A pond full of blooming flowers, an ultimate addiction.

Zheng Zihan didn't say much, but Chi Ruiche suddenly stood up and said with a smile.

"I can't take you home today; I overestimated my alcohol tolerance."

"It's alright, you should rest. Didn't Uncle Chi invite us to dinner tomorrow?"

Zheng Zihan was relieved to see Chi Ruiche's smile; he had just been drunk.

I'll pick you up tomorrow.

"it is good."

Uncle Wang and Zheng Zihan went downstairs. Chi Ruiche watched them leave, then immediately closed the lounge door, lit a cigarette, lay on the sofa, looked at the ceiling, and quickly lit another one.

Suddenly remembering something, he took out his phone and dialed his most familiar number. The screen showed "Jiang Yi." He hung up as soon as he dialed and threw the phone onto the coffee table.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly; what right did he have to make a phone call now?

"Beep beep beep—" The phone that was placed aside rang. Chi Ruiche put out his cigarette and answered the phone with one hand.

"Boss, have you left?" It was Abu's voice.

"No." Chi Ruiche composed himself. "Are you going to Hengdian tomorrow?"

"Yes, it should take about three to five days. The female lead will definitely be decided this time. But are you sure you want to use a newcomer? Wouldn't it be better to choose from popular actresses who have both acting skills and box office appeal?"

They were preparing to shoot a movie. The director, screenwriter, male lead, and supporting actors had all been selected, but the female lead was still undecided. They felt that something was missing. They had originally planned to leave it at that, but Chi Ruiche suddenly decided to hold open auditions, which delayed the start of filming again and again. This time, he went to participate in the auditions to confirm the actress.

"This matter has been discussed and agreed upon. You should measure it according to the standards we have set."

This is the first time that Chi Rui-che has officially collaborated with Abu Yis Entertainment Co., Ltd. on behalf of the Chi Group. This film production also represents the highest level of design from both companies, ensuring a high-quality final product.

"Okay." Abu and Chi Ruiche finished their business concisely.

"Boss, have you and Xiao Si really broken up?"

Although Abu usually acts carefree, he can tell that Jiang Yi is in a bad mood, but Jiang Yi tries her best not to show it.

Chi Ruiche lit another cigarette, took a deep drag, slowly exhaled a smoke ring, paused for a moment, and asked in a very soft tone, "How is she?"

Abu didn't mince words, saying, "I heard from Yang that she's been filming and doing her rehabilitation on time lately." But he had something on his mind.

"That's good."

Chi Ruiche hung up the phone, stood up and walked to the French windows. It was raining outside. Yes, the weather forecast said it would rain tonight. I wonder what she's doing.

As soon as Jiang Yi got home, she went straight to her room. Grandpa, Jiang's parents should be resting too. Jiang Yang was worried about her and followed behind her, calling out, "Xiao Yi!"

Jiang Yi stopped and turned around with a smile, trying to hide her sadness: "What's wrong?"

"Come to the company with me tomorrow."

Jiang Yang wanted to keep her by his side. He didn't know how to comfort his sister about this, but at least he didn't want her to be alone.

"Brother, you forgot? Grandpa Chi invited us to dinner tomorrow."

Jiang Yi knew that Jiang Yang had deliberately taken her to the company because he didn't want her to go. "I'm fine, brother," she said, then turned around and went back to her room.

Jiang Yang didn't say anything more. How could she be alright? These past few days, she pretended to be indifferent, but actually, she didn't want them to worry. Apart from filming and rehabilitation, she locked herself in her room, only going out for a couple of bites of food before going back inside. She had become very thin.

As soon as Jiang entered, she drew the curtains and turned on a small lamp. The dim light made the room somewhat dark, barely enough to see clearly. She sat on the carpet, her arms wrapped around her legs and her head resting on her knees, leaning against the French windows, her eyes vacant. These past few days, she had been curled up like this, day and night, as if it were a way to make herself feel less uncomfortable.