"Mr. Ling, you've finally come; I've been so eager to give you a call," she said enthusiastically as she ushered Ling Zhenfei into the room.

Inside the room, a pair of slippers had already been prepared for Ling Zhenfei. It wasn't clear if the brand-new slippers had just been purchased, but Ji Mei actually took off the shoes from Ling Zhenfei's feet and put the slippers on him herself.

Ling Zhenfei was somewhat surprised, "Miss Ji, you're too kind. You're a big star, after all."

Ji Mei laughed, "Compared to you, this big star isn't very famous. You don't need to have any reservations; this is what I should do."

As they spoke, Ji Mei also took off Ling Zhenfei's coat and hung it in the cloakroom.

The house was a European-style villa, probably three stories tall. The spacious home was splendidly decorated, from the décor to the furniture, all exuding luxury.

"Mr. Ling, why are you still standing there? Come on in."

Seeing Ling Zhenfei somewhat dazed, Ji Mei urged him.

Ling Zhenfei nodded and went in. In other people's homes, the living room is immediately visible upon entering, but Ji Mei's house had a hallway right after the entrance, with cloakrooms on both sides, leading to the living room only after passing through the hallway.

The living room was divided into a large living room, a small living room, and a dining room, each with a different style. Now, on the dining room table, wine glasses had already been placed, immaculate and waiting for guests to enjoy.

"Is this big house just for you?" Ling Zhenfei asked Ji Mei because he hadn't heard any other voices.

Ji Mei nodded, "Yeah, I'm used to living alone. I don't feel comfortable with other people around."

"That must be tiring," Ling Zhenfei said, somewhat surprised. Logically, as a minor celebrity and a big boss, Ji Mei's home should have had housekeepers, or so he thought.

"I'm just destined to be a hard worker. If you ask me to idle away my time, I really can't do it. Whenever I have the time, I like to listen to music and clean by myself."

The two of them sat on the sofa and talked for a while, and Ling Zhenfei began to truly understand Ji Mei. Their last meeting was the first time they had met and was mainly to assist Chu Bingqing in obtaining elixir, so their conversation hadn't touched on personal matters.

This time was different. Ling Zhenfei's visit to Ji Mei's house indicated that they were now friends, so it was appropriate to ask personal questions.

Through their conversation, he learned that Ji Mei had never been married; she was a well-known advocate of staying single in the industry, always prioritizing her career. Although she didn't mention it, Ling Zhenfei knew her career wasn't going very smoothly at the moment.

"Enough about that; it's getting late. I'll go cook now. I don't know what ingredients you've prepared," she said, smiling as she opened the refrigerator. "Look at all the stuff in my fridge. I love every dish you make."

Ling Zhenfei glanced inside Ji Mei's refrigerator, which was indeed very well-stocked, essentially a super-complete range of ingredients. It was clear that Ji Mei cooked often.

After thinking for a moment, Ling Zhenfei said, "How about this: since you have such a variety of ingredients, I'll make 'Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.' I don't know if you drink alcohol or if there's anything you can't eat."

Ji Mei quickly shook her head, "I don't have any dietary restrictions. 'Buddha Jumps Over the Wall,' drunken shrimp, and the like are my favorites."

"Then you're really in for a treat. My 'Buddha Jumps Over the Wall' is absolutely different from anyone else's. I'll think of the rest of the dishes myself; you go and rest."

The kitchen was located in a corner on the first floor, a relatively independent space. To keep the smells from spreading to other areas, it was thoroughly sealed off.

Then Ling Zhenfei began preparing the ingredients, but Ji Mei didn't leave; she stayed by his side, busy and looking utterly content.

Ling Zhenfei didn't say anything. Since Ji Mei was enjoying herself, he let her be. Having a beauty for company definitely made it feelspecial.

The two of them chatted as they worked with the ingredients, not stopping until everything was in the pot. Only then did Ji Mei walk to the kitchen door.

"I'll leave the rest to you. I'll go get the wine ready," she said, then ran off like a playful deer, looking very lively.

A smile appeared on Ling Zhenfei's face. Ji Mei, such a major star and a strong woman, had such an adorable side to her, which he hadn't expected.

Ling Zhenfei's version of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall was unique in its ingredients and method, but he regretted adding the wine, as the dish would absorb all the alcohol from the soup in the end.

It wasn't the same as drinking. It tasted fantastic, but too much would definitely intoxicate. If Ji Mei drank too much, it wouldn't be good.

But the wine was already in there, and not even someone as capable as Ling Zhenfei could take it back out.

There was no helping it; he'd just have to remind Ji Mei to eat less later. After getting the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall stewing, Ling Zhenfei began preparing other dishes.

Alert to every sound around him, he suddenly heard the doorbell ring at Ji Mei's house followed by the sound of her footsteps opening the door.

"Hello, who are you?"

A man's voice came from the entrance: "Miss Ji, you seem to have a short memory for familiar faces. Have you forgotten me? I'm Zhu Weida from Ouya Group."

Ji Mei suddenly realized, "Oh, it's President Zhu. What brings you here, and without any notice?"

Zhu Weida laughed, "I really didn't dare to call. If I had, you might have been out of the house on some errand, so I thought it better to come right over. Luckily, I found you in."

"President Zhu, it's quite late, and it isn't appropriate for you to visit now. Let's talk about any issues tomorrow," Ji Mei's voice was clearly displeased.

Zhu Weida, still smiling, said, "Miss Ji, that's where you're wrong. I'm at your doorstep; the least you could do is invite us in to talk."

As he finished speaking, Zhu Weida and his people tried to barge into the room, and Ji Mei hurriedly blocked them: "I'm sorry, but I have guests over today. I can't let you in."

But what could Ji Mei do, a woman alone, to stop so many men? The men just walked straight into the living room.

"What guests? I don't see anyone," scoffed Zhu Weida, glancing around and not spotting anyone. He laughed derisively.

"Director Ji, I really can't trust what you say anymore. How much do you owe us already for the goods? Dragging it out like this isn't good," he said as he arrogantly seated himself on the sofa, acting like a rogue rather than a company manager.

Ji Mei's expression turned sour, "Manager Zhu, I've already discussed the payment with Director Shi. Director Shi agreed to give me a few more days. I really don't understand why you're here today."

Zhu Weida's expression also darkened, "Hmph, Director Shi. I'm your direct superior. Your failure to pay affects me, not any Director Shi. I want to know when you'll pay up."

Ji Mei looked distressed, "I'll definitely pay you in the next couple of days. We've been cooperating for so long, you should know what kind of person I am."

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