Assistant Kim: "Yes. Mr. Ling studied in the art department, and for artists, this kind of infringement is very serious."
Xie Wang took a deep breath: "So, from that day on, Shuangjiang's mood got worse and worse."
“According to the timeline, it looks like this.” Assistant Kim handed him another document. “This is the contact information and resume of the designer, Atu.”
Xie Wang asked, "Does he know Shang Qi?"
Assistant Kim: "He provided design services for Shang Qi's father and is a well-known designer in the UK."
Xie Wang stroked the documents with his fingertips, his gaze deep and thoughtful.
"If we want to clear Shuangjiang's name, the only thing we can do for now is to start with this designer. But what I'm curious about is, what evidence does Lin Yili have to prove Shuangjiang's innocence?"
Assistant Kim shook his head slightly.
“If he has evidence, then Shang Qi certainly does too. If he leaks information to the media, Shuangjiang currently has almost no evidence to retaliate.”
Assistant Kim: "But we also have information about the shady things Shang Qi did."
"He's not a celebrity, so even if it gets exposed, it won't cause him any real harm. But the area around Shuangjiang will be greatly affected."
Assistant Kim: "Then we need to keep Shang Qi calm until we find the evidence."
Xie Wang tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, recalling what Lin Yili had said that day.
Judging from Lin Yili's attitude, Shang Qi will definitely cause trouble for Ling Shuangjiang.
He had to come up with a comprehensive plan in advance.
“List out all the media companies we control to me.”
Xie Wang stared thoughtfully at the drifting snow outside: "Let's use a trick—invite the enemy into a trap."
The office returned to quiet.
It's snow season now, and the heavy snow has turned the entire city of Bintan into a silvery-white filter.
Xie Wang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, lost in thought for a long time.
In a foreign land, being bullied, and powerless to fight back.
How helpless Ling Shuangjiang must have felt during that time.
Although Ling Shuangjiang has a gentle nature, she is not fragile inside. The fact that she suffered from mild depression shows how much she was under pressure during that period.
He is now incredibly grateful that Ling Shuangjiang survived that period.
Otherwise, the probability that the two of them know each other is almost zero.
Xie Wang once thought that depression was something far removed from him, but he never imagined that the person he loved most standing in front of him had gone through such a dark period.
He lowered his head, a bitter feeling spreading through his heart.
Bintan is especially cold in winter. Looking at the snow scene, he guessed that Ling Shuangjiang had already started filming at this time.
The north wind blew snow onto the back of her fair hand. Ling Shuangjiang held a thermos and was looking at the snow scene in the suburbs.
Director Jia was experienced and gave each actor in the crew a military overcoat in advance.
While waiting for her scene to be filmed, Ling Shuangjiang would wear it and enjoy the scenery.
He was from the south and rarely saw such a beautiful snow scene.
Since completing psychotherapy, he has developed a greater fondness for white, which may be related to the subconscious suggestion he received earlier.
White is the purest color in the world. It contains not a trace of impurity, including the slander he suffered.
He didn't want Xie Wang to know about this. After all, he was now fully cured and it wouldn't affect his future life.
Anyone would feel uneasy hearing that their boyfriend has a history of depression.
Ling Shuangjiang drew a little duck on the snow and smiled softly.
For some reason, he really wanted to share this little duck with Xie Wang, so he took a picture and sent it to him.
[Ling Shuangjiang: Seeing this reminds me of roast duck rice. Am I being a little cruel?]
[Xie Wang: Indeed. I'll order one now.]
The other party was clearly trying to provoke him.
Ling Shuangjiang smiled and continued filming.
Conditions here are harsh because of the remote location; the food delivery companies have to travel two hours each day to deliver the food.
The actors complained bitterly about this.
"There will be extra food tonight, everyone please wait a moment."
Ling Shuangjiang turned around and smiled: "Director, what extra meal?"
Director Jia chuckled and said, "It should be a working meal delivered from the Tang Song Restaurant in the city."
Li Man joked, "Wow, director, Tang Song doesn't offer delivery? You can actually persuade them to go this far?"
Director Jia's words had a hidden meaning: "Of course I can't persuade them, but others can."
After a tiring day, it's time for dinner.
Everyone received a nicely prepared boxed lunch and fruit and dessert afterwards, and it was a pleasant surprise to sit together and eat together.
