Cheng Chia-chi sat on the bay window and looked out at the vast grassland and lake outside the villa. She could vaguely see the lights on the other side of the lake.

"So you're here."

Cheng Chia-chi turned her head and saw Jackson Yee walk over with a plate of desserts. He sat down next to her, put the fork in her hand, and said with a smile, "Eat some.

You didn't eat anything last night. "

Cheng Chia-chi forced a smile, but still picked up a piece of osmanthus cake with her fork.

"What were you thinking about just now?

You were so engrossed in your thoughts. "Jackson Yee asked.

"I was thinking about what to do in the future." Cheng Chia-chi looked at the gray sky without any stars and smiled. "It's too hard to be an idol.

I can barely sing, but I don't know how to dance or act. "

"Learn."

Jackson Yee looked out of the big window like she did. "Mr. Zheng arranged for us to do things for the next week.

Fat Tiger said that I have to learn to be like a girl. "

"For example," Jackson Yee pointed at his legs and joked, "You can't sit with your legs crossed."

Zheng Jiaqi giggled and reached out to tuck his hair, which had been messed up by the night wind, behind his ears.

Girls are more particular than boys. "

Because her body was occupied, without the careful care of the owner, her well-maintained long black hair became a little rough.

Her warm hand touched the cool skin behind his ear, and Jackson Yee's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"After washing your hair, use conditioner and essential oil. My hair can't be messy."

“？

… Okay. "

"Remember to apply sunscreen when you go out. I don't want to get dark."

"Okay."

"Apply body lotion after the shower. Your skin will be smoother."

"No problem."

Zheng Jiaqi rambled on and on, and Jackson Yi obediently agreed one by one.

Looking at him nodding like a chicken pecking at rice, Cheng Chia-chi finally smiled through her tears.

The teenager also smiled shyly and gently, with shallow dimples at the corners of his mouth.

She smiled and said with emotion, "Actually, I have thought about selfishly saying it out loud and running back to City G to live my own life.

After all, my parents and brothers will definitely take care of me. "

Indeed, Jackson Yee thought that the Jeong Clan couple would definitely take good care of her.

"But it's not fair to you."

For the sake of his dream, he had gone through many hardships over the years. Only then could he stand on the resplendent stage in glory, smiling and waving at the Red Sea. Hundreds responded to his call and tens of thousands of people crowded around him.

Zheng Jiaqi said to Yi Guan Qianxi. Her eyes were bright and clean. "Although it's hard to learn and adapt to another person's life.

.... at least we can get our lives back on track. "...............

In order to be themselves one day, he and she both had to work hard.

Looking at the helpless but determined smile on her face, Jackson Yee pursed his lips.

Qiqi was a cheerful girl who liked to laugh.

But because of her family, she was still a little arrogant and willful. For example, she would ask others to try any method she came up with. Sometimes, she would talk without considering other people's feelings.

But she was still kind and pure inside. After she calmed down, she would start to think for others and reflect.

She knew that this road was tiring and difficult, but for him, for everyone, she still gritted her teeth and walked on with determination.

Putting a piece of purple potato cake into Jackson Yee's mouth, Cheng Chia-chi rubbed his head and smiled. "Thank you, Brother Jackson."

She knew that since he came in, he had been quietly coaxing her and obediently agreeing to everything.

Since this incident happened, he had been maintaining a high level of calmness and could even estimate her feelings.

On the other hand, she was older than him for a few years. She was almost 21 years old, but she was not even as mature as her younger brother who was not even 18 years old.

Cheng Chia-chi chuckled and her eyes curved. "Let's work hard together!".

Jackson Yee was slightly stunned. Then, he nodded seriously and promised.

The next day, Assistant Yan carried two large boxes of documents and placed them in front of each of them with a loud thud.

Cheng Chia-chi, who said that she would work hard the night before, almost burst into tears. "Brother Yan, why are there so many?!".

"Ahem."

Assistant Yan coughed and held back his laughter. "Little Miss, what you have to memorize is already considered little. Look at Mr. Yi's."

Cheng Chia-chi's file box was obviously smaller than Jackson's.

"Bullsh * t!

It's good that he's just memorizing.

I still have to learn how to sing and dance, and a few acting classes. "Cheng Chia-chi looked at him with a" don't lie to me "look and collapsed on the sofa.

Assistant Yan smiled. "That's right.

Little Miss, your singing class will start in ten minutes. Please get ready. "

"Okay, okay!"

Jackson Yee quickly held down Cheng Chia-chi. "Qiqi, I have a job the day after tomorrow. Hurry up and make up for it!"

Cheng Chia-chi was stunned. Hearing that there was a job, she immediately panicked. "So soon?!"

Fat Tiger was also quite distressed. "There's no other way. The job was arranged beforehand.

I didn't expect this to happen. "

"Sigh." Fat Tiger looked at the schedule in his hand and was worried.

"Sigh.

Okay. "Cheng Chia-chi sighed and looked at the ceiling like a salted fish.

"Sigh." Jackson Yee looked at the file box in front of him and felt terrible.

Because of the work, Zheng Jiaqi spent the rest of the time running between the dance studio and the vocal studio. She desperately tried to learn and cram at the last minute.

The vocal music class was slightly better because she had played in a school band with a few of her friends in high school. In any case, she had taken vocal music classes for two years.

But dancing was completely out of the question.

Cheng Chia-chi had never done street dancing in her 21 years of life, but Jackson's little brother … was a top street dancer.

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???

Really.

If the heavens wanted people to die, they had to die.

Fat Tiger said that there would be a birthday party for Jackson's little brother in November. Cheng Chia-chi felt that it was going to be over!

Cheng Chia-chi struggled in the sea of dance and vocal music, while Jackson Yee hugged the huge file box and appeared in every corner of the villa, flipping through the files.

The files provided by Assistant Yan included the 21 years of Qiqi's life, including family, friends, studies, life, awards, experiences, and so on. In particular, the Jeong Clan Foundation had sponsored hundreds of projects in her name.

And as the sponsor of the projects, Qiqi's life was also one of the main focuses of checking the implementation process of the projects.

This was also one of the entry points that Zheng Jiajun saw through his disguise.

Recently, when school started, Qiqi's project to help students from poor families to go to university also had to be reported.

He had to make a trip to the Jeong Clan Foundation before the National Day celebration.

He recorded the files in chronological order from the back to the front. The files were endless!

Jackson Yee slapped his forehead.