Xu Chacha pushed the suitcase behind them, while Wen Mubai followed at a leisurely pace.
Fortunately, this woman still had some conscience. She knew to lend a hand when carrying things up and down. When they arrived at the destination, Jiang Panpan stretched out her hand and said, "Cash on delivery."
Wen Mubai glanced at her and took out his wallet.
Xu Chacha watched from the side and said, "They really give money?"
"Here you go." Wen Mubai pulled out something with his fingers—a concert ticket. "Your sister Panpan is obsessed with idols. Don't follow her example."
Jiang Panpan has some connections in the industry, but unfortunately, her idol is too popular, and she couldn't get a single ticket no matter how many she asked. She had no choice but to ask Wen Mubai for help.
"Thank you, Mr. Wen. I, Jiang, am willing to serve you like a slave for a hundred years!"
"No need, I won't live to see that day."
Jiang Panpan happily carried her spoils back to the studio, and her assistant immediately came up to her.
"You're finally back! We're looking for your signature, but neither the boss nor you are here."
Jiang Panpan wiped her sweat, propping herself up on the corner of the table with one hand. "Stop talking. I was dragged by your Wen University designer to help her move. Quick, get me a glass of water, I'm dying of thirst."
As soon as they noticed someone was gossiping, the people in the break room came over, and one of the quick-witted ones immediately brought over a glass of ice-cold water.
"Wow, they're living together so soon? I thought the boss was the type who would date for years before reluctantly committing to a relationship."
"You're wrong. Your boss is a beast who can be known by his appearance but not his heart."
Some people didn't believe it, saying, "That's impossible."
Jiang Panpan gave a forced smile, "I mean, she treats me like a slave or a beast, but she dotes on her little girl."
"Ahhh, I knew it!"
"Tell us quickly, who is that person? Is it a model?"
"A model who can get the boss's attention must be incredibly talented! We're so curious!"
Jiang Panpan waved her hand, "No, I can't say. If I do, I'll pack my bags and get out of here tomorrow."
"Tch~"
"What gossip? Why don't you tell me too?" A strange voice appeared behind Jiang Panpan.
She turned her head and looked at him with a sarcastic smile. "What brings you here, Wen, the great singer?"
With a strong backer, it's good to have a big tree to lean on. Although Wen's Group faced numerous crises recently, it managed to weather the storm. As the company's pillar, Wen Shiyu's career is naturally on the rise. Her new digital single has just debuted at number one on various music charts.
There was some exaggeration, but because so many big-character posters were written, it became the truth.
Jiang Panpan and Wen Mubai knew each other for a long time, so she was naturally quite familiar with her step-sister. She knew that Wen Shiyu was probably eager to spread her wings and go everywhere these days to announce to the world that her popularity had skyrocketed and her status had become high.
Wen Shiyu wore incredibly high stilettos, her chin held high. Without even trying to make an expression, her arrogant demeanor was already ingrained in her very being.
"My dad asked me to come and see her, so I came to check on her. What, am I bothering you?"
Jiang Panpan secretly rolled her eyes. "No, it's just that our place is small and we don't have much to offer you. Would you like some plain water?"
"No, thank you. I only drink triple-filtered pure mountain spring water, yours..."
"It's sixteen yuan a bucket, and it's also spring water." Take it or leave it; nobody actually pours it for her.
Jiang Panpan couldn't wait for her to leave; she was just getting in the way.
Wen Shiyu knew, of course, that she was not well-liked and that she was too lazy to come, but she couldn't disobey her father's orders.
She originally just wanted to show her face and leave, but now she doesn't want to leave.
"You guys just said that Wen Mubai is having an affair with a young model?"
"You actually believe this kind of gossip?" Jiang Panpan said sarcastically. "I thought you were someone who had suffered greatly in the industry and wouldn't believe a single word of it."
"Since you two are so close, of course I believe what you say."
Jiang Panpan was furious at how brazenly they were eavesdropping, but she had to maintain her composure. "You've misunderstood. I didn't say any of that. The kids were just guessing, weren't they?"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
"We just like to talk nonsense and chat randomly."
"Yeah, hahaha, I don't even believe what I made up myself."
Wen Shiyu knew perfectly well that the girls were in cahoots and didn't intend to tell her. "Hmph, do you think I can't find out if you don't tell me?"
When she got home, she told Wen's mother about it, and then she told Wen's father during dinner.
This was exactly what Wen's father found most offensive. What he resented most was the countless times Wen Mubai's biological mother had cheated on him, which led him to hate the industry as a result. Now that he had finally tacitly allowed Wen Mubai to continue in this line of work, he was told that she had repeated her mother's mistakes.
"There aren't many clean people in this industry!" he said angrily, his words brimming with prejudice. "Bring her back here, I want to have a good talk with her!"
Wen's mother dared to whisper in his ear, but she was far from being foolish enough to get involved in the conflict between the father and daughter.
He verbally agreed, but never made any contact until Wen's father got impatient and took the initiative.
Meanwhile, Jiang Panpan also told Wen Mubai about Wen Shiyu's visit to the studio, but the latter didn't care at all.
