Revenge Sevenfold

In the blink of an eye, five days had passed.

Hui Yin panted as she got off the treadmill and wiped her sweaty forehead with a towel.

She realized how much her stamina was lacking after her daily dance practices. Hui Yin didn't like to exercise, and thought that it was useless since it would just make her go hungry and eat food again.

But this time, Hui Yin was determined. To be a successful actress, she needed to maintain her figure. She had to incorporate exercises in her regimen and make it into a habit so that she wouldn't quit halfway.

Since she was still under house arrest, Hui Yin decided to exercise on the treadmill nobody ever used in the third floor of the apartment. There was a mini-gym here, with enough equipment for seven girls to use in unison.

She thought once again that it seemed like this apartment was especially built to cater to their needs. But that couldn't be right. Hui Yin knew that the budget for this TV series was low, which was why aside from Guo Liqin, not a single popular actress had auditioned for this. Did Director Peng manage to find a financial backer?

Hui Yin went back to her room and took a hot shower. After dressing in a comfortable large shirt and a pair of shorts, she picked up her phone from the bed and saw that she had about three missed calls from Jiang Xu.

Her lips curved. That lazy bum, was he slacking off from work again? He actually had time to waste and disturb her?

"Hey," she said to him after the phone clicked. "What are you calling me for? Don't tell me you're being irresponsible at work again."

"Wifey, I missed you." His voice sounded sullen.

A feeling of warmth bubbled from the depths of her heart. "Why are you missing me for? I don't miss you."

"..."

Hui Yin laughed. It felt good to tease him. Jiang Xu had always been a smooth-talker. If she took everything he said at face value, it would only create misunderstandings between them.

"You don't miss me...at all?"

She could almost picture him pouting, his hair like an electrocuted starfish sitting on the top of his head.

"No," Hui Yin said seriously. At the sound of his nearly inaudible grumbling, she couldn't stifle the giggle that bubbled out of her throat. "I miss the twins more. Are they there? Can I talk to them?"

Jiang Xu was currently crouching under the desk in his office, trying to hide from the eyes of a certain brat. He didn't know what got into Wuji, but he started coming more into the company all of a sudden. He even demanded for Jiang Xu to teach him the basics of his job as a CEO, his cold expression looking extremely distressed.

Jiang Xu gulped. There's no way he would let that brat talk to his Wifey! He and Shang even had a sleepover with her. Now that Wifey had broken off her engagement, he needed to become her favorite person first! He couldn't let those brats take over and steal her again.

"They're...not here..."

The lie tumbled out of his lips awkwardly, as Jiang Xu had never lied to her before out of his own volition.

It was Hui Yin's turn to pout. "They're not there? Aww, I wanted to talk to them..."

BAM!

She jumped up from the bed in shock, startled at the loud noise that came from the phone.

"Jiang Xu, you bastard, what was that?You nearly gave me a heart attack!"

But Hui Yin didn't even finish yelling at her phone when a series of beeps informed her that Jiang Xu had already hung up. She stared at the screen, struck speechless. When she dialled his number again, all she got was his voicemail. Her expression soured. Just wait until they see each other again...she was going to wring his stupid neck!

But there was no need for that.

On the other end, Jiang Xu was clutching his head that had bumped the bottom surface of the table, his face ashen. His eyes were round as he stared at the four-year old boy that was glaring at him, and at the phone that had fallen to the floor, which he hastily covered with his right hand.

Jiang Xu felt like a spy who invaded an enemy territory and was about to be beheaded for capital punishment.

Little Wuji looked at him.

Jiang Xu looked back at Little Wuji.

And without the slightest change in his expression, Little Wuji lifted up his foot and stomped on Jiang Xu's hand.