Cheng Weiming turned his head, paused for a moment, then smiled slightly, "What brings you here today?"
Xi Jia walked in. "We're on holiday. When does your law firm get a day off?"
Cheng Weiming: "Just for the next day or two." He made her a 3-in-1 coffee. He sat down opposite Xi Jia. "What did you want to see me about?"
Xi Jia came over with the divorce agreement. She said, "Didn't you leave two copies of the divorce agreement with me before? I want to take them back. I don't need them anymore. Mo Yushen and I have been husband and wife for a long time."
She pointed to her head, "I'm sick here, so I forgot about him."
Cheng Weiming: "I already put it in the shredder. I know you guys don't need it."
Xi Jia was surprised, "You knew all along that Mo Yushen and I were husband and wife?"
Cheng Weimo nodded. He didn't say anything else.
Xi Jia thought she had told him, but she couldn't remember.
Cheng Weimo got up and turned on his computer. "I forgot to delete the documents on my computer. There are quite a few of them."
Xi Jia walked over and asked, "What do you mean?"
Cheng Weiming: "You've signed quite a few divorce agreements in the past two years."
Xi Jia: "..."
"Attorney Cheng." The knocking sounded again, and a soft female voice came from inside.
Xi Jia and Cheng Weimo turned their heads at the same time.
It is falling.
Xi Jia doesn't know Xiang Luo. She saw the promotional photos for "The Rest of My Life" a couple of days ago, but forgot about it again today.
Cheng Weiming nodded slightly to Xiang Luo, wondering what she had to do today. The previous lawsuit had long since ended.
Xiang Luo wasn't sure if Xi Jia remembered the "The Rest of My Life" crew, so she didn't greet her.
Xi Jia said goodbye, "I'll treat you to dinner with Mo Yushen another day. I'm sorry for causing you trouble these past two years."
Cheng Weiming escorted Xi Jia to the elevator. When he returned, Xiang Luo was tidying up the somewhat messy magazines and newspapers on the coffee table.
Cheng Weiming: "No need to trouble yourself, someone will clean up in a bit."
Xiang Luo: "Anyway, I'm free."
Cheng Weimo poured her some water and asked if she had any other troubles.
Xiang Luo: "Oh, it's like this. There have been some false rumors circulating online these past few days, and I'd like you to issue me a lawyer's letter."
Cheng Weimo nodded and asked, "Is it serious?"
Xiang Luo hesitated for a few seconds, then said, "It's alright. Just give me one copy."
Cheng Weiming tried his best to meet the client's needs. Since she didn't want to say too much, he didn't press her for details. It was still early, and his assistant hadn't arrived at the office yet, so he drafted the plan himself.
Xiang Luo stood by the table, watching him type. "Thank you for what happened last time."
Cheng Weimo: "You're welcome." She had thanked him more than ten times.
Xiang Luo remained quiet and did not disturb his work.
She glanced outside, and from this angle, she could see the open-air parking lot in front of the building. Next to her car was Xi Jia's car, with a very distinctive license plate.
Xi Jia has been downstairs for quite a while, but she hasn't left yet.
Inside the car. Xi Jia was trying to calm herself down.
Mo Yushen had just mentioned to her last night that her memory might become discontinuous and stuck, but he didn't expect this symptom to appear so soon.
Just as she got into the car and started the engine, her mind suddenly went blank. Apart from knowing that she was Xi Jia, she couldn't remember anything else.
This situation lasted for several minutes.
After regaining her composure, Xi Jia sent a message to Mo Yushen: 【Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?】
Mo Yushen saw the message and had a bad feeling. He immediately dialed the number: "What's wrong?"
"husband."
"I'm here."
Xi Jia: "I got stuck just now."
"Don't move. Where are you? I'll come get you." Mo Yushen's heart also jumped.
Xi Jia: "No need, no need. I've already remembered. Now I finally understand what it's like when my mind goes completely blank when I'm writing a script."
At that moment, her memory seemed to go into a blind spot.
Xi Jia was worried: "What if this situation lasts longer in the future?" This time it was only a few minutes, but next time it could be an hour, or even a day?
Mo Yushen comforted her, "It won't be that long. You've been taking medication and are in the recovery phase, so this is normal."
He gave her another heads-up, "Next, you might experience memory distortions. That is, your memories might be random."
Xi Jia: "How does the randomization method work?"
Mo Yushen didn't know either.
Chapter 89
Xi Jia chatted with Mo Yushen for a while, then hung up.
She didn't know if the memory lapse would happen again today, so she didn't dare drive around anymore and went straight home.
