While Song Xi hesitated on how to bring up the matter with Ge Baitao, she unexpectedly received a call from her.
Ge Baitao had been reflecting recently, feeling she had been a terrible agent. If it weren't for the sudden online scandals of other celebrities, Song Xi might have continued to be attacked until her retirement.
Ge Baitao felt her words were fine, but her abilities were a complete mess.
She was simply not suited to be an agent!
It seemed her grandfather was right.
She had just acted on impulse, not only wasting time but also harming Xi Xi.
Therefore, she planned to find a more capable agent to manage Song Xi, but after interviewing many, she hadn't found anyone satisfactory.
Ge Baitao finished explaining her guilt.
Song Xi was silent for a moment, then asked, "Dai Ze... what do you think of him?"
"!!!"
Seizing the opportunity, Song Xi revealed that Dai Ze had contacted her.
Ge Baitao, on the other end, was so excited she was practically jumping: "Sign him! Xi Xi, sign him immediately!"
And so, the matter was smoothly settled.
A week later, filming for "The Princess Reigns Supreme" resumed, and Ye Tian finally got his phone back from his agent.
He had sneakily seen the news about Sister Song Xi being kept by a sugar daddy on his second brother's phone.
He was furious at the time and wanted to defend Song Xi on Weibo, but his eldest brother stopped him.
"If you dare to interfere, do you believe I'll make it impossible for Song Xi to ever recover?"
This threat terrified Ye Tian.
He had to appeal to his second brother for help, but his second brother clearly didn't dare defy their eldest brother's orders.
Consequently, Ye Tian felt like he was in purgatory during this period, constantly worrying about Song Xi.
It wasn't until he saw the trending topic being removed that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Once Ye Tian got his phone, he immediately called Song Xi. After confirming she was safe, he went to filming with peace of mind.
"The Princess Reigns Supreme" was due to wrap up in two days.
The director and producer were discussing the wrap-up party. Hearing this, Ye Tian walked over and, in front of everyone, reminded them, "Remember to invite Sister Song Xi."
Upon hearing this, the expressions of others changed.
Jin Ying scoffed, "Why invite her? Do you want things to be even more chaotic?"
Jin Ying had been very unlucky lately.
She was the one who had her assistant leak the photos of Song Xi being ambiguous with male actors. She thought it would be done secretly, but the next day her agent called to say all her endorsements and projects had been canceled.
She didn't know which influential figure she had offended, so she took all her anger out on Song Xi.
It must be this jinx, transferring all her bad luck onto her.
So now, whenever Song Xi was mentioned, Jin Ying wished she could stay far away from her!
Ye Tian shot her a glare and said, "The matter has been clarified now. Sister Song Xi is also a member of the crew, why shouldn't we invite her?"
Jin Ying issued a threat: "If Song Xi comes, I'm not going!"
Ye Tian turned to leave, "Go or don't, I don't care! If Sister Song Xi doesn't come, neither will I!"
The director and producer: "..."
They couldn't afford to offend either side.
The director thought for a moment and decided to have Song Xi attend.
Although the matter had been resolved, she had caused such significant disruption to the crew, so she should at least come and apologize.
Jin Ying was convinced by this reason.
She sneered, thinking she would make Song Xi pay dearly when the time came!
When Song Xi received the director's invitation, she was very happy and said she would arrive on time.
It was thoughtful of the crew to still be thinking of her for the wrap-up party.
Song Xi felt touched and also guilty.
She decided to prepare some gifts, but she didn't have much money on hand, so she planned to make some pastries herself to bring.
Fortunately, the crew wasn't too large, and Song Xi was busy until the afternoon, almost finishing up.
A sweet aroma filled the room.
When Lou Yumíng returned, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
"What are you doing?"
He loosened his tie and walked towards the kitchen.
A slender figure was busy in the kitchen, her soft, dark hair tied back with a golden fishtail clip.
She must have been busy for a while; her cheeks were faintly flushed, and fine sweat beaded on her neck and forehead. Strands of hair stuck to her face, which she rubbed away a few times with her arm, eventually giving up.
This scene stirred something in Lou Yumíng's hard, cold heart.
He walked closer, reached out to brush aside a stray strand of hair, and asked in a somewhat gentle tone, "What are you doing?"