoon.
He did not even dare to breathe loudly.

After a long while, Wu Ting gave up.
He asked with a straight face, “Has the other party prepared a draft? Was she the one who forced you to publish it? Then why didn’t she reply?”

Before Jiang Xingyi could reply, a message popped up on his phone.
His screen lit up.
Jiang Xingyi glanced at it and saw that it was gossip from some unknown person, so he ignored it.

However, Wu Ting noticed Jiang Xingyi’s phone lock screen.

He pointed at Jiang Xingyi’s phone and asked, “Is that the girl?”

“Yes.”

Jiang Xingyi admitted it without missing a beat.

His quick response surprised Wu Ting.

Then, Wu Ting asked, “Who is she?”

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