The person beside him chattered incessantly, giving Jiang Yisheng a headache. He glanced at him with a cool detachment that betrayed a hint of unnoticed aloofness.
He said, "I didn't mind."
"OK, change into the next set of clothes," the photographer said while checking the photos.
Ji Mingqian moved his lips, but before he could speak, the person next to him had already walked away.
Watching his retreating back, Ji Mingqian raised his hand to scratch his head.
If he didn't mind, why was he still wearing a sour face?
The subsequent photoshoot proceeded very smoothly, finishing more than an hour ahead of schedule.
Before leaving, Ji Mingqian generously treated all the staff to a meal, putting it on his tab.
After returning to the studio to pick up some items, since Feng Yi's meeting wasn't over, Jiang Yisheng greeted him and then left on his own.
Coming out of the side door, a man's deep voice called out his name.
"Jiang Yisheng."
