Obsessive Tycoon and His Swan Girl
Chapter 394 - 390: The Money You Owe Me, Lawyers Connect_3

Chapter 394: Chapter 390: The Money You Owe Me, Lawyers Connect_3

Jiang Zhe sipped water quietly, paying her no heed.

Zhang Lingling felt even more awkward, "I really didn’t do it on purpose."

"If it wasn’t on purpose, then why did you lead the reporters over here? Do you think I’m blind?" Xia Enci retorted.

Zhang Lingling hung her head low, muttering a defense, "I just thought that if there were reporters, she wouldn’t dare to be too presumptuous. I was also trying to help Jiang Zhe."

Having said all she could, Xia Enci glared at her, "I even considered you a friend. This is how you repay me? We should hang out less in the future."

"I really didn’t do it on purpose..." Zhang Lingling apologized, her face flushing red.

"So what? Do you want me to present you with a banner of honor?" Jiang Zhe put down her cup and asked nonchalantly.

Zhang Lingling had nothing more to say and turned to pull out a chair and sit down.

Xia Enci truly regretted having been so close to Zhang Lingling before.

Jiang Zhe said, "It’s okay now."

Shortly after, her phone rang, and Jiang Zhe answered the call.

On the other end was the director of the show "Crazy for Fashion," inviting her to join them on-site.

Due to the exposure of her vest account, J, who was already immensely popular, now had skyrocketing fame.

The show’s crew urgently increased the offer, proposing a hefty appearance fee to invite Jiang Zhe to attend.

Jiang Zhe had initially sent her two sets of national style clothes over because she didn’t want to see the contestants from other countries design clothes with elements from Dragon Emperor Country while claiming they were inspired by their own nations, playing both sides.

She had no intention of participating in the program herself.

Hearing the high figure offered, she directly declined.

Zhang Lingling, having overheard the phone call, couldn’t help saying in a low voice, "Jiang Zhe, you have such good design skills, why didn’t you apply to a relevant college?"

Rather than coming to Traditional Chinese Medicine University, where she competed with them for resources.

It was causing her immense stress.

"Is it any of your business?" Jiang Zhe countered.

Zhang Lingling shut up.

...

In the evening, Jiang Zhe and Xia Enci went out to eat.

As they left the dormitory building, they saw several classmates from their class, both male and female, downstairs.

Upon seeing Jiang Zhe, they immediately swarmed around her, "Jiang Zhe!"

Xia Enci blocked them, "What’s going on here?"

"I never expected my idol to be right by my side, and even a classmate. I just wanted to spend more time with my idol," said the boy, who was previously J’s die-hard fan.

Xia Enci stood in their way, "Not happening."

He wasn’t upset, and as Jiang Zhe and Xia Enci walked ahead, he followed behind.

The others also joined in the excitement and followed them.

"Why are you following us?" Xia Enci was getting annoyed.

"It’s nothing. We just wanted to apologize to our idol. We shouldn’t have spoken like that before. Also, we might have been a bit hasty at the sports field at noon," the boy said sincerely, his eyes shining as he looked at Jiang Zhe, "Could the idol forgive my previous rashness?"

Jiang Zhe glanced at him, "What happened before?"

She really didn’t take it to heart.

Boy: "..."

Continuing with starry eyes he said, "You aren’t planning to transfer schools, are you, idol? I heard that professors from other schools and disciplines are looking for you, wanting you to change schools and majors!"

He would cry if the idol he had just discovered was about to leave and transfer from the school.

"I would like to transfer, but the dice I’ve cast won’t allow it," Jiang Zhe responded casually.

The boy and the others were thrilled.

"Jiang Zhe." A calm male voice carried over.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a tall and graceful man standing nearby, his eyes and brows carrying a gentle smile as he looked at Jiang Zhe.

"You go eat by yourself," Jiang Zhe told Xia Enci, walking towards Qin Jingchen.

Standing together with Qin Jingchen, the onlooking students were momentarily stunned, unable to tell which of the two was more attractive.

Before they could scrutinize further, the man took Jiang Zhe’s hand and they walked away.

Walking on a deserted path, Qin Jingchen suddenly stopped.

"Hmm?" Jiang Zhe looked up at him.

Just in time to meet his magnified handsome face and the ardor of his passionate kiss.

The girl was pulled close to him, and in the proximity, the thin layer of muscle served as a heat source, toasting her slightly cool body.

Jiang Zhe’s fingers tightened, then relaxed, resting on his lean waist.

Some students passed by not too far away, and Qin Jingchen released Jiang Zhe, shielding her in his embrace.

Jiang Zhe sensed his faint jealousy, not knowing where it stemmed from, "Hmm?"