Chapter 43: Should Be Under the Car

Chapter 43

None of Song Jixing's suggestions were adopted by the crowd.

She took a look at the image of the island, and asked the tour guide, "Is naming the island urgent?"

"No rush. This is a gift for you. Feel free to use it whenever you've decided on a name," said the tour guide.

Song Jixing nodded. "Then let me think about it some more before deciding on a name."

And so, the show was perfectly concluded.

The crowd exchanged contact details and said their goodbyes at the pier, looking forward to the next gathering.

At the parking lot, Song Jixing bumped into her agent, Feng Juechen, who had a similar elite style as Xu Kai.

"Hello, hello! You're Song Jixing!" Ren Xun walked up and greeted Song Jixing with a handshake.

Ren Xun had heard all about Song Jixing's name through the grapevine.

However, it was only recently that he found out Feng Juechen's "Song Jixing" was the Song Jixing under Lan Ying Entertainment.

Not only were their names identical, but they were the same person.

Wasn't Song Jixing supposed to have the image of an inspirational actress? Raised in an orphanage and still managed to get into a top university?

How did Feng Juechen become her brother?

Ren Xun remembered Feng Juechen's explanation that one took the father's surname and one took the mother's.

Meeting Song Jixing for the first time and noticing their identical temperament, Ren Xun really doubted they were siblings.

"Hello! Thank you for taking care of my junior," Song Jixing greeted politely.

Junior?

Despite his many doubts, Ren Xun still smiled and responded, "No problem at all. It's my duty."

After Feng Juechen got in the car, Ren Xun sat beside him. He first pulled up the small door between the driver's compartment before turning on soft music. He then probed Feng Juechen about his sister relationship with Song Jixing.

"You two aren't biological siblings?" Ren Xun asked gingerly.

Feng Juechen sat upright on the white sofa seat next to him, lazily scrolling through his tablet. "No!"

"Then one took the father's surname and one took the mother's?" Ren Xun asked.

Just as Ren Xun was thinking of having his new artist appear on a talent show to gain some exposure, the company directly ensured Feng Juechen a spot on a new variety show alongside other up and coming artists.

This greatly exceeded Ren Xun's expectations. Upon hearing about Feng Juechen's contract terms,

Ren Xun even felt it was unlike a proper artist contract. It was more like Feng Juechen was the boss's son coming to play in the entertainment industry and could leave anytime.

But after hearing about his ties with Song Jixing, Ren Xun began rethinking his assumptions.

If Feng Juechen was the boss's son, why was Song Jixing at a different company?

Previously, he thought Feng Juechen had the boss under his spell. But after analyzing their entanglement, it seemed like Song Jixing was the one who had the boss and Feng Juechen under her spell.

Why didn't Song Jixing charm her own boss instead?

The more Ren Xun thought about it, the more confused he got. He decided to just let it go.

As long as there was no unlawful or unethical conduct, and schedules were properly completed, he didn't care about Feng Juechen's private life.

Speaking of which, Ren Xun urged again, "Are you really not considering the apartment the company arranged? It's easy to be photographed by paparazzi living outside."

"No need. I have a place to live," Feng Juechen directly rejected.

The van stopped outside Hong Chaoyang Residences. After Ren Xun escorted Feng Juechen a few steps, he noticed another similar-sized van parked nearby.

The door opened and Song Jixing slowly emerged.

Ren Xun's eyes widened as he shifted his gaze between them. "You two live together?"

Feng Juechen candidly admitted, "Yes, we've always lived together!"

Ren Xun suddenly felt his heart ache. He needed to leave for a bit to collect himself, so he hurriedly bid Feng Juechen goodbye and got in the van.

Right after the van door closed and the engine started,

Ren Xun caught a glimpse of a girl with a ponytail running out from the residence entrance towards Feng Juechen and Song Jixing. She happily rested a hand on each of their legs.

The girl was petite with fair, cute features.

Gripping the door frame tightly, Ren Xun was utterly confused by the sight, like a Siberian brown bear.

Could it be what he was thinking?

No way, right?

Maybe he shouldn't be in the van but under it instead.