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Chapter 787 The Last Night

The cast and crew of "Why Bother Meeting If We've Never Met Before".

"OK, that's a wrap. Thanks for your hard work, everyone."

After saying a few polite words, the director patted his behind and left, leaving the rest of the work, such as tidying up the props, to the crew.

The actors then headed to their respective dressing rooms or tents, and the noisy crew gradually quieted down.

After removing her makeup, Yang Mi took out her phone and glanced at it, then suddenly froze—

Then, she said directly, "Tingting, help me pack my things, I'm going out for a bit."

"OK."

Sun Ting didn't ask any more questions; she wasn't a talkative person to begin with, and she obediently started tidying up.

Yang Mi walked out of the house the film crew had rented, holding her phone. She looked around but didn't see anyone, so she quickly dialed Liu Yifei's number.

So, about ten seconds later, she saw her friend in the darkness of the alley.

No need to ask, he must have gone to smoke.

"Why are you here? — Have you finished filming?"

"Um."

Liu Yifei responded.

However, he didn't say much.

People were coming and going, and it wasn't a good place to talk, so she quickly said, "You've taken off your makeup? — Let's go eat."

"Okay, wait a few minutes while I go back and get the things."

Soon, Yang Mi came out carrying a bag full of personal belongings and asked, "Where are you going?"

"I don't know, you decide. What do you want to eat?"

"I'm not actually hungry—by the way, what's your schedule going forward?"

"I'm going to Shanghai in a bit. My flight is at 10:30 tomorrow morning, heading to France."

—”

Yang Mi paused in her steps.

A big question mark appeared on his face.

"What do you mean? You're not going back to Yanjing? What about Aunt Liu? What's going on?"

"hey-hey."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yifei finally broke into an irrepressible smile.

This is truly joyful.

The kind that's absolutely genuine.

Seeing her smile, Yang Mi looked surprised: "What do you mean? You've reached an agreement? — Did you two have a fight? No, wait, didn't you have a fight!?"

"No, that's not it. I changed my plans at the last minute, using the excuse that I was going to Shanghai tomorrow to get my passport renewed. She was in a hurry to get back to Beijing, so—I'm free."

A light, casual remark.

But in Yang Mi's eyes, Liu Yifei seemed to be about to fly away.

I feel like I'm floating when I walk.

After realizing what she meant, she quickly asked, "So you're going straight from Shanghai?"

"Yeah. Anyway, France is visa-free. I already booked my tickets before I came to see you. I'll leave after we have dinner. I'll stay at the hotel for one night and leave tomorrow."

Yang Mi remained silent.

For a moment, I didn't know what to say.

But the only thing I could think of was that if Aunt Liu found out, she'd probably go crazy.

"Aren't you afraid your mom will come looking for you? If you go there visa-free, they'll also get visa-free access."

"She can't find her. My dad won't see her. They haven't seen each other for many years."

"What if your mother goes all out for you, her daughter?"

"What's the point of going all out? I'm an adult, I have the freedom to do what I want. I haven't broken the law, no one can restrict my personal freedom."

Yang Mi was even more at a loss for words.

I asked instinctively, "Are you really ready?"

"—How many times do you want to ask that question?"

The girl looked somewhat speechless: "What do you mean? You're on my mom's side now?"

"No, not at all. It's just—the thought of what you'll have to face in the future gives me a headache. You—why don't you calm down? Don't be impulsive."

Although she knew perfectly well that what she was saying was nonsense, Yang Mi still couldn't help but say it out loud.

Unfortunately, it was indeed just a fart.

Liu Yifei's attitude was firm: "I wasn't acting impulsively. I had already thought it through and understood it. What's there to be impulsive about?"

"So when do you plan to come back?"

"I don't know. Anyway, my dad agreed, and he'll handle the communication for me. Hehe—he definitely won't force me. I can stay in France for the full ninety days."

"Then what about your exams?!"

"I'll go through the make-up exam process. If I can make up the exam, I will; if not, I'll take a year off from school. Although things didn't go according to plan and it ended two days early, it's still fine. After we finish eating, I'll find a car and head to Shanghai."

Yang Mi fell completely silent at this point.

"So—you two are running away from home!?"

In Liu Zhishi's room at the Marriott Hotel in Shanghai.

It was a little past midnight.

Liu Zhishi's face mask was so shocked that it couldn't stay on and half of it fell off.

"It has nothing to do with me, senior, it's her."

Yang Mi bit into the slightly cold barbecue, her mouth dripping with oil.

She hasn't had any opportunities these past few days, and tomorrow—oh no, today is the college entrance exam. She had originally planned to go back to Yanjing today to prepare for her final exams.

But she was really worried about Qianqian coming to Shanghai alone in the middle of the night, so she called Sun Ting, and the three girls took the business car that the company had provided for Yang Mi and drove to Shanghai, which was more than 300 kilometers away, overnight.