Director Jia said, "This is a treat from our sponsor, Hengtai Pictures. There's more here if it's not enough."
The delivery person from Ling Shuangjiang was late tonight, and instead, an employee from Tang Song was there.
The roast duck rice in front of her looked tempting, but when Ling Shuangjiang picked up a piece of duck meat with her chopsticks, she noticed something unusual about the rice.
He picked out the duck meat one by one and was surprised to find that the rice was arranged in the shape of a heart with black truffle sauce.
Seeing the corners of his mouth unconsciously turn up, Li Man frowned: "What's wrong? Are you so happy just from eating roast duck rice?"
Ling Shuangjiang teased her, "You don't understand."
Li Man ate grapes: "Hengtai Pictures is an investor, they invited us. We're not all doing this because of you, are we?"
Given Ling Shuangjiang's personality, he wouldn't tell others about these things. But today he was genuinely happy.
He showed Li Man the chat history and the heart emoji, took a bite of roast duck rice, and smiled.
Li Man felt a mix of envy and sourness: "Really? Is this what it's like to be in love? I've never seen you smile like that before."
Ling Shuangjiang didn't refute, and ate in small bites.
"Why roast duck rice? I don't like duck." Chen Xingxi put down his chopsticks and muttered, "Since you ordered food from Tang Song, why didn't you order something better?"
The agent said, "It tastes pretty good, you should try it."
Chen Xingxi took a bite of the dessert: "Hengtai Pictures is our investor? I don't remember them being there before."
Agent: "I heard that Hengtai Pictures was recently established, so this should be an additional investment."
Chen Xingxi rolled her eyes at Ling Shuangjiang's van. "In that case, wouldn't my scenes be in jeopardy? After the movie is finished, you must strictly adhere to the editing rules."
His agent analyzed for him: "No, most of your shots are next to Ling Shuangjiang, so it won't be reduced much."
"Alright then."
After dinner, the film crew gradually wrapped up work.
Ling Shuangjiang returned to her room and sent Xie Wang a WeChat message, but received no response.
After he finished showering, Xie Wangcai replied, "Just finished working overtime."
Ling Shuangjiang: "Then you should get some rest. I just wanted to tell you that the roast duck rice is delicious. Thank you."
Xie Wang was very direct: "Am I good or not?"
Ling Shuangjiang: "It's excellent."
Xie Wang: "Did you miss me?"
Ling Shuangjiang: "Mm."
Xie Wang: "Hmm, what do you mean? Does it mean you want it or not?"
Ling Shuangjiang: "I want to."
Xie Wang: "If you miss me, open the door."
Ling Shuangjiang read the last sentence twice, then quickly put on her shoes and ran to the door.
The door opened, and a blast of cold air rushed in.
Ling Shuangjiang's eyes widened: "Why are you here?"
Xie Wang stepped in with one foot: "Let me in first, otherwise what if people see you having a secret rendezvous with a mysterious and handsome man?"
Ling Shuangjiang chuckled softly and closed the door.
"I had nothing to do after get off work today, so I thought I'd come and see you,"
"But we just saw each other this morning."
Xie Wang was about to take off his coat when his expression changed slightly: "Since you don't miss me, then I'm leaving."
Ling Shuangjiang leaned against the cabinet, watching him leisurely.
Xie Wang had already reached the door, then frowned and turned his head: "You actually didn't stop me."
As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of soft arms wrapped around Xie Wang's waist. Ling Shuangjiang pressed her cheek against Xie Wang's back and said in a soft voice, "Don't go."
His blood surged instantly, and Xie Wang turned around and hugged Ling Shuangjiang: "Little thing, I'm not leaving. I'll stay here with you today."
Ling Shuangjiang slapped his head: "Silly boy."
"I'm a fool, and you're a fool's wife." Xie Wang said with a smile, carrying Ling Shuangjiang as he turned off the room lights.
"Today, I'll show you what I'm capable of."
Half an hour later, under Xie Wang's careful massage, Ling Shuangjiang felt very comfortable in her head and dozed off in Xie Wang's arms.
"I've been thinking about it, and tonight is our first night living together. It's not good luck for me to sleep at home by myself, it has a bad omen. So I came over to sleep with you."
"Um."
Regarding our wedding room, I still feel...
Xie Wang had only spoken halfway when Ling Shuangjiang fell asleep. He kissed his eyes and said, "Sleep well. With me here, I won't let anyone bully you anymore."