Professional Stand-in, With an Hourly Salary of 100,000

Since it was outside her working hours, Ji Fanyin couldn’t be bothered to engage him in a conversation. Her gaze swept across Bai Zhou as if he was a mere stranger, and she walked away right after collecting her Chili Oil Bon Bon Chicken.

But barely after taking a couple of steps, Bai Zhou suddenly caught up with her and asked with a suppressed voice, “Are you going to meet Song Shiyu?”

Ji Fanyin blinked her eyes.

Her dress style was considerably different from Ji Xinxin, so it wasn’t really surprising that Bai Zhou would deduce so.

Bai Zhou shot a glance at Ji Fanyin’s phone screen, which was still on the review she had meticulously edited, and saw a line of words: It has been long since I felt such deep sorrow over a single remark.

It was immediately made apparent to him that she had suffered some grievances over at Song Shiyu’s side, and he snorted in disdain.

Under Bai Zhou’s intent stare, Ji Fanyin calmly switched off her phone screen and slipped it into her pocket. “Same as yesterday, I got off work in advance because my client has something up.”

Bai Zhou slipped his hands into his pockets and sneered, “So, you cried because Song Shiyu dumped you?”

Ji Fanyin knew that he was having a major misunderstanding here, but she really couldn’t really be bothered to clarify it—provided that he was willing to listen at all.

“Do you like him that much? If that’s the case, why don’t you find a way to snatch him over?” said Bai Zhou.

Ji Fanyin understood right away that Bai Zhou was intending to use her to get rid of one of his love rivals. She gave it some thought before replying with a strained tone, “He’d have already fallen in love with me if that was possible.”

Bai Zhou was exasperated by her lack of motivation.

Ji Fanyin calmly took out the cheapest seaweed skewer and offered it to him. “It’s a coincidence that we met here. A special benefit for a returning customer, I’ll share one with you.”

“I don’t want it,” Bai Zhou rejected her offer coldly.

Ji Fanyin couldn’t be bothered to ask again out of politeness, so she retracted her hand and bade him farewell. “Alright. See you then.”

She walked away while chewing on the seaweed skewer.

“―Bai Zhou, who is that? I didn’t see her face, but she looks a little familiar…?”

Bai Zhou turned around impatiently and replied perfunctorily, “It’s no one. I got the wrong person.”

Ji Fanyin carefully finished her box of bon bon chicken, making sure not to splatter any chili oil on her clothes. After that, she headed for the bubble tea store to get herself a drink.

While she was queuing up to make her order, she suddenly received a call from Song Shiyu.

“Did you return home safely?” asked Song Shiyu.

Despite his words of concern, it sounded more like a meaningless conversation starter due to what he said afterward.

“Accompany me for dinner now.”

Ji Fanyin was in the midst of tapping on the ordering machine when she heard those words and decisively chose to walk away.

Why should I spend my own money when someone else is treating me?

She began making her way back to the restaurant she had previously agreed to meet Song Shiyu at, but along the way, she just so happened to bump into Bai Zhou yet again.

Ji Fanyin: “…”

What kind of fate is this? Is this a sign that I’m going to get a reservation from him?

Bai Zhou was standing in front of a popular restaurant that was trending on social media at the moment, though he wasn’t accompanied with his buddies. He leaned against the wall with a hand in the pocket and the other one fiddling with his phone. Despite the sour look on his face, there were still many women who couldn’t help but sneak peeks at him while passing by…

… though there was one who looked at him openly.

Ji Fanyin thought about it for a moment, but she decided to prioritize her current reservation. So, she ignored Bai Zhou and walked past him.

“Hey.” Almost as if he had eyes on the top of his head, Bai Zhou called out to her while she was passing him by. “Are you intentionally loitering around me?”

Ji Fanyin stopped and turned to look at him. “I have an appointment right now over at that direction. Young master Bai, do you want to make a reservation too?”

Bai Zhou glanced at the direction Ji Fanyin was walking toward and asked, “Song Shiyu called you over?”

Ji Fanyin responded with a silent smile.