I Lost My Memory After Divorcing With the Big Shot

After Wen Zhi returned, he took three consecutive shots to make up for the scenes. The shooting for this time was over.

Wen Zhi looked out the window and realized that it was already evening, and the sky was completely dark.

Since he had an appointment with Si Mingchen, Wen Zhi didn’t stay and let Qing Wan go home first, waiting here for Si Mingchen.

At this time, the high-level executives of the brand happened to come over. The leading man, a tall and handsome mixed-race man, had deep and three-dimensional features with fair skin.

Ming Yantang walked over, paying no attention to the gazes of others, and held the man’s hand. “I’m done.”

The man nodded. “Let’s go eat.”

Ming Yantang gestured to Wen Zhi. “Let’s go.”

Wen Zhi obediently bid farewell, behaving like an inexperienced little quail. “Goodbye.”

He thought everyone would leave, but unexpectedly, there was one mature and elegant man left.

Judging by his fashion sense and demeanor, he was probably a high-ranking executive of the brand.

He smiled gently at Wen Zhi and said, “I would like to see the rough cut of your microfilm. Is that possible?”

Wen Zhi nodded and said, “Of course.”

There was still half an hour before the agreed time with Si Mingchen, and Wen Zhi happened to want to see it himself, so he sat next to the director with this gentleman and watched.

Wen Zhi remained quiet, listening to the conversation between the director and this unfamiliar man. He learned that the man was the general agent for the brand in the Asian region and was in charge of the marketing channels for multiple luxury brands.

“That’s about it, Manager Ye,” the director explained.

Ye Qiao nodded and looked at Wen Zhi. “The microfilm is very good. You will definitely be popular after its release.”

Wen Zhi felt delighted. “Thank you.”

While watching the microfilm, Ye Qiao had been pondering the name of this male star in his mind for a long time. He concluded that this young man seemed to be a newcomer.

“This is my business card,” Ye Qiao said with a smile. “Add me on WeChat, and I will invite you to future events.”

Wen Zhi readily agreed. After adding each other as WeChat friends, he discovered that Ye Qiao was only 32 years old, not too old.

In just a short half hour, Ye Qiao’s wit and humor left a good impression on everyone present. Combined with his youth and handsomeness, he attracted many admiring glances.

As it was getting late, Ye Qiao exchanged a few words with the director and prepared to leave. He asked Wen Zhi, “Little friend, where is your agent?”

Wen Zhi replied, “I asked her to leave earlier.”

Ye Qiao nodded and asked again, “Do you have any plans tonight? It’s late, let me treat you to a meal.”

Wen Zhi politely declined, “Thank you for your kind offer, but I’m waiting for my loved one. We have plans for tonight.”

Ye Qiao sighed with regret, “Then we’ll meet another time. Has your partner arrived? Let’s go out together.”

Si Mingchen’s last WeChat message was ten minutes ago, and by then, he had already left the underground parking lot, so he should be arriving soon.

Wen Zhi agreed, saying, “Okay.”

The main entrance of the building was already closed, so Wen Zhi and Ye Qiao left through a side door together.

Wen Zhi took the initiative to bid farewell, saying, “Stay safe on the way, goodbye.”

Ye Qiao smiled but didn’t seem to have any intention of leaving. He said, “Has your partner arrived? I’ll wait with you for a bit. It’s too dark here.”

Wen Zhi politely refused, “You haven’t eaten yet, so I won’t delay you, I’m not afraid.”

Ye Qiao said, “It’s alright.”

Wen Zhi wanted to decline again, saying, “No need—” but his words were interrupted by the honk of a car.

At that moment, a black GTR parked next to Wen Zhi and Ye Qiao. Ye Qiao’s gaze was profound as he glanced at the license plate, ultimately landing on the driver’s seat.

At the same time, the driver’s door was pushed open.

Si Mingchen stood up and looked at the two of them.

“Wen Wen, let’s go,” Si Mingchen said.

Wen Zhi took three quick steps and walked to Si Mingchen’s side, saying, “You’re here.”

Si Mingchen’s expression remained calm as his light brown eyes calmly looked at Ye Qiao behind Wen Zhi. He asked, “Who is this?”

Ye Qiao introduced himself, saying, “I’m Ye Qiao from Kangyue Group.”

Si Mingchen nodded slightly and then withdrew his gaze, looking at Wen Zhi. He asked, “Are you hungry? Let’s go.”

Wen Zhi held his stomach and replied, “I’m starving, I’m even feeling weak.”

Si Mingchen’s expression softened slightly, and he said, “We’ll go right away. Just hold on a little longer.”

After getting in the car, Si Mingchen turned the car around, and the two of them faced Ye Qiao.

At this moment, Si Mingchen stopped the car and said calmly, “You haven’t fastened your seatbelt.”

Wen Zhi responded with an “Oh” and lowered his head to find the buckle of the seatbelt. Due to the dim lighting, he had some difficulty seeing it clearly.

“Si Si, can you turn on the car lights?” Wen Zhi asked.

Si Mingchen didn’t turn on the car lights and said, “I’ll help you.”

Wen Zhi was about to thank Si Mingchen when a force came rushing towards him. Si Mingchen almost enveloped him in his arms. Because they were both looking down, their faces were very close, and their breaths intertwined.

After successfully fastening the seat belt, Si Mingchen gently lifted his head.

In an instant, he kissed Wen Zhi’s lips.

“For you, a kiss at noon.”