Taking the elevator down to the parking garage.
The driver went to fetch the car, while Ji Huan and Yin Zhizhi waited at the entrance.
Ji Huan pushed up his glasses, preparing to settle the score: "Yin Zhizhi, aren't you going to explain yourself?"
Yin Zhizhi shuddered at his stern voice, standing obediently as she said, "That man tried to take advantage of me, blocking me from leaving. He even tried to touch me, so I panicked and kicked him. I swear it was self-defense, and the surveillance footage won't find any wrongdoing."
"Why didn't you tell me about it when you came back?"
"I handled it myself, so I didn't think it was necessary to bother you. You've already worked so hard for my resources." She was extremely obedient, like a good student who didn't want to cause trouble.
However, Ji Huan didn't feel quite right: "You don't trust me."
It wasn't a question for her, but a statement.
She didn't tell him because she didn't trust him.
Yin Zhizhi looked at the man whose gaze was filled with seriousness, his brows furrowed in a hint of anger.
She opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.
Ji Huan felt even more agitated. He took off his glasses, holding them in his hand as he said sternly, "In the future, if something like this happens, you need to tell me right away. What if it becomes news? If you tell me promptly, I can handle the public relations. Xiao Xiangyun is brainless, so it's not worth considering, but what if you encounter someone smarter next time? You're planning to handle it yourself?"
He was truly angry.
The entire parking garage was quiet, with only his voice echoing.
There was a strange sense of oppression.
Yin Zhizhi bit her lip, saying, "This time, I was certain there wouldn't be any trouble, so I didn't say anything. But I'll tell you next time."
Yin Zhizhi had been mindful of the surveillance camera angles before and after kicking the man, ensuring that no matter how the footage was edited, she would appear as the victim.
From the beginning, Ji Huan knew Yin Zhizhi wasn't a docile girl. She seemed obedient, but deep down, she was rebellious and stubborn, still arguing with him now while putting on an obedient facade.
"Hmm."
He didn't say anything else.
Yin Zhizhi moved closer, smiling as she said, "Do you think Xiao Xiangyun will expose that I hit someone, even though the surveillance footage doesn't show anything?"
She was now familiar with him, no longer as distant and formal as when they first met.
Ji Huan: "Post something on Weibo."
Yin Zhizhi obediently opened her account: "What should I post?"
"Smile. Girls should protect themselves when out, that's all. I'll have someone retrieve the surveillance footage, and later I'll have the company's Weibo account post the video."
It's better to post it ourselves rather than let others take it out of context. After all, we're in the right on this matter.
And he wouldn't let his artist be wronged. This wasn't something that could be settled with just a kick from Yin Zhizhi.
Starlight was a major company and didn't fear offending an investor. This also served as a warning to those eyeing Yin Zhizhi that she wouldn't accept such dirty business. She was the company's legitimate rising star, and they wouldn't let her be tainted.
As for Ji Huan, he had even less to fear. Many film investors hoped to stay on his good side and follow his lead for investments.
That investor probably got carried away after investing in a few good films and playing with a few celebrities, thinking he could freely choose any girl in the industry.
This time, he kicked against a solid board.
Yin Zhizhi posted on Weibo as instructed by Ji Huan.
As soon as the post went live, comments flooded in.
Fans saw the Weibo post and speculated about what had happened, expressing concern.
["What happened to Zhizhi?! Oh my god, did something happen?"]
["I hope nothing happened, Zhizhi must protect herself!"]
"Don't look at the comments anymore, the car is here," Ji Huan said.
The driver brought the car around, and Ji Huan opened the door for Yin Zhizhi, who got in, dragging her evening gown.
There was only one car.
Ji Huan: "Take her home first."
Then Ji Huan confidently reported Yin Zhizhi's apartment address.
Yin Zhizhi tilted her head, looking at him: "You're quite familiar with my information."
"You're my only artist, so of course I've taken the time to understand all your information."
"Oh."
"You finished the whole petit four earlier," Ji Huan suddenly brought up.
Yin Zhizhi's eyes widened, looking at him in confusion: "I was so focused on confronting that person that I forgot if I finished it or not. I think I left half on the table."
"Keep pretending," Ji Huan said.
"......"
