Blossoming Peach Tree

Most of Xia Zhihuai’s business activities were halted by the company.

Xu Wei, while cursing Gong Tingyan, angrily exclaimed, “That Gong guy’s brain must have been squeezed by a door. How could he come up with such a stupid idea without a ton of water in his head?”

Feeling his anger, Zhang Chichi silently went to the kitchen and poured a glass of cold water. She placed it down without saying a word and quickly retreated.

Lately, Manager Xu’s temper had been flaring up, and it would be wise not to provoke him further.

With his legs crossed, Xia Zhihuai reclined lazily on the sofa and sneered, “What did he say?”

“He arranged for you to star in that silly youth web drama, where his fiancée, Song Yuexin, plays the female lead.”

“I won’t go.”

Without even lifting an eyelid, Xia Zhihuai casually flipped through the magazine on his legs and flatly refused.

“If you don’t accept, he will keep blocking your resources. This is not a solution.”