Jiang Panpan became anxious, "Aren't you afraid she'll go home and exaggerate her story?"
"That's all she's capable of." Wen Mubai said casually, still tidying up magazines for Xu Chacha. "Besides, this matter will eventually reach the family. Whether we find out sooner or later, it's all the same."
To be honest, she wasn't afraid of Wen's father, so why would she be afraid of Wen Shiyu?
She hung up the phone, and Xu Chacha had just finished showering and came out of the bathroom.
This person was afraid of the cold, so they wore a full set of fleece pajamas. Their fair feet were tucked into soft, thick slippers, and their delicate face turned pink from the heat.
"Come here, blow-dry your hair."
Xu Chacha leaned closer and saw that she was arranging the books in order. She immediately spotted her own first book, which she had written when she was young and ignorant.
"If you're not going to look at this, just leave it there; don't pile it up on the bookshelf."
"One more book won't make a difference, just leave it," Wen Mubai said.
"No need, no need." Xu Chacha stood up and tried to pull the book out. She didn't want to see it, nor did she want Wen Mubai to see it.
"Then keep it." Wen Mubai let go of her hand. "There's another one on the bookshelf."
"What?" Xu Chacha almost jumped up. She ran to the bookshelf and looked through the pages. The white cover of her book was still quite conspicuous. When she took it out, she found that it had obviously been read many times, and the pages felt a bit old. "You read this kind of book too?"
She never told her family her pen name, for fear that she might be exposed in front of Wen Mubai someday.
When she wrote this book, Wen Mubai had just left. It was a time when she missed him the most and was most reluctant to part with him. Looking back at the words she wrote now, they inevitably contain a lot of affectation and pretentiousness.
"Look, it's quite good." Wen Mubai walked over, picked up the book, and looked at her with a light smile. "You know this author?"
Xu Chacha got goosebumps. "I don't recognize you!"
Wen Mubai nodded and said soothingly, "I don't know them either, I'm just looking around."
"Mmm-hmm-hmm." Xu Chacha picked up the hair dryer, using its sound to cover the violent heartbeat in her chest, silently praying that she wouldn't give herself away.
The man got really into it, opened the book, sat down next to her, and slowly started reading, turning each page very carefully.
Xu Chacha noticed out of the corner of her eye that there were still many annotations on the pages of the book, and her heart started pounding even faster.
Although she had been vague about the locations and names when she wrote it, it was hard for Wen Mubai, as the person involved, not to notice the flaws. Moreover, she had looked at it so carefully, how could it withstand scrutiny?
Xu Chacha thought worriedly that, given this person's character, it was more likely that she had seen through it but hadn't said anything.
“I have never had such a despicable thought as to wish for her to become a helpless little pet, imprisoned by my side all day long.”
The voice was light and calm, the reading was devoid of emotion, and even the tone was very soft, but Xu Chacha heard every word clearly.
After all, Wen Mubai was sitting right next to her.
She turned her head, and through her disheveled hair, the man's smiling gaze looked in.
"You really can't bear to part with me?"
Chapter 61 Goodnight
Hearing her words, Xu Chacha's hair practically stood on end.
It felt as if someone had read aloud her childhood posts from her teenage years, and she really wanted to travel back in time and kill that sentimental version of herself.
From a realistic point of view, crossing this path is probably difficult; her only way is to shut Wen Mubai up.
But this person is not someone she can cover up, so... the best of the thirty-six stratagems is to flee!
Xu Chacha tossed her hair, completely covering her face, as if burying her head in the sand. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Don't know?" Wen Mubai nodded, and was about to read another sentence when Xu Chacha pounced on him as soon as the first word came out.
"No, no, no! Stop reading it, I'm begging you!"
Wen Mubai let out a few low laughs, "I'll say what I want, you listen to what I want, why are you covering my mouth?"
"If you say it again, I'll... I'll run away from home!"
“Okay, then I’ll carry your luggage and follow you. Wherever you go, I’ll go. Home is where we are.”
Depend on……
The heat from the tea dissipated instantly, and steam rose from the top of her head.
This person always speaks in a serious tone, saying things without any shame. At first glance, it sounds corny and cheesy, but once you get the gist of it, you can't help but smile.
"Then I won't run away from home." Xu Chacha brushed her hair aside, revealing a fierce face. "I'll bite you to death, so you can stop talking nonsense."
"Like this?" The man's eyes crinkled with laughter, and he even stretched out his neck, looking rather shameless and roguish. "Please."
If Wen Mubai were to write it, she would definitely wear the words "utterly powerless" on her face.
Xu Chacha was torn between biting her lip and holding back her teeth. Wen Mubai's submissive attitude made her feel like some kind of scoundrel who had forced himself on a woman.
"A vixen!" Xu Chacha thought to herself.
Wen Mubai wasn't ashamed, but she was.
Just as she was about to back away, a force pushed her against her back. She lost her balance, and her white teeth struck her delicate skin.
The impact made Xu Chacha's mouth go numb for a moment. She quickly straightened up and asked worriedly, "What happened? Does it hurt?"
Wen Mubai tilted his head and brushed his hair aside, rubbing it with his fingertips. "A little bit. Your teeth are pretty good."