If Ying Jing were to enter the entertainment industry, the manager would only be Wen Fucheng.
Sheaves thought he was crazy.
"You left your good company and ran off to be the manager of your sweetheart?"
The man's face softened a little at the mention of his sweetheart.
"You're thinking I'm not qualified."
Not unqualified, but it would be an overkill.
However, Wen Fucheng didn't think much of it. He felt that this was just a small matter.
In his previous life, he had not hesitated to give her all his wealth.
In the past, when she was around, even if he could only watch from afar, the days would continue to pass. He had something to live for.
After she left, he wanted to learn to live as she wanted. But reality proved that the person who left first was ultimately happier. Wen Fucheng had been thinking about her for several years in that world.
Unfortunately, no one loved him anymore.
The woman he loved had left.
"She could have two agents at once."
That certainly gave Sheaves an opening. His eyes lit up, and he pressed his hands against the worktable to look at the man across from him.
Every part of him was talking as he looked at Wen Fucheng.
Wen Fucheng didn't give him a clear answer and asked him to go to the various competition zones to see if there were any other targets.
After all, if he remembered correctly, Wei Yi had become Ying Jing's manager after the latter terminated her contract with the original entertainment company in his previous life.
And she had always done a lot for her.
In this matter, he had to seek Ying Jing's opinion first.
When she returned home that evening without seeing him, she left him a note on her desk. She said she was going home to get something. Wen Fucheng's name was written exceptionally beautifully by her.
Ying Jing, who had eaten her fill with Wei Yi, went home and received a call from Ying Zenan, asking her why she didn't come home that night.
Ying Jing still wanted to find a chance to go back and get her luggage. She didn't usually stay here; although she had daily clothes, most of her things were at the villa.
It used to be different. In the future, she would come to this big flat often.
When she returned home, Ying Zenan was talking to the secretary in the living room. The secretary even greeted her when he saw her.
Back in her room, she opened her suitcase and began to fill it.
Ying Zenan, who had finished his work, went upstairs and saw her packing her luggage.
"It's not time for school yet. Where are you going with your luggage?"
In the past, she had never been so proactive when traveling. She wished she could bring no luggage and just go to the place and buy whatever she needed.
"Aren't you taking down a big project these days? You're quite busy." Ying Zenan had a room in his office, and it was quite big. It was completely enough for him to live alone, and he would sleep in the office when he was too busy. "School's starting soon, and I haven't finished some of my homework. It's easier for me to go over and arrange to study with my friends."
The more Ying Zenan listened, the more he felt that something was wrong. Was Ying Jing's soul pierced? She actually started to explain to him seriously.
"You don't actually have to explain so much."
Ying Jing zipped up her bag. She had originally written to Wen Fucheng that she wouldn't be going home tonight, but she had decided at the last minute that she couldn't delay her pursuit of her husband at all.
She had to go home that night.
Ying Zenan stopped her at the door.
"Not even having dinner?"
"I ate out with Weiyi. I'm not hungry yet. Goodbye, brother!"
Ying Zenan did not intend to let her go so easily.
"In that case, bring Zhao Qingran over too. Isn't your place quite spacious? There are rooms too. Make room for her."
That won't do. That was her alone time with Wen Fucheng.
"Brother, a day or two won't make a difference. It's so embarrassing for you to let her leave with me now! Qing Ran will definitely think that you despise her. Anyway, you're not at home during the day. If you're busy at night, you don't have to come back. She'll leave when school starts."
Ying Zenan was silent. No one knew what he was thinking, but in the end, he let her go.
When Ying Jing went out, she bumped into Zhao Qingran, who had returned from the library.
The two of them spoke for a while before Zhao Qingran sent her out the door.
"My brother has a slow temper. If you don't like it, stay in your room and play by yourself."
Zhao Qingran smiled at her.
After sending Ying Jing off, she left and went into the house. Ying Zenan had just come downstairs. He had changed out of the suit he was wearing previously and was dressed more casually now.
Ying Zenan walked to the coffee table and picked up the key. He greeted the auntie who was cooking in the kitchen and was about to leave.
Zhao Qingran heard that his good friend had asked him to go out and play. He might not be back until very late.
She pursed her lips and stood at the side without saying a word. Ying Zenan did not even look at her after he finished speaking.
He reached the garage and got in. Just as he was starting the engine, a small figure ran up to the car, and Ying Zenan looked up at her.
His expression was cold. Lowering the window, his voice was clear.
"Move."
Zhao Qingran looked at him with a hesitant expression.
Ying Zenan rested a hand on the window. "You should know it's my father who agreed to let you stay."
Zhao Qingran smiled at him. Her smile was bitter and forced. In the next second, tears fell.
"Are you willing to talk to me now?"
"You stopped my car."
"Ying Zenan, can you not go out and play? I don't want you to."
"Who are you to say such things to me? I do not recall ever giving you any authority over me."
"I… "
"Zhao Qingran, you should know that from the moment you schemed, we had no future. Who are you looking pitiful for now? I won't be moved by you anymore."
Zhao Qingran was stunned for a few seconds.
She seemed unable to believe that those were his words.
"Ying Zenan."
He said he would never be moved by her again, but the truth was that he had been. She was the one who hadn't cherished it.
"This is my world. If you can't accept me like this, why do you want to come to me?"
Ying Jing did not know that Ying Zenan and Zhao Qingran had a past. She also did not know that Ying Haiyun had once beaten Ying Zenan half to death; he had announced to the public that Ying Zenan had gone abroad to manage the overseas branch company for half a year when in truth, it was to recover from his injuries.
At that time, Ying Jing was busy chasing after Lu Zishu. She firmly believed what her father said. Occasionally, Ying Zenan would even video call her. She did not suspect that Ying Zenan was abnormal during those six months.
Ying Zenan had also acted impulsively for love once. In the end, he was pushed into the abyss by the girl he liked.
"I don't blame you for being impulsive that year. Since everything has returned to normal, there's no need for us to meet privately in the future. If you and Uncle Zhao come, the Ying family will still treat you as guests."
When Zhao Qingran was 18 years old, Ying Zenan fell in love with her at first sight. Ying Zenan was caught off guard by his love for the girl. However, he was still rational and wanted to explain his feelings after she graduated.
Because of family reasons, Zhao Qingran studied a year later than others. Over the years, the Ying family had helped the Zhao family on various occasions.
Ying Zenan thought that life would continue like this. After she graduated, he would confess to Zhao Qingran.
By then, if she was still willing, he'd thought about having a future with her.