Sleep with Me

All the guests present at the birthday party had different expressions.

When Song Wei was about to leave, Yan Sini said a little apologetically, "Madam Jiang, I'm sorry. I didn't take care of you well and even made a fool of myself."

Song Wei clasped Yan Sini's hand. "I didn't think that it was a joke. Sini, you should make the decision to break off an ill-fated relationship at the right time."

Yan Sini thought about it for a moment but let out a bitter laugh in the end. "I've thought about it too, but I can't…"

"Don't listen to what Liu Dongnan has to say. When you sober up, you will realize that he is nothing." Song Wei's eyes were exuding disgust.

Liu Dongnan had always claimed to be an artistic youth and a pioneer in movies. However, after so many years, he had never filmed one blockbuster movie. On the other hand, he had won quite a few useless awards.

The entire reason why he was so popular in the entertainment industry was entirely because his family's power had painted a halo on him. Without the Liu family to rely on, a hedonistic son like him was nothing.

However, he had spent most of his time with Yan Sini in a PUA-like1 manner, almost destroying her self-esteem and confidence. That was why Yan Sini was unwilling to get a divorce all this while.

Song Wei sighed. There was another troublesome problem.

What should she do if Yan Sini couldn't act in 'Bright Moon Illuminating the Southern Nation'? If her plan to rise to fame flopped, it would be even more difficult to predict what would happen next.

Song Wei was a bit worried when she got home. Sitting alone, she hugged her injured leg on the sofa, waiting for Jiang Mingxu to come back.

Jiang Mingxu entered and paused in surprise for a second when he saw her. Then, he said stiffly, "Waiting for me?"

Song Wei winked at him. "Of course, I'm waiting for you."

Jiang Mingxu was very alert. "What's the matter?"

"Smart." Song Wei giggled and put on her indoor slippers. Her ankle injury did not affect her speed of movement. She hugged Jiang Mingxu's arm and asked, "Young Master Jiang, can you do me a favor?"

Jiang Mingxu didn't even think about it. "No." Then, he raised his foot and walked forward.

He was tall and had long arms and legs while Song Wei had short legs in comparison. Coupled with her foot injury, it was not easy for her to keep up with him. However, she still tried her best to stick to him. "Young Master Jiang!! This favor is very simple for you. It's as easy as flipping your hand. You just need to spend some money to invest in a drama and help me get a supporting actress in it."

Jiang Mingxu turned around and looked at her with a rather indifferent expression. He was as cold-blooded as ever. "Why should I help you?"

"A day as husband and wife means endless devotion for the rest of our lives. Even if it's just in name, we should still have some revolutionary friendship, right?" Like a human pendant, Song Wei still refused to let go.

Jiang Mingxu stopped in his tracks and turned around. He bent down and stared at her. "No, I find you unpleasant to my eye. That's what you said."

"…" Was he bearing a grudge because of this sentence? Was it not ruthless enough to change the ancient transportation into an electric scooter?

Why was he so petty?!

Seeing that Song Wei did not answer, Jiang Mingxu continued walking forward.

In for a penny, in for a pound, Song Wei's whole body hugged onto Jiang Mingxu tightly. "Young Master Jiang, if you don't agree, I will harass you every day until you agree!"

Actually, there was really nothing that could threaten Jiang Mingxu. After all, he was not short of money or brains. He did not have a weakness or anything that could be used against him. The only thing that could be considered a weakness was that he had relatively severe OCD and was afraid of dirt and noise.

However, Song Wei could teach him a lesson for both matters.

Jiang Mingxu shook her off stiffly and continued upstairs.

Song Wei limped after him. "I asked Uncle Dong to buy a drum set. If you don't agree, I'll move to the entrance of your room today and practice with it."

Jiang Mingxu's face was very dark, but he still ignored her. He looked impatient.

"I also bought a microphone and a stereo sound system. My singing skills are inversely proportional to my art skills. People call me a soul singer. I promise to sing until your soul ascends to heaven."

"…" Jiang Mingxu's face was now as black as the bottom of a pot, but he could not be bothered with her.

Why was it so difficult to ask this man for help? Miser.

Seeing that they were already at the door of Jiang Mingxu's bedroom, Song Wei spread open her arms at the entrance and blocked him from entering. "Young Master Jiang, think carefully. I will really annoy you to death."

Jiang Mingxu looked towards her and raised his eyebrows. "Do you really want my help so badly?"

Song Wei nodded.

"There is a way." Jiang Mingxu hooked his finger at her.

Song Wei leaned over.

Jiang Mingxu leaned over and whispered in her ear with a low but forceful voice, "Sleep with me."