The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 822: Madam, You’re So Funny (1)

Upon hearing this, Becky’s eyes gradually dimmed, and a trace of sorrow appeared between her brows.

"Find someone else to like." Ye Jiuliang rarely comforts people and doesn’t know how to say sweet words.

She handed her a tissue, "You will have your own fate."

Becky looked up, meeting her deep, cold gaze, and slowly reached out to take the tissue.

"Thank you." She used the tissue to wipe the tear stains off her face, the slight redness at the corners of her eyes betraying her emotions.

"Sorry for interrupting your meal."

"It’s fine." Ye Jiuliang responded lightly.

Becky sniffled, feeling bitter inside, unable to hold back her tears.

It was the first time she genuinely liked someone, and it ended before she could confess.

Ye Jiuliang watched her quietly as she sobbed, not disturbing her, sipping her juice through a straw.

After some time, the person across suddenly spoke, her voice tinged with sobs.

"Is the person he likes prettier than me?"

Ye Jiuliang realized she was asking her, slid her finger to pause the game.

She looked up at her, Becky’s face still marked by tears. After considering for a moment, she said, "Indeed, he’s very good-looking."

Asheng is indeed good-looking; she was speaking the truth.

Becky’s lips trembled, her voice stuck in her throat, unable to come out.

"I’ll leave first, sorry for the trouble." She staggered to stand, leaving a sentence before hurriedly running away.

Ye Jiuliang did not stop her, watching her lonely silhouette, and clicked her tongue.

That flirtatious Aqian, next time they meet, she should ask him for a red envelope.

"Madam, why did she run away?" Wei Xi came downstairs, catching sight of Becky’s hurried departure.

Perhaps she came looking for trouble and was chased away by his Madam?

Ye Jiuliang withdrew her gaze and shrugged, "No idea."

Wei Xi didn’t dwell on it, sitting opposite Ye Jiuliang.

He grinned ingratiatingly, "Madam, I heard the K organization released a new model of weapon?"

Ye Jiuliang glanced sideways at him, raised her eyebrows, and asked, "Where did you hear this?"

It hasn’t even been two days since the K organization released a new weapon model, yet he already knows; his news is quite up-to-date.

"Just heard about it." Wei Xi chuckled awkwardly, evasive.

Ye Jiuliang asked with interest, "So, is Dark Hall planning to order from the K organization?"

After all, the stingiest person in Dark Hall is Wei Xi; extracting money from him is not easy.

He directly used Li Mochan’s name as a shield, "Madam, considering your relationship with our leader, wouldn’t ordering be a bit too formal?"

Ye Jiuliang laughed, wanting to see what he could come up with.

Playing with her phone, she said warmly, "Actually, I’m not familiar with your leader; our relationship is quite distant."

Uh-huh...

Wei Xi was petrified, "..."

Is it possible to get married without being familiar?

He raised his hand to scratch his head, awkwardly laughing, "Madam, you’re really humorous."

"I mean it, I’m really not familiar with your leader." Ye Jiuliang smiled playfully, "If you want to see the new weapon from our K organization, you could order a batch. I might consider giving Dark Hall a discount."

Upon hearing "discount," Wei Xi seemed invigorated.

"90% off?"

Ye Jiuliang’s forehead formed a black line; this guy is more ruthless at bargaining than she is.

90% off?

If Achen and the others heard this, they’d break his bones.

"How about this, you give us K organization’s goods for 90% off too?"

Mention money, and Wei Xi’s face crumples like a bun, hurriedly shaking his head, "No way, Wei Dong would twist my skull off."

Seeing his earnest refusal, Ye Jiuliang almost laughed in exasperation.

She joked, "You still know that 90% off isn’t feasible, so you’re deliberately scamming me?"

Wei Xi retracted his neck, suddenly feeling defeated, "It’s all the same; it’s also Madam’s, right?"

Ye Jiuliang chuckled, acknowledging his financial clarity.

"Isn’t Dark Hall releasing a new weapon model? Why are you eyeing the K organization?"

"Just curious, want to study it." Seizing the chance, Wei Xi took out his phone, opened the photos, and fawningly said, "Madam, could you help me modify this design?"

Ye Jiuliang glanced at him, looking at the phone screen.

She took the phone, carefully studying the design in the photos.

Wei Xi remained silent, allowing her to research the design.

Each piece is worth a lot of money.

...

Approaching eleven o’clock, the shoot hasn’t ended.

Despite the scorching heat, the crew members scurried back and forth, drenched in sweat but persevering.

Ji Mingqian returned to the set just as Jiang Yisheng went to change his outfit.

He lowered his hat’s brim, walked over to Wen Rang, and suddenly said, "Wen Rang, hand out those cold drinks to the staff, but don’t say I bought them; just say it’s from Jiang Yisheng."

The man wore a hat and mask, fully armed with barely any visible face. Wen Rang blankly recognized him by voice after a few seconds.

"Bro Ming, why are you here?"

"The cold drinks are over there." Ji Mingqian didn’t explain, grabbing an iced coffee and leaving.

"Uh..." Wen Rang’s eyes followed his silhouette, about to speak, suddenly remembering there were others nearby.

He fell silent, silently praying for Ji Mingqian to be careful, not to let anyone know he’d come again.

No matter how good friends are in the circle, no one is visiting the set every day like him. If discovered, it could stir up some trouble.

Turning around, he shouted, "Cold drinks are here, compliments of Yisheng, everyone come and get your drinks."

With his words, everyone rushed over quickly; the weather was too hot, having cold drinks couldn’t be better.

Across the room, Jiang Yisheng was finishing his makeup after changing clothes.

Ji Mingqian approached softly, lowering his voice, "Yisheng, your coffee."

The makeup artist glanced at Ji Mingqian, assuming he was staff, and didn’t pay attention.

"You can go drink a cold drink first; there’s still some time before shooting." Jiang Yisheng took the coffee, calmly talking to the makeup artist.

"I’ll make a call."

"Alright." The makeup artist nodded, pausing his work, and turned to leave.

Once she left, the person beside moved closer.

Jiang Yisheng glanced around, gently reminded, "Many people are watching."

Ji Mingqian showed a trace of helplessness, stood upright, and asked sorrowfully, "How long until the shoot ends?"

"Probably more than half an hour." Jiang Yisheng sipped on the straw, tasting the coffee; iced coffee was actually refreshing, especially in such weather.

Ji Mingqian’s expression fell, "Still so long to wait."

Jiang Yisheng chuckled, "Why don’t you go back first?"