It goes without saying who sent the express delivery.

Ying Ruxing lowered her eyes and looked at the two property certificates, and couldn't help but smile at herself.

The first time, he gave it to her but she refused. The second time, he had the same attitude.

Ying Ruxing felt a chill in her heart. She did not regret having this relationship with Shi Jinyuan. She did it willingly.

What she thought was actually not important to him.

In his mind, this was all she wanted.

Ying Ruxing's eyes were red as she touched the property certificate. The young assistant didn't dare to say a word when she saw her expression.

She sniffed and smiled. She was quite valuable.

Both Bajingyuan and the one she lives in now are houses in prime locations.

If she sleeps with her once, the house is worth tens of millions that others would struggle to afford in several lifetimes. If she sleeps with her twice, the house is worth tens of millions.

Ying Ruxing understood that Shi Jinyuan's attitude was the same as before.

Two apartments, cleaned up completely.

She silently put away the house deed, looked out the window and let out a long sigh.

Now that we have come this far, we can't just give up everything.

What Shi Jinyuan said was right at the beginning. We should always think more about ourselves.

I had dinner outside with my assistant, and Ning Meigui called me in the evening.

"Ruxing, you finally made it!"

She fiddled with the documents in her hand excitedly. "You've been invited to Milan Fashion Week! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. All the guests invited to this fashion week are international stars."

"How did the organizer know me, a nobody? Did they make a mistake?"

Ying Ruxing looked suspicious, and Ning Meigui shook her head, "I thought it was a mistake, but they specifically asked you to go."

Not feeling lucky, Ying Ruxing thought about the last endorsement and asked with a frown, "Could it be arranged by Xu Ningchen again?"

"No." Ning Meigui answered decisively, "Although he has some ability, his reach is not long enough to reach abroad."

Hearing her say this, Ying Ruxing felt relieved.

I hope it’s not Xu Ningchen, so that I don’t have to owe someone a favor again.

“Maybe it’s because of Hidden Mountain, most of Director Xu Jinzhi’s works have been shown overseas.”

Ying Ruxing nodded and thought so too.

Going to Milan Fashion Week requires going abroad, and visas and passports need to be prepared in advance. Ying Ruxing has also looked at the schedule. She has already finished filming when she goes, so there will be no problem with the schedule.

The only problem is, the costumes.

Ying Ruxing has no money and cannot afford to buy high-end fashion out of her own pocket.

Let alone haute couture, the money she had wasn't even enough to buy an out-of-season item.

Qingteng's fashion director could help, as he had the resources and abilities, but international stylists and luxury brands were unwilling to lend clothes to an unknown little actress.

All they can handle are niche brands, but putting niche brands in a fashion week full of fancy and dazzling designs will only make people laugh.

In the end, Ning Meigui shamelessly approached her former partner and borrowed a out-of-season dress.

Even though it's out of season, it's still a big brand and at least you won't be embarrassed if you wear it out.

The fashion week lasts for three days and a total of three sets of clothes are needed. But now only one set has been borrowed. Ning Meigui said she will find a way to get the rest.

Ying Ruxing just focused on filming.

The next day.

Xu Ningchen came again with small cakes and drinks.

The people around started to make a noise and looked at Ying Ruxing with wide eyes. The actors around him joked softly. Ying Ruxing just felt embarrassed and not happy at all.

"Mr. Xu."

When Xu Ningchen handed the things to her, Ying Ruxing called him.

All eyes were on the two of them. Ying Ruxing stood up and said, "Excuse me for a moment."

Xu Ningchen followed them and walked forward a few dozen meters. They were some distance away from the set so others couldn't hear them talking, but they could clearly see their movements and interactions.

Ying Ruxing kept a distance from him the whole time, took out her phone and transferred money to Xu Ningchen, "Thank you for sending me things these days. I know you definitely don't think highly of these small amounts of money, but it's a token of my appreciation."

She just returned the money Xu Ningchen used to buy things to him intact.

Xu Ningchen's face was a little stiff, "What are you doing?"

"Mr. Xu, I am very grateful for your love for me. It also lets me know that I am still loved in this world. However, I still say that my identity and my profession make me unworthy of you."

"We are always two parallel lines that can never cross."

"So, Mr. Xu, don't come here anymore."

Ying Ruxing thought that he had said this very tactfully, without embarrassing him and at the same time making his meaning clear.

Xu Ningchen's stiff expression slowly relaxed, and a bit of tenderness appeared in his eyes. "Ruxing, it's okay. I know you have concerns, and I don't want to make empty promises to you. I just hope that my love for you is not a burden to you."

"It doesn't matter if you have concerns now. We have a lot of time together. I believe you can see my feelings."

Ying Ruxing lowered her eyes, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes.

"Mr. Xu, I've said everything I need to say. I have to film a scene and I'm leaving now."

Ying Ruxing returned to the crew, gave a few instructions to the assistant, and then looked away.

In the future, if Xu Ningchen sends something in her name again, the payment will be settled on the spot.

The rest will not be accepted.

...

At the end of October, Ying Ruxing finished filming her role.

Time to attend Milan Fashion Week.

Ning Meigui paid for a business class ticket for her. Just as Ying Ruxing arrived at her seat, someone coming towards her bumped into her.

She subconsciously staggered back, and felt a warm sensation on her back, holding her securely.

The person who bumped into her said sorry and hurried to the bathroom.

Ying Ruxing turned around and wanted to thank the person who supported her, but she was stunned for a moment.

The man's tall figure was as straight as a pine or cypress. He was probably on a plane, so he was not dressed very formally.

Wearing a loose and comfortable light grey wool plush sweater and trousers with a great drape, he shed his usual calculating and cold demeanor and became much more easy-going.

But those deep eyes were cold, without any emotion.

He let go of her hand. Ying Ruxing drooped her eyelashes in panic and squeezed out two words from her throat with difficulty, "Thank you."

Returning to his seat, he sat diagonally behind himself.

Ying Ruxing didn't dare to turn her head to look at Shi Jinyuan, for fear that she would not be able to hold back her sadness and burst into tears.

It has been half a month since we last met.

She also didn't expect that the two would meet under such circumstances.

She always thought she would say something about what happened that day, but she was just overthinking it.

She always imagined and expected it again and again, but his attitude was exactly the same every time.

The flight to Milan took eleven hours in total.

She and Shi Jinyuan did not communicate throughout the whole process. After she thanked him, Shi Jinyuan drew the curtain to block her sight.

By the time Ying Ruxing woke up from her sleep after landing, he had already disappeared.