Easily Set Aflame

Chapter 5.1 - A Brief Return to Shanghai (1)

He gave her a slight smile. "Have a seat. Just wait for me to finish up this call."

Jia He compliantly sat down, setting her backpack onto her thighs, and waited quietly for him as he had his phone conversation, not daring to make the slightest sound.

The other end seemed to be a phone conference, speaking wholly about some sort of report. From the looks of things, these were Yi Wenze's company's matters.

Being an artiste is an arduous occupation, and those who have earned money from it naturally will use that money to make more money. The best case would be that they can amass enough wealth that their account is overflowing and they no longer need to be out working in the blowing wind, the beating sun, or the pouring rain. As a hardcore fan of more than ten years, she did very much pay attention to her idol's career and businesses. Though he was not at the level of the artistes one generation older who had several listed companies in their hands, he had made quite a bit of wealth.

As Jia He sighed secretly in admiration over her idol's professionalism and dedication to his work, she ended up, without even being aware of it, staring at him for quite a while, and it was not until Yi Wenze cast a quick look at her when he was picking up his drinking glass that she hurriedly moved her gaze elsewhere. After taking a small sip of water to moisten his throat, Yi Wenze set down his glass and continued with the telephone conference. Most of the time, he listened attentively, and only occasionally would he say a few words.

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"What are you thinking?" At some time, he had already hung up the phone, though he was still staring at his computer screen and typing.

"Nothing really," Jia He hastily answered.

"Have you eaten yet?"

Jia He hesitated for a moment but nevertheless gave an honest answer of no.

He slid his eyes over to the bottom right corner of his screen. "It's one-thirty already. You still haven't eaten?"

Jia He wanted to say that she had not had a chance at all to eat. But, when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back down and merely found a random excuse. "I forgot to eat."

"Forgot?" His hands pausing for a moment, Yi Wenze calmly repeated the one word.

"I woke up too late," Jia He sheepishly added. "And then I heard Qiao Qiao say you were injured, so I didn't have time to eat and just ran over here." And then I saw a bunch of reporters, and then Tian Chu goaded me a bit, and then...This was plainly just a simple question. How come once it had to do with her idol, it would become really complicated?!

Yi Wenze did not press further. Calling A-Qing in, he instructed her to buy a boxed meal and bring it back. Then, right as A-Qing was about to step out the door, he casually added, "See if there's a restaurant nearby that serves fresh-ground coffee, and bring back a cup of con panna. If there's no con panna, then buy a mocha."

A-Qing was taken aback. "Teacher, didn't you stop drinking coffee a long time ago?"

Yi Wenze answered nonchalantly, "It's for Jia He."

With an "Oh, okay," A-Qing shut the door and jogged off.

Yet again, silence that left you feeling restless whether you were standing or sitting.

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