They left in a bit of a hurry, so none of the three of them had eaten.

Coincidentally, a couple of days ago, when Yang Mi was chatting with her senior, she learned that her senior was here to shoot a magazine. Not sure if her senior had left or not, she called to ask.

And so, somehow, everyone ended up together.

Pointed at by Yang Mi, Liu Yifei, who was scooping mutton soup, casually shrugged: "It's not like I ran away from home, I went to find my dad."

Liu Zhishi was speechless.

"You went to find your father behind your mother's back, but you still ran away from home, didn't you?"

"That's not what I meant. I went from my mom's place to my dad's. How did you calculate that? How did you end up running away from home—"

Liu Zhishi remained silent, shook her head helplessly, picked up the beer can on the table, and took a sip by herself.

Meanwhile, Yang Mi, having finished a large skewer of red willow branches, mumbled a few times, then picked up a beer can, gulped down a big mouthful, and let out a satisfied sigh: "Ah—so good. Wow, senior, you're getting such great treatment! Can you see the Huangpu River from the balcony?"

"I can't see it; it's a fifteen-minute walk from there."

"Have you been here?"

"Yeah, how can we come all this way and not go to the Bund? — What? You two, don't even think about it. Go to sleep now. If you're going to go sightseeing, do it tomorrow. What time is it already?"

After quickly dissuading the two young female students from their idea, Liu Zhishi asked, "So, should the three of us squeeze in or what?"

"No need, she's quite wealthy, we can just get her a room later. How much is your room per day, senior?"

"I don't know, it's probably around one or two thousand. Anyway, it was ordered by the company, and I haven't really paid attention to it."

Hearing this, Yang Mi said with some emotion, "That's why Sister Bingbing loves you so much. This is the first time I've ever stayed at a Marriott—how much are you planning to book a room for later?"

Liu Yifei, who was drinking soup, asked in confusion, "Why are you asking that?"

"I need to compare before deciding who to sleep with tonight. If you book a very ordinary room, I'll definitely have to squeeze in with my senior. I'm a big shot now, I can't stay in a small room, it would be beneath my status."

Both girls were speechless.

Liu Yifei couldn't help but complain, "Sis, let me tell you—do big shots need to mooch off other people's rooms? Why don't you just book your own?"

"No way! My parents have saved all my money for me! I'll take advantage of them if I can! Anyway, you two earn more than me! One of you is the female lead in 'The Forbidden Kingdom,' and the other is getting so many photoshoots for Tian Tian magazine that she can't keep up—I'm broke."

Liu Yifei shook her head helplessly, finished the last bite of mutton with scallions at the bottom of her bowl, and sighed, "Then I'll get you a business suite later so you can sleep to your heart's content, okay?"

"This seems to be a business suite—"

"Then let her sleep with you. I can't stand her grinding her teeth!"

"Bullshit! How am I grinding my teeth?!"

The two started arguing noisily.

Liu Zhishi didn't stop them. After listening to the two bickering for a while, she finally couldn't help but say to Liu Yifei, "Qianqian, have you thought this through? — This is no joke. You just left like that — and left behind such a mess. It seems easy, but when you come back, everything might be different. And — my contract expires in 8 days. June 15th — after you sign, all the resources she left behind will definitely be yours. Besides, Huayi is a big company with lots of resources and proper management. You — why are you looking at me like that?"

The first part was addressed to Liu Yifei, while the second part was a question she asked Yang Mi because Yang Mi was looking at her strangely.

The girl shrugged: "Senior, I've said that to her eight hundred times already, it's useless."

"----All right."

Now, Liu Zhishi had nothing to say.

He could only nod: "Alright, since you've made your decision. So—do you need me to take you tomorrow?"

"How about I give it to you? Let's go together, the three of us. Are you busy tomorrow, senior?"

"No, tomorrow is the college entrance exam, so the filming was originally scheduled, but it's been suspended for two days."

"Let's go together then. I haven't been to Shanghai much before. After seeing her off, we can take a look around."

As Yang Mi spoke, she glanced at her watch and urged, "Alright, hurry up and eat, it's almost 1 a.m. You have to get up early tomorrow."

"Um."

Liu Yifei nodded.

So, after a whirlwind of activity, with Liu Zhishi waving goodbye to indicate that the two girls didn't need to pack, the two girls went downstairs to check into a hotel.

He left.

"Executive Suite"

"Hey, what are you doing!"

Yang Mi, who was at the front desk looking at today's room rates, quickly stopped them upon hearing this.

More than three thousand a night — what a joke.

That's not how you spend money.

But Liu Yifei waved her hand: "It's okay—go ahead. I'll stay with you for one last night."

Suddenly, Yang Mi and the two receptionists looked at each other strangely.

Especially these two receptionists.

No, sister.

Could it be that Liu Yifei's sexual orientation is that of a woman?

Can't you?