A Billion Stars Can't Amount to You

He looked like he just saw the most aggravating thing. The tighter his fist was, the more blood dripped from his fingertips.

Although he had his back to her so she couldn’t see his face, she could sense the anger he felt from the position of his back.

Ji Yi was so scared that she held her breath and stared at his bloody hand for a moment. She wanted to remove her covers, get out of bed and check on him, but then he suddenly raised his arm and threw the glass shards in his palm into the trash. Without even glancing at Ji Yi, he strode out of her room.

It seemed like he needed to vent as he shut the door with overbearing strength. With it came an ear-splitting “Bang!”

Ji Yi’s entire body trembled with the slam of the door while she remained quiet in bed.

This picture looked frozen in place as it remained quiet for a long time before Ji Yi slowly lay back down in bed.

As she stared up at the ceiling, she became even more puzzled.

What’s with He Jichen? I didn’t anger him. In the car, the look on his face improved, so why did he randomly get angry as soon as he entered my room?

The more Ji Yi thought about it, the more she felt He Jichen’s personality was strange.

Back in high school, how could she have not noticed this erratic side of him?

After racking her brain over it for a while, she still couldn’t understand what He Jichen was so angry about. Filming was already tiring, and her waist was injured too, so she shut her eyes and groggily fell asleep.

Ji Yi didn’t sleep well as every now and then, she would wake up for a moment because of the dull pain from her wound.

She wasn’t sure just how long she laid there drifting in and out of sleep, but the doorbell rang; “Dong! Dong! Dong!”

Ji Yi sat up and asked, “Who is it?”

No one answered.

Ji Yi subconsciously thought He Jichen had returned after leaving her room, seething with anger. She didn’t say anything else but removed her blanket while holding her wound. She got out of bed and walked slowly over to the door.

When she opened the door, Ji Yi looked up to see Qian Ge carrying large and small bags of Chinese tonics at the door. Ji Yi’s face immediately turned cold. “Why are you here?”

Qian Ge shot Ji Yi a dazzling smile but didn’t say a word. Instead, she brushed right past Ji Yi and walked into her hotel room completely unsolicited.

Having been injured, Ji Yi couldn’t drag Qian Ge out, so she simply leaned against the wall next to the door and watched to see what Qian Ge was up to.

As soon as she entered the room, Qian Ge’s smile instantly disappeared clean off her face. She threw the things in her hands onto the ground then arrogantly answered Ji Yi’s question, “Do you think I want to see your sh*tty place? After all, my people hurt you and I have to show up, visit you, and pretend to be all sorry.”

“You’re not visiting me genuinely but you’re just scheming to get your image back?” Ji Yi looked down and curved her lips into a smirk. She broke into a chuckle when she thought back to how much trouble Qian Ge was in at the set earlier. She also remembered how her manager stood up for her, and in that instant, she raised her eyelids and almost asked Qian Ge: Your manager told you to drop by, right?

Qian Ge pursed her lips but before she could speak, Ji Yi couldn’t resist but smile as she realized that she’d guessed right and slowly said, “Is your manager the only person with a brain among all the people around you?”

Is she secretly calling me brainless?

Qian Ge’s eyes were red with anger.