"Don't you have to go to work?" Wen Cheng feigned modesty for a moment, but inside she was already thrilled.
"Going to work is going to work, and you are going to do your own thing."
Whoosh! I'm not so happy I could fly!
Wen Cheng proudly curled her tail.
Even after returning to the filming location, the heat surrounding Wen Cheng's ears hadn't dissipated.
"Chengcheng, lie down when you're ready. We're not counting down this time. Open your eyes if you feel comfortable," Xie Nianyu said considerately.
Wen Cheng nodded obediently, but in reality, his mind and eyes were preoccupied with the Bluetooth earphones in his ears.
"I cleaned and renovated the house I bought with my first pot of gold from college. It's a small villa, and the location isn't particularly convenient—it's a forty-minute drive from the company. But the scenery there is beautiful, just like that meadow we saw in the suburbs last time. Behind the villa is a large flower field, contracted by a wealthy flower farmer. Occasionally when we stay there, we can see scenery we wouldn't normally see. In that little house, I set up a really nice coffee machine; you can add lots of sugar to your coffee. The floors are made of natural wood, which feels warm to the touch. I also renovated a large kitchen for you; you can cook however you like. I'll have to rely on your cooking skills to make a living there," a deep, magnetic voice described this seemingly ordinary thing in the headphones, yet its significance was extraordinary.
Wen Cheng couldn't help but smile.
"This—" The director was about to yell "Cut!" when Xie Nianyu stopped him.
"Wait a little longer," Xie Nianyu thought, though the script had been deviated from, she was drawn to Wen Cheng's current state—young, vibrant, and full of life.
This may feel more authentic than some other sense of sophistication.
"Chengcheng, I have so much now, but conversely, I've lost so much too. I'm so glad you came into my life. If my success now is a realization of my life's value, then your appearance is another meaning in my life, an irreplaceable meaning. I hope this meaning can accompany me all the way until I grow old and die. Before we reach the end, Chengcheng, what I want to tell you is that I've always been here."
Wen Cheng opened her eyes instantly. What greeted her eyes was a pale purple sky, fiery red maple leaves, and, most importantly, the image of that person from her mind.
For the first time, Wen Cheng felt the profound meaning of life, an irreplaceable joy that was accompanied by a massive emotional breakdown. Wen Cheng's eyes gradually blurred and filled with tears.
The "performance" that happened in an instant stunned the entire filming crew.
Wen Cheng's innate charisma, coupled with her indescribable performance, powerfully influenced everyone present. At that moment, everyone forgot about Wen Cheng and became immersed in the character, experiencing that intense vitality, that first love for the world upon opening one's eyes.
Wen Yunyi was also stunned. He had always thought that his brother, who was like a lazy bum, actually had such an infectious power that was hard for ordinary people to surpass.
"My goodness, this is so moving!" Secretary Zhang exclaimed.
Xie Nianyu was stunned for a while. He had thought Chengcheng would be better, but he hadn't expected her to be so amazing. This was even more shocking than when Wen Cheng got a pentakill with a fish in the first game she played with him.
"Is it okay now?" Wen Cheng sat up, unable to stop himself from rubbing his eyes. He just wanted to escape the scene and go answer Brother Qi's question, to tell him what he was thinking.
"That's good! Chengcheng, you're amazing!" Xie Nianyu led the applause, and the others genuinely followed suit.
Many of the people here had their own opinions about Wen Cheng. After all, she wasn't a professional, just an ordinary person, so they would more or less think about whether she was related to someone else. Wen Cheng's performance this time really convinced them.
"Let's pack our things and go back to the hotel today," Wen Yunyi announced. Just as he was about to muster up the courage to talk to Wen Cheng, she suddenly disappeared on the spot!
Does he really not want to talk to me?!
Wen Yunyi went off to sulk by himself.
Wen Cheng, dressed in elaborate clothes, struggled to walk towards the stream like a penguin.
"Qi, Brother Qi!" Wen Cheng excitedly covered her earphones.
"I'm here. Congratulations, Chengcheng, you passed." Wen Cheng was now completely powerless against Wen Qi's voice. Overwhelmed with emotions, he couldn't help but shed tears again. He really didn't seem like a grown man at all!
"Brother Qi, I... I will always be with you." Wen Cheng responded to Wen Qi eagerly.
There was a laugh on the other end of the phone, not the usual mockery, nor the usual fake laugh, but a genuine laugh from Wen Qi. "Yes, I know, Wen Cheng, you can only be mine in this life."
