Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
Nightmare Assault
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 298: Not Your Mother
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 220: Elder
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1126- Choose or be chosen
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1125- Sudden Collapse
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 593: Uncle and Nephew (5)
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 297: I'm Just a Child
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 219: Attraction
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1124- Are you kidding
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 923: Interference
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1123- Finding help
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 592: Uncle and Nephew (4)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 19: Rat Stampede! The Monsters Are Sieging!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 296: Thirteen
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 218: History
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1122- Breaking Free
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 922: Duel
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1121- Black Mist Formation
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 591: Uncle and Nephew (3)
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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