My Supermodel Wife

Chapter 805 - Monotonous Life

As soon as Chris heard the little girl's voice, the anger on his handsome face disappeared.

He sighed and eased his tone. "Did you register the account?"

On the other end of the phone, Merry answered without hesitation. "Yes, but how did you know that it was me? Amazing!"

Chris furrowed his brows in annoyance. "Give me the password, and the vote you cast… delete it immediately!"

Merry was confused. "Why? It almost reached millions, it's a shame to delete it!"

Hearing the little girl's refusal, Chris patiently explained to her, "I know you want to support Lilia, but this is wrong. The winner of this Annual Film Festival Award is in the hands of the judges. If you involve netizens, don't you understand what kind of storm will arise?"

These words left Merry speechless for a few seconds before hesitating and saying, "What's the problem? I saw online news that the candidates nominated for the Film Festival Award each year also refer to online popularity as one of the criteria!"

"I'm trying to make sister Lilia get what she deserves. Seeing her popularity on the internet, maybe this is the key to her victory!"

Chris took out a cigarette, then took a deep breath. "Since when have you been so stupid? Even if one of the criteria is online popularity, shouldn't the event organizers have the right to do so?"

"Moreover, the results of the selection are already in the hands of the judges. Come on, stop making excuses! Quickly give me the password!"

Hearing this, Merry pursed her lips. "Why are you so angry? It's not like it's going to harm Sister Lilia?"

"This is not about supporting her, if we do this then we start a war on the internet. And now it's not needed by Lilia. I will delete the voting link first, I won't delete the account because I will be using it from now on!"

"Oh..."

Merry answered very reluctantly. She left the call page, and after logging into her social media, she reluctantly deleted the voting content. Then she picked up her cellphone to ask, "Do you have any acquaintances in the Film Festival Award?"

Chris narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean?"

Merry said earnestly, "If you have ... Can't you confirm that sister Lilia gets the best female actor award? Her acting is so good, it would be too unreasonable for her not to be rewarded!"

Chris. "…"

Did Merry think the Hartanto family prepared the Film Festival Award?!

He laughed helplessly and calmed himself down before persuading the little girl. "No, there's nothing I can do. Besides, Lilia's acting skills are already very clear in everyone's eyes. If she's really good enough, the judges certainly won't make any errors."

Merry twitched the corners of her mouth. "Okay, I've sent the account and password."

"Alright, it's getting late, go and rest!"? After that, Chris was about to hang up.

The problems on the Internet were still waiting for him to solve.

After all, Lilia was now the artist of his company. And the little girl had caused unnecessary waves.

Chris took the phone away from his ear, and just was about to press the end call button with his thumb, Merry's excited voice came from behind the phone. "Brother Chris!"

"What's wrong?"

Merry thought for a moment, then she said, "When are you coming to see me?"

This one sentence made Chris' heart soften.

If it weren't for his sanity, he would seem to be going straight to the airport with his cell phone.

He couldn't leave, at least for this half month, he just couldn't go.

Chris was silent for a long time, and the little girl thought about his response which made her unhappy, then explained angrily, "I was just asking, forget it!"

Chris sighed. "Just study well abroad. When I'm free, I'll visit you!"

"Okay, I will wait for you!" Merry's pretentious tone made Chris feel sour.

He really wanted to fly to America right now, but… he still had more important things he needed to do.

...

At the same time, when Lilia called Chris, her call was not directly answered.

She stood in front of the hall and waited quietly while holding a cell phone.

In less than three minutes, Chris finally called back.

At the moment their call was connected, he shouted. "Don't worry Lilia, I'm closing the problem on the Internet!"

Hearing this, Lilia swallowed the question from her lips. "Okay, is that hard to handle?"

Chris replied, "It's not that hard. Within minutes, the voting link has been removed along with the vote count. This is just a misunderstanding, don't think too much about it. I also got the account back. Don't worry about the others, just focus on participating in the event."

Hearing Chris' explanation, Lilia didn't ask any more questions.

Maybe someone made a joke, or did bad things with good intentions.

Lilia thanked him and hung up. She clicked on her social media page and didn't find the relevant voting page, so she was relieved.

She returned to the office and cleared Harold and Joe's worries by reason of a misunderstanding.

...

From today on, Lilia's life was very predictable.

Whether it's to Lilia Studio or Gaia.

Except for Claire who sometimes asks her to go to the Widjaya family's house to accompany her and have dinner together.

Every night, she still makes video calls with Jean.

It seems that the progress of the project is going well, and Lilia is waiting for his return patiently, though her longing only becomes heavier each passing day.

Time flies, it runs like water that slides gently and shallowly without leaving a trace.

In the blink of an eye, the Annual Film Festival Award ceremony has arrived.

In the afternoon of May 4th, Lilia came to Gaia.

Compared to the simple Lilia Studio, the inside of Gaia's dressing room is more spacious and grand.

In the dressing room, Dylan, who had not seen her in a long time, came in through the door carrying his cosmetic bag.

When he saw Lilia, he said with an annoyed expression, "Oh, who is this star? I haven't seen her in a long time, is she a new artist?!"

He put his cosmetic bag on the table with a bit of a bang. He then held his chin proudly, waiting for everyone's response.

Harold furrowed his brows, took a step forward, and kicked his calf. "Why do you talk so much?"

Dylan crouched down and hummed. "After the two of you left, you didn't even invite me. You even set up your own studio. Do you think you're worthy of my loyalty?"

Lilia. " ... "

She smiled at Dylan. "Before this, my studio wasn't on the right track, so we were still focused on the management and recruitment system. That's why I don't need an MUA like you. But now, the studio's progress is pretty good. Having a contract with you is the most reasonable arrangement, don't you think?"

Hearing her voice, Dylan blinked, and said to Harold tactfully, "Try to imitate Lilia's explanation, it makes me feel more comfortable. You usually just play rough, that's why you deserve to be single!"

Harold. "...."