The two now have to arrange their meetings in advance, partly because Jiang Jianhuan is busy with work, and partly because it's inconvenient.
Zhao Zhao didn't think too much about it. After all, her friend is now a big designer with so many followers on Weibo and so many celebrities following him. It's understandable that he's too busy to answer her video calls!
"Huan, you told me last time that Tian Shan and Ai Li were just a couple for publicity, and that their relationship wasn't good at all in private. What about Fang Tian?! Was the news about her and Hao An last week true?!"
Zhao Zhao's gossip-loving spirit was burning brightly. Ever since Jiang Jianhuan, a semi-insider in the entertainment industry, came into her life, almost half of her fangirl dreams had been fulfilled. Although every time she shared her stories with her friends, no one believed her.
But it doesn't matter, I'm the only one sober while everyone else is drunk.
To be honest, compared to me, everyone here is—
Trash.
Who told her to have a friend who designs for celebrities? :)
Jiang Jianhuan rubbed his head, sighed helplessly, and looked at the bright-eyed girl opposite him.
"Zhaozhao, you're getting on in years, it's time to mature a bit. Stop asking about all this nonsense all the time, think about yourself! You've been single for 25 years, and last time even your aunt couldn't help but ask me if there were any good young talents in China!"
"Is my mom so desperate that she doesn't even care about cross-border relationships anymore? Just two years ago she was warning me not to date someone from the next state!" Zhao Zhao exclaimed in disbelief.
“Of course, nowadays, Auntie would be willing to send you away as long as you're a man.” Jiang Jianhuan said expressionlessly.
"It's really hard to imagine that in 2021, there are still people with this kind of thinking." Zhao Zhao also stopped exaggerating and stared blankly at the camera.
“Yes,” Jiang Jianhuan sincerely agreed.
So, is the rumor about Fang Tian and Hao An true or not?
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"Fang Tian posted a picture of herself holding hands with someone on WeChat Moments a couple of days ago," Jiang Jianhuan replied after a moment's thought. "It's probably true."
"Ah! Heavens!!!" Zhao Zhao pounded his chest and stamped his feet, shouting as he looked up. "My goddess was ruined by that loser!"
"...Hao An is not bad either."
"We're all old men, but our Sweetie is still so tender and juicy!"
"Mm." Jiang Jianhuan agreed, nodding. "She's much prettier in person than in photos. By the way, I got you her autographed photo. When are you going to send it to you?"
"Huanhuan, I love you!" Zhao Zhao blew her a kiss and then buried himself in typing. "I had a fight with my mom a couple of days ago, so I'm staying at a friend's house now. I'll send you the address."
"Huh? Wait a minute, I don't know her exact address. Wait for me to go ask! I'll be right back!" Zhao Zhao typed a few words before realizing what was happening. He immediately pulled out a chair and walked out, his back view swift and his voice lingering in the air. Jiang Jianhuan came to her senses, only to find her empty room on the other end of the video call.
Jiang Jianhuan waited on her end, and the company group messages at the bottom of her computer screen started flashing again. She casually clicked on them and browsed through them.
Everyone inside was discussing the National Fashion Design "Gold and Silver Award" competition, with messages flooding the screen one after another. Jiang Jianhuan quickly scrolled through the messages and found a link to participate posted by Jiang Yuan.
Her heart skipped a beat.
Just as she was about to click in for a closer look, there was a noise by the door. Wangcai used its round head to push the door open and, all wet, took off running straight into her arms.
"What's wrong, Wangcai? Did it run away halfway through your bath?" Jiang Jianhuan quickly pulled it off her body, looking at her pajamas that were slightly damp, feeling a bit overwhelmed.
Wangcai is great in every way, except for his refusal to take baths, which is a real headache. It takes a lot of effort to get him to comply each time.
Thankfully, Su Mo was there; otherwise, given her patience, she probably would have exploded long ago.
Just then, the door was pushed open again, and Su Mo's gaze swept around before landing at her feet.
"I knew I'd come here again." He hadn't showered yet; his white shirt was almost completely soaked, clinging to his body with some seepage. His sleeves were rolled up high, and he was wearing slippers. His trousers were also inevitably wet in several places.
Su Mo walked up to her, picked Wangcai up from the ground, looked at the mess on the ground, and slapped its head as if to vent her anger.
"You little rascal, there are no spare ribs for tomorrow."
As Jiang Jianhuan watched this scene, she felt something was off and a sense of panic crept in. She felt like she had forgotten something, until a scream rang in her ears.
"ah"
"Aa ...
"Sususususumo!!!"
Zhao Zhao felt like he had gone mad.
Upon hearing the sound, Jiang Jianhuan felt a thud in her heart, as if a heavy object had smashed into the ground, shattering her into pieces.
Her hands trembled as she closed the chat window for the group message on her desktop. Then, Zhao Zhao's stunned and incredulous face appeared on the screen. At the same time, she saw Su Mo looking up blankly in the camera frame in the upper right corner of her screen.
"..." Everything is over.
"Jiang Jianhuan, explain to me who that person next to you is? Why does he look exactly like my idol? Am I going crazy and hallucinating? Or am I dreaming?"
Zhao Zhao brought her face close to the screen, staring intently at Su Mo with wide eyes, muttering to herself as she pinched herself hard.
"Ouch, that really fucking hurts."
Jiang Jianhuan swallowed hard.
"Zhao Zhao... let me explain..." Her voice was so weak and light that it seemed like she was about to fly away. Su Mo also realized what was happening and glanced at the girl opposite her, who was so excited that she was practically delirious. She remembered her fan friend.
"Hello, I'm Su Mo." He composed himself, still holding Wangcai in his arms, and greeted the person opposite him calmly and peacefully. "He's Jian Huan's boyfriend. She often talks about you. You can come over here to play if you have time."
After he finished speaking, he thought for a moment and then added something.
"If you need an autograph or a photo, that's fine too."
Zhao Zhao was stunned on the other end, not knowing whether he was too shocked to react or simply didn't know how to answer. Jiang Jianhuan gently nudged Su Mo and gestured towards the door.
"Then I'll go give it a bath first." Su Mo raised Wangcai in her arms to indicate this, then got up and went out. As soon as the door closed softly with a 'snap,' Zhao Zhao on the other end of the video seemed to have a switch flipped, and slowly moved her gaze to Jiang Jianhuan.