She revised the script in the morning, rested for a while after lunch, and browsed her phone.
Today's trending topics are all related to "The Rest of My Life".
The cast and crew of "The Rest of My Life" appeared on an entertainment program, and last night's episode was full of surprises and easter eggs.
Xi Jia turned on her computer and started reading from the beginning.
Yu An was also watching the rebroadcast. She had watched it on TV last night, but it wasn't enough, so she watched it again today while she was bored in the office.
Today, Xinglan held a high-level meeting, and then announced a holiday after the meeting.
The office door opened, and Yu An turned around at the sound. It was Zhou Mingqian. She didn't have an office; she stayed with Zhou Mingqian whenever she came to the company.
"Director Zhou, is the meeting over?"
"Um."
Yu An turned off the video and poured tea for Zhou Mingqian.
There are still three days until Chinese New Year. Zhou Mingqian should be going home today. I heard from Zhou Mingqian's business assistant that Zhou Mingqian's parents are currently staying with his grandparents in Sydney.
If Zhou Mingqian goes home today, she will also have a holiday.
"Director Zhou, when should I book your flight?"
Zhou Mingqian didn't respond, "We'll talk about it later."
Just then, the phone rang; it was his mother. He took the phone and went outside to answer it.
Zhou's mother only saw the entertainment program Zhou Mingqian participated in today. She called to praise her son, saying that he has finally come to his senses and even knows to advertise his own jewelry.
After praising her, Zhou's mother asked, "When are you coming? If you don't come soon, New Year's Eve will be over."
Zhou Mingqian didn't say anything; he didn't intend to reply.
Zhou's mother: "Don't tell me you're rushing to finish filming. I've already called Xiao Yu. You had a meeting today and there's nothing else going on. There's no new drama starting filming."
Zhou Mingqian: "Mom, do you know that Yu An is an orphan?"
Zhou's mother was taken aback. She had met Yu An once when she visited her son on set last time. He had a good personality and a decent demeanor, but she never imagined that he had such a background.
Zhou Mingqian lit a cigarette. "New Year's Eve is her birthday. She doesn't have any friends in Beijing."
Zhou's mother: "What do you mean?"
Zhou Mingqian: "It doesn't mean anything. If it were you and my dad when we were young, we would definitely have done the same thing."
Zhou's mother understood; Zhou Mingqian wasn't going home for the New Year, but staying in Beijing with his assistant. She tentatively asked, "What do you think of this Yu An…?"
Before she could finish speaking, Zhou Mingqian interrupted her, "Mom, you're overthinking it. I don't like her like that."
Zhou's mother chuckled twice, "I hope I'm just overthinking it."
Zhou Mingqian: "I'll go back to see you and my dad after the New Year. Happy Chinese New Year."
Happy Chinese New Year.
Zhou Mingqian hung up the phone, put out his cigarette, and went back to his office.
Yu An tidied up his desk and then asked, "Director Zhou... which day's tickets are you booking?"
Zhou Mingqian threw his phone onto the table with a loud 'bang'.
Caught off guard, Yu An trembled involuntarily. He had just answered his mother's call, and she had seen the address displayed on the screen.
It seems he and his mother have had another argument.
It's great to have a family member you can argue with.
Before long, the person he had argued with was still visiting him on set in a very attentive manner.
Yu pretended not to know, "Director Zhou, what's wrong?"
Zhou Mingqian: "No need to book tickets, I'm not going back. I've had a falling out with my family." He paused for a few seconds: "I'll have to trouble you a bit to prepare some instant noodles for me and put them in the fridge, I'll eat them during the New Year."
He made himself sound pitiful.
Yu An couldn't bear it, "I won't go traveling during the holiday, I'll stay in Beijing. I'll cook you some dishes then. No overtime pay needed."
Having gotten things done so easily, Zhou Mingqian nodded, looking very tired, indicating that she could go back now. Today was the official holiday, and work would resume after the Lantern Festival.
Yu An went to the supermarket that evening to buy some New Year's goods. She bought two portions of all the ingredients, one for Zhou Mingqian. After leaving the supermarket, she received a call from Xi Yelan.
Yu An was overjoyed. After the call connected, Yu An chatted with Xi Yelan about her recent situation and inquired about Xi Jia's recent condition.
Xi Yelan then got to the point: "Jiajia told me last year that I should celebrate your birthday every year from now on. Come to my house for dinner on New Year's Eve, it will be more lively with more people."
Yu An was too moved to speak. The last time she shed tears was on New Year's Eve last year, when Xi Jia celebrated her birthday.