In this lifetime,
Wen Cheng clutched his wildly beating heart. In the past, he would only run away or be shy. The only time he had mustered up the courage was when they were together. But this time, "Yes, Brother Qi, I'm yours!"
With a crash, the documents Wen Qi had just neatly organized scattered onto the ground.
It's as if Wen Cheng tied herself up and then handed the rope to herself.
Wen Qi took a deep breath, resisting the urge to take a private jet to find someone. "Chengcheng, remember to wear my clothes when you get back to the hotel and video chat with me."
!!
Wen Cheng blushed completely. Was that what he meant?!
Even after returning to the hotel, Wen Cheng's thoughts remained fixed on Wen Qi's last words. She followed Yan Luan into his room in a daze.
"Brother Cheng?" Yan Luan took off his coat and found Wen Cheng leaning against the wall, seemingly lost in thought.
Wen Cheng was jolted awake, only to realize that this wasn't her room. She had to go back and prepare, didn't she? Wen Cheng shook her head and said goodbye to Yan Luan.
As soon as Wen Cheng closed the door, she saw a dark figure dart around the corner.
...Luckily, his room was across the street! Wen Cheng quickly took out her key card and prepared to go in, but the next second, her right arm was grabbed.
Wen Cheng's expression froze, and she slowly turned her head.
Author's Note:
Good night~
Chapter 79 Who taught you to dress like this?
"Yao Xingwei? What are you doing here? You scared me to death!" Wen Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, like a balloon suddenly deflated, but also felt a little disappointed.
Seeing Wen Cheng's obviously worsened state, Yao Xingwei reached out and patted Wen Cheng's arm unhappily. "What's wrong? Are you so unhappy to see me?"
Yao Xingwei, speechless, was far from happy! "Why are you carrying such two big bags?"
Wen Cheng ignored Yao Xingwei's question and successfully changed the subject. Yao Xingwei was carrying two large bags in one hand; one bag appeared to contain fruit and snacks, while the other bag was black and its contents were unclear.
"Could it be?" Wen Cheng had mentioned to the trio this morning before boarding the plane that he was going to film in Red Leaf Valley, and then this afternoon... Wen Cheng was instantly moved by the friendship between the two. Could it be what he was thinking?
Wen Cheng's eyes held a hint of anticipation. The hotel facilities were too good, and the hotel lights shone warmly on Wen Cheng. Yao Xingwei naturally noticed the sparkling look in Wen Cheng's eyes. Yes, that was the look in Wen Cheng's eyes when she saw the food. He felt a little guilty.
"This bag of food is for you," Yao Xingwei said, trying hard to maintain a false sense of friendship, his tone sounding very forced.
Ha, men!
Wen Cheng glanced into the bag; it contained only ordinary fruits and snacks, nothing like the scenes in movies where a rich second-generation heir pursues a Cinderella!
"I've seen this trick before, back in high school," in short, outdated!
Yao Xingwei can say whatever he wants about other things, but when it comes to social skills, he absolutely can't stand this kind of rudeness. "Do you think I can't afford to give you a sports car and a house? It has to be Yan Luan, right?!" Yao Xingwei's last sentence clearly showed his frustration.
Wen Cheng snorted, "You promised me you couldn't make a move against Yan Luan for the time being."
“I know,” Yao Xingwei suddenly said seriously, “I haven’t gone to see him since last time.”
Wen Cheng cast a questioning look at Yao Xingwei, "Then how did you know that Yan Luan came to film with me?"
“At least not on the surface,” Yao Xingwei said, sounding somewhat unsure of himself. “In short, just say you bought these and give them to him.”
Yao Xingwei placed the two large bags he was carrying at Wen Cheng's feet.
“I will prepare all of these for him. Besides, it’s only for a week. How can he possibly finish all of these?” Wen Cheng looked at the mountain of snacks.
“Isn’t it you who’s here?” Yao Xingwei blurted out.
...Are you being polite?!
Yao Xingwei glanced at his watch and sighed. "My flight is leaving soon. Chengzi, remember to tell him that you bought it. This is a tourist area, and given Yan Luan's personality, he definitely won't want to spend money on food. Also, I heard that most of his filming takes place on the snowy mountains, so I bought him a down jacket. I know you prepared one for him, but this one was custom-made to his size, so it's more comfortable for him. Anyway, you're about the same height, so he definitely won't question it. Just make sure he eats fruit regularly, and he absolutely can't miss any. He's already a bit malnourished, so you must eat with him, otherwise he'll definitely feel embarrassed not to eat, or he'll push most of it onto you."
