Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Cen Xiangyang’s curiosity was piqued.
“Are there any other terms for it other than dream weaver?” he asked.
Ji Fanyin chuckled in response.
Well, the other term would be a romance scammer.
She ignored Cen Xiangyang’s question and rose to her feet, saying, “The movie premiere is about to begin soon. I’ll be heading out to take my seat. What about you?”
Father Ji and Mother Ji, who had entered the VIP Lounge, were currently heading her way.
Cen Xiangyang also rose to his feet. “I’ll come with you. What’s your seat number?”
The two of them quickly compared their seat numbers. One of them was a slightly known director whereas the other was a humble movie reviewer. Needless to say, their seats were far away from one another.
“Let’s talk after the movie premiere.” Cen Xiangyang took out his phone. “You’re working in the film industry too since you were able to get an invitation here, right? Shall we exchange contacts?”
He spoke in such a natural manner that it didn’t feel like he was flirting at all, more like two individuals exchanging contacts for work.
It happened that Ji Fanyin viewed him as potential Fish No. 3, so she accepted his offer and took out her phone. However, this exchange was put to a halt by Song Shiyu.
The approaching Song Shiyu first directed a nod toward Cen Xiangyang before he turned to Ji Fanyin and said, “Ji Fanyin, your parents are worried about you.”
Ji Fanyin couldn’t help but notice that Song Shiyu’s gaze had lingered on her phone screen for a little too long, as if there was something on it that was of interest to him.
“I’ve already greeted them earlier.” Ji Fanyin couldn’t be bothered to hold a conversation with Song Shiyu outside service hours, so she decided to take her leave. “If you may excuse me.”
She bade Cen Xiangyang farewell before walking out of the VIP Lounge, leaving the two men behind.
She knew that it didn’t matter whether they exchanged contacts here or not. Cen Xiangyang wouldn’t give up that easily.
“Mr Song, are you acquainted with Miss Ji too?” asked Cen Xiangyang. “Ah,
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