A Billion Stars Can't Amount to You

The more she rambled on, the more hurried her tone of voice sounded. In the very end, she sounded like she was going to cry.

Even if she was drunk, He Jichen was afraid Ji Yi’s eyes would turn red. Without any hesitation, He Jichen gave in. “Alright, alright. I’ll go away, I’ll go away...”

He only managed to say half the things he wanted, yet he still moved away from the bed.

He was already moving away, but Ji Yi still felt like she could sense Xia Yuan’s perfume penetrating her nostrils. Her heart felt stifled and unusually hurt.

With that thought, she wanted He Jichen even farther away. She pointed out the door and said, “Leave, you!”

He Jichen furrowed his brows dejectedly and didn’t move.

The next second, Ji Yi grabbed a pillow and hurled it at him. “Leave!”

“I’ll leave, I’ll leave...” yielded He Jichen, when he saw her throwing a tantrum.

Just as he retreated back to the bedroom, the doorbell rang.

He Jichen figured it was the staff delivering the cocktail he ordered, so he quickly passed through the living room, walked over to the door, and opened it.

It wasn’t the hotel attendant; it was Chen Bai.

He Jichen’s eyes instantly became cold.

Chen Bai smiled while carrying dozens of bags in his hands and raised them with some effort. “Mr. He, here are the thousand bottles of correction fluid Miss Ji wanted.”

He Jichen didn’t make a sound but glanced into the room as if to tell Chen Bai to put the things down then get out.

Chen Bai didn’t dare bring up He Jichen’s coldness, so instead, he smiled politely.

As he entered the room, Chen Bai hadn’t put down the bags yet when Ji Yi stumbled out of the bedroom, hearing the words “correction fluid.” “Where’s the correction fluid?” she cried.

As soon as Chen Bai heard Ji Yi’s voice, his back became numb.

Chen Bai was afraid she would be the same as she was downstairs in the hall just now and cling onto him again. His fingers shivered in fear, so he carelessly tossed the bags onto the floor then swiftly retreated to the door, behind He Jichen.

The bags had no fastening, so with Chen Bai’s toss, the correction fluid sprayed across the floor.

When Ji Yi saw this, she stared at the correction fluid on the floor for a while as though she was trying to figure something out. Then she stumbled over to the mess.

When He Jichen pulled the covers over Ji Yi, he took off her high heels.

She also wasn’t wearing shoes when she ran out of the bedroom.

He Jichen furrowed his brows as he stared at her bare feet on the ice-cold floorboards. Then he walked over to the wardrobe, grabbed a pair of room slippers and rushed over to the woman crouched on the ground in front of the pile of correction fluid.

“Xiao Yi, put on the slippers,” said He Jichen as he crouched down, grabbed Ji Yi’s ankles and put the slippers on for her.

Ji Yi’s full attention was on the correction fluid, so she didn’t even notice there was now a pair of slippers on her feet.

She casually picked up two bottles of correction fluid, removed the lids, and shook them forcefully for a moment. Then she tilted her head and looked over at He Jichen.

About five minutes later, she charged into his body just like she did on the bed earlier.

It seemed like she was looking for something as she sniffed around his body for some time. Then she stopped at his left arm. “Mhm, it’s here...”

He Jichen let out an “Mhm?” He was just about to ask her what she meant when Ji Yi raised the correction fluid and squeezed some onto He Jichen’s arm.

Chen Bai stood at the door with his eyes wide open.

That was an extremely expensive, handmade suit... ruined just like that by Miss Ji...

With no clue just how much money she wasted by ruining the suit, Ji Yi stared at the white patch on He Jichen’s arm and cracked a smile. “If you just fix it... things will be like before...”