Wen Cheng was completely stunned after hearing this long string of words. Was this really the Yao Xingwei he knew? Frivolous, unreliable, his biggest advantage was that he wasn't a bad person. But the person standing in front of him now made him realize for the first time that Yao Xingwei was a head taller than him. His newly dyed light blonde hair made him look somewhat gentle. His camel coat paired with light colors was quite different from his usual style, and he looked much more mature.
"How come you suddenly know Yan Luan so well? Didn't you only like his looks?" Wen Cheng couldn't help but speak the truth.
Yao Xingwei wasn't angry when he heard this, and frankly admitted, "Indeed, I was initially attracted by his looks, but after experiencing all the escape room projects there, you'll always know a little more about him than the average person."
All the projects? Wen Cheng was greatly shocked. He remembered that the last time he cried and screamed with Yao Xingwei was when Yao Xingwei was with him.
"Then you now,"
"Still scared, scared to death," Yao Xingwei replied knowingly, even getting goosebumps just thinking about some of the scenes from that time.
Wen Cheng fell silent, looking at the two piles of snacks and clothes on the ground. He realized that Yao Xingwei was serious, and as a friend, he couldn't just refuse or stop him.
"If you keep coming quietly like this, he'll never know what you've been doing," Wen Cheng suddenly realized how conflicted she felt.
Yao Xingwei smiled frankly, "Liking someone doesn't mean you need to show off what good things you've done in front of them. Just do what you can to make them happy. Ugh, why am I talking to you about such sentimental things? I'm leaving, I have to go back to work tomorrow."
Yao Xingwei waved, a hint of embarrassment in his expression. He had probably never confided such sentimental words to anyone before. He rubbed the back of his head and left.
Wen Cheng stood there, watching his back, and suddenly realized that Yao Xingwei in the book never went to work at his family's company until the end.
Wen Cheng carried the two large bags of supplies into her room, then fell into deep thought for three minutes.
Well, before, I was worried about Yao Xingwei, afraid he'd be unfaithful, and that Yan Luan would give her heart to the wrong person. But feelings are ultimately a personal matter. For example, his current relationship with Brother Qi clearly shouldn't be one of them, but if someone tries to stop them, he definitely won't give in so easily.
Yan Luan is the same; no matter what choice he makes, he at least deserves to be loved.
Then, I'll tell him the day Yan Luan finishes his college entrance exam.
This is the deadline Wen Cheng has set for herself. She will give Yan Luan the choice when he starts a new chapter. Until then, she will be a little selfish and protect her younger brother.
The fruit in the bag was already cut and boxed, just in case they were too busy to prepare it. Wen Cheng picked out a box of cantaloupe and a box of strawberries to take to Yan Luan. The two of them discussed the filming in the room and finished off two large bowls of fruit in half an hour. Wen Cheng rubbed her half-full stomach, finally feeling much better.
Back in her room, Wen Cheng took a shower and then dried her hair. While drying her hair, she discovered that the novel she had been following, "The Domineering CEO and His Little Security Guard," had updated!
The group chat was filled with bored colleagues howling and cheering. The post had just been released, and there were no real spoilers yet. Wen Cheng, like a cat, cautiously clicked on it.
Previously, we talked about how the domineering CEO and the security guard got together. The two of them were shamelessly kissing in various corners, and this time they went all out. It was the CEO's birthday, and the security guard, whose salary wasn't great, didn't know what to give him. So he asked his friends for advice, and a male colleague mysteriously recommended a clothing store, saying that his boyfriend would be very happy if he wore the clothes there.
The security guard inquired about the prices and found them reasonable, so he went to the store after get off work. It turned out to be a cosplay shop in every sense of the word. The owner enthusiastically recommended a maid outfit to him—and that was the most conservative style they had on offer.
The young security guard, blushing, changed his clothes that evening and opened the door for the returning CEO. What followed was a 30,000-word erotic scene.
Wen Cheng's expression changed drastically as she watched, from flushed red to pale. Finally, she pondered two questions.
First, between him and Brother Qi, who is on top?
The person below looks like they're in a lot of pain!
He didn't want to be that security guard!
Although he had been enjoying his position immensely before,
Secondly, will my boyfriend really get as excited as the book says when he sees me dressed scantily?
After Wen Cheng finished reading the last line, the domineering CEO carried the exhausted security guard to the bathroom, then came out and looked at everyone's discussion with an unusually guilty expression.
My wife really understands me! I love watching cosplay!
[30,000 words! Wow! This author is amazing!]