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!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
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
The moment they reached home, Shang Jing skipped towards the kitchen and took out a bottle of soda from the refrigerator.
It was still more comfortable at home without all those cameras monitoring their every move and having netizens to judge them.
If not for He Jiang helping him block off some cameras, he was sure he would develop depression.
He Jiang looked at Shang Jing who had dived onto his sofa and was lying there in an unglam manner. The corners of his lips twitched upwards.
At least Shang Jing really likes this house.
“Don’t finish the soda all at once, you will get a stomachache,” He Jiang reminded him before entering his room to change his clothes and heading to his study to work.
Ever since he started his own studio, he had lost the right to slack off. But the studio was not his only worry. With multiple family businesses on hand that also demanded his attention, he was almost always busy.
It did not help that Shang Jing’s appearance also took up huge amounts of his time and energy but he had nothing to complain about.
“Ok,” Shang Jing called out. Obediently putting his soda down on the table, he picked up a tablet to read the comments from netizens.
“He Jiang is so caring!”
“I’m so in love with Shang Jing being a pain-in-the-ass.”
“What a loving husband He Jiang is.”
…
Shang Jing puckered his lips.
Drats, the film emperor still managed to maintain a good husband image.
There were also many comments tagging He Jiang’s studio, requesting for them to sign Shang Jing on and operate as a married couple. Many were still hoping they could continue seeing the pretty devil after the variety show ends.
But Shang Jing has no intention to stay in the entertainment circle, and the past few days of filming had done nothing other than concretize his thinking. Life under a camera was definitely not up his alley. If he could, he wanted to continue pursuing music.
With a tap of his finger, he entered He Jiang’s studio’s main page. He stared at it for a few seconds before it finally occurred to him…
With He Jiang starting his own studio, d
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