Song Xi had originally drunk quite a bit, but she did not feel sleepy at all now. She stared at the wall with bright eyes and fell into deep thought again.
She was neither a naive fool nor someone without a brain.
To Jiang Hao, it might have been nothing more than a casual gesture, but to her, it had changed the course of her life.
And from now on, she would bear Jiang Hao's mark. Whether he had slept with her or whether she was his woman, that label could never be removed, because everyone she came into contact with now had already accepted it as fact.
In truth, this was incredibly good news for her.
What people feared most was having no one to rely on.
That was true for men,
and even more so for women!
Being able to sign with Tencent Pictures was her good fortune, but she knew the entertainment industry was far more complicated and chaotic than outsiders imagined. The circle was only so big, and resources were limited. People constantly fought and schemed against one another. Without someone to back you up, entering it only meant being devoured until nothing remained.
Who could she rely on? Herself?
What a joke.
Her Body Protection Talisman was still Jiang Hao.
There were no secrets in this circle. If she gained some fame in the future, rumors would inevitably spread that she was the woman of Jiang Hao, the owner of Haoran Technology.
At that thought,
Song Xi pursed her lips and smiled. Well, that settled it. She could not casually get a boyfriend anymore, or everything would fall apart.
Instead, she found herself rather happy with that outcome. It seemed she had already become Jiang Hao's woman—at the very least, everyone in the entertainment industry