Si Fuqing hesitated, her voice tinged with disbelief. "What did you say?"
"To stem the wild surge that's already falling,
Prop the great edifice that's nearly collapsing,
In harmony with the rhythm, like Fuqing, enthralling."
JI Xingzhi said while taking pictures. "Ah, such a name is too grand for most to bear. Let me check the birthday of this star; I need to cast a divination for her."
Si Fuqing took a slow breath and smiled, albeit thinly. "Get lost."
She had no need for divinations.
With a cold demeanor, Si Fuqing ended the call.
The photo sent by JI Xingzhi arrived just then.
It was the set of national-style costume photos she had taken at East Moon.
Si Fuqing fell silent.
Had JI Xingzhi not mentioned it, she would have remained unaware that East Moon was advertising even at the airport.
[JI]: Big brother, why did you hang up on me? I didn't say anything wrong!
