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Chapter 446 - 446 447 Cold War (9)_1
Chapter 446 - 446 447 Cold War (9)_1
?Chapter 446: Chapter 447: Cold War (9)_1 Chapter 446: Chapter 447: Cold War (9)_1 In all his life, Liang Chen had never humbled himself to please anyone in such a way. During these days, he had been telling himself to be indulgent, overwhelmingly so.
Not until this moment, her harsh words pierced his heart. He continued to endure silently, thinking that Jing Haohao would eventually stop being angry. As long as he treated her unreservedly, she would eventually forgive, and accept him.
Liang Chen took a deep breath to suppress the discomfort in his heart, and slowly moved away from Jing Haohao.
Jing Haohao immediately pulled up the quilt, covered herself, and turned her back to him.
Her swift move to establish a boundary between them left Liang Chen almost breathless.
It turned out, the power to cause hurt was a unique privilege one person could bestow upon another.
From his childhood, whether he desired wind or rain, he received it. Everyone he met would be respectful and courteous to him.
He had never known what it felt like to be hurt. He had always considered himself the most invincible man in the world, unscathed by swords or guns, never to be harmed by anyone.
However, invisibly, he gave Jing Haohao the freedom to do whatever she wanted in his world.
Love is a duel; he who falls in love first, loses.
He once treated her so recklessly, but now he was controlling his emotions, willingly compromising for her.
Indeed, adoration is reckless, but love is restraint.
Liang Chen swallowed, said towards Jing Haohao’s back, “Goodnight, Haohao.”
Jing Haohao quietly lay there, without any reaction, not even a stir in her body.
His words, just like throwing into the vast, empty night sky, disappeared without a trace, all without any response.
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The next day, when Jing Haohao woke up, she felt a bit sore in her waist and back. It took her a while to recall what had happened between her and Liang Chen last night.
She raised the quilt and sat up. As she turned to get off the bed, she saw a large shopping bag beside her pillow. Without thinking, Jing Haohao knew it was a gift from Liang Chen.
She reached out, picked it up, opened it, saw the limited edition luxury handbag inside, drooped her eyelids, shoved the bag back into the package, just like before, casually put it on the bedside table, then headed to the bathroom.
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This time, unlike before, Jing Haohao didn’t fancy idling around in the villa.
The day after she returned to Jiangshan City, she contacted Xian’er and asked her to keep an eye out for suitable scripts, and if the role was right, accept it straightaway.
At ten o’clock this morning, she received a call from Xian’er. It was an Ancient Costume Drama where she would portray the second female lead role, the likable, younger cousin of the male lead character. Playing out a light-hearted love affair with the emperor’s guard.
Jing Haohao casually listened to it, found no issues, and directly had Xian’er accept it.
Although Jing Haohao was not famous, as a veteran actress with a low fee, many experienced directors liked to cast her.
So, the director replied to Jing Haohao in the afternoon after she had agreed in the morning. She was asked to audition the next day and, if suitable, could join the crew to start shooting the day after.
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That night, Liang Chen again came home late.
Jing Haohao had already gone to bed. When Liang Chen woke up the next morning, Jing Haohao also opened her eyes.