Every year when the seasons change, Xu Chacha catches a cold, and preventative measures are not very effective.
When she woke up that morning, her face was swollen and her voice was hoarse.
"Oh no, I had a photoshoot scheduled for today." Xu Chacha looked at her face in the mirror with a mournful expression. "Why is it so swollen?"
Wen Mubai turned her face towards him to look at her. "Your eyes are a little swollen."
But it's very cute.
Sometimes she would bully someone until they cried at night, and the next day, Xu Chacha's eyes would look the same.
"Let's put an ice pack on it, and I'll make you some coffee." Actually, Wen Mubai wanted to give her another option: to give up filming and take the day off to rest at home.
But she knew Xu Chacha would definitely not agree.
God knows where she learned her dedication to her work from.
Xu Chacha drank the cup of black coffee with the expression of someone drinking Chinese medicine, then stuck out her tongue and went out the door.
After becoming famous, she was so busy with work that she hired an agent. The agent didn't talk much, but he was efficient and professional. He had just texted her and was already waiting downstairs.
"I'm leaving."
I'll pick you up tonight.
"Not working overtime today?"
"Jiang Panpan is here." Wen Mubai's studio expanded before the New Year, rented a new office, and hired three more teams. Although it was still busy, it was much better than before when everyone had to work all night.
Just then, Jiang Panpan, who was taking a nap at home, sneezed and poked her head out from under the covers.
Who is talking badly about her?
Xu Chacha was already used to it. Jiang Panpan and Wen Mubai, one got up earlier than the chickens and the other went to bed later than the dogs, which complemented each other perfectly in terms of working hours.
"It'll be ready soon, I'll text you." Xu Chacha casually wrapped the scarf around her neck and stretched out her arm to Wen Mubai.
Wen Mubai walked over and gave her a hug. When he lowered his head to kiss her, she dodged away.
"I have a cold, I don't want to infect you."
"When have you ever not sent me a kiss?" Wen Mubai leaned forward and returned the kiss. "Go on, I'll cook you hot pot when I get back tonight."
Xu Chacha catches a cold every year and infects her every year. The most common medicines kept in their house are various cold medicines.
Xu Chacha raised her arm, "Wait for me, I have to get off work at lightning speed today!"
How can we delay having hot pot?
...
The photographer I worked with today was the same one who shot the promotional video for AS.
She had arranged to do a photoshoot with Xu Chacha privately, but she was always busy. Unexpectedly, the two met again when AS renewed its contract.
"Good morning." Yang Liu, who was wiping the lens, raised her hand to her. "Long time no see."
Xu Chacha waved back, and because she was still without makeup, you could see that her nose was red.
She sniffed, her voice hoarse, "There aren't many shots to film today, are there?"
"Two outfits. If all goes well, we'll be done before dark." Yang Liu reached out to touch her forehead. "You have a cold?"
Her bangs were swept aside, and the skin her hand touched was burning hot. She knew without Xu Chacha even needing to answer.
"You look quite serious. Have you taken your medicine?"
"I ate it." Actually, no, because taking cold medicine makes her sleepy, and Xu Chacha never takes it before work, afraid that she won't be in good condition.
I told Yang Liu this because I was afraid she would worry.
"Luckily, today's shoot was done in a studio."
Xu Chacha buried her face in her scarf and nodded. "Yeah, it's good that it's you, Teacher Yang. You're so professional, you can definitely let me leave work early, right?" Let's go eat hot pot.
Yang Liu met her beautiful eyes, her cheeks burning slightly. "Mmm... okay."
"I'll go do my makeup now. See you later, Teacher Yang."
"Go."
Xu Chacha pushed open the door to the dressing room, where the stylist had been waiting for a long time. She was asked to change her clothes first and then sit down to get her makeup done.
Both outfits I'm wearing today are summer clothes: one is a tank top and shorts, and the other is a floral dress. I'll take pictures of the dress first.
Just looking at these clothes made me feel cold, and because they were so thin, it was hard to put heat packs inside. After Xu Chacha changed into them, she came out shivering.
The agent quickly covered her with a blanket and handed her a hot water bottle.
It's not actually the kind of weather where you need a hot water bottle yet, but Xu Chacha is more sensitive to the cold and has a cold, so she prepared extra ones.
The dress was styled with loose hair and a flower crown on her head. With light makeup, Xu Chacha looked very pure and innocent.
She walked into the studio, where the lighting and photographer were already in place. Her assistant handed her an ice cream cone, which was her biggest challenge today.
The ice cream cone was cantaloupe flavored, the kind Xu Chacha loves the most, but she really couldn't be happy today. Her teeth were trembling with every bite, yet she still had to pretend to be very happy for the camera.
After a few sessions, she was almost frozen stiff. Her agent, like a treasure chest, somehow brought out a small sun and placed it next to her.
Xu Chacha squatted next to the little sun, almost ready to hug it.
Seeing her shivering, Yang Liu put down his camera, brought over a cup of ginger tea, and said, "Have something hot to drink."
"Thank you." Xu Chacha actually had her own thermos. She had already drunk some, but worried that drinking too much would make her run to the toilet frequently, she took a symbolic sip. Who knew that the ginger tea was scalding hot? She choked half to death before she could swallow it.
"Cough cough cough..." Her eyes turned red from coughing. Her manager quickly took away her cup to prevent her from burning her hand again.
She knows all too well her artist's impulsive nature.
"Sorry, did I burn you?" Yang Liu took a tissue to wipe her mouth, but Xu Chacha dodged it.
"Thank you, but I'll wipe it myself."
She gasped, feeling a slight numbness in her lips, and prayed that she hadn't gotten blisters from the burn, otherwise the filming would be affected.
"Is there a mirror?"
The agent took one out of her bag, and Xu Chacha took it and looked at it. It was okay, only the lipstick was a little smudged, and the redness on the skin next to it could be covered with concealer.
The makeup artist was quickly called over to touch up her makeup, and after Xu Chacha rested, she changed into another outfit.
To match the youthful feel of the outfit, she tied her hair up, making her look like a high school girl.
Wen Mubai was always a little restless at work, so he left work a little early to pick up Xu Chacha.
The car was parked at the entrance. She called someone to lead her inside. From a distance, she glanced at Xu Chacha, who was still posing. Inside the studio, there was a constant clicking of cameras and flashes of light.
Wen Mubai covered himself and retreated to a corner where Xu Chacha couldn't see him, where he waited. Several young people were standing in front of him, which blocked his view.
They probably felt they were about to leave work and were getting a little relaxed, so a few of them started gossiping quietly.
"She's so beautiful in person... By the way, is Xu Chacha gay?"
"You didn't know that? She kissed Wen Mubai during a live stream on TY Show, and the GIFs went viral."
"Haha, I mixed up with the other people, but they didn't interact much, so you can't tell at all."
"Indeed, Xu Chacha isn't an idol, so there's no need for her to avoid suspicion. The lack of interaction might just mean their relationship has faded."
"They might have already broken up. Think about it, they're both stunning beauties. If you put all the rivals together, you could build a football team. Who knows, one of them might have already cheated on the other."
"So what if she cheated? If a beauty like her were to fall for me, I'd be willing to be her backup option."
Perhaps provoked by a certain keyword, Wen Mubai's expression was not good, but he just kept a straight face and did not interrupt rashly.
The group continued talking, and someone pointed to the photographer's position, saying, "Did you see that just now? He was being all over people, asking them what was going on."
"Who is it? Who is it?"
"Old Yang, who is that?"
"Is Lao Yang interested in her? I heard she was asking for her phone number before."
Wen Mubai turned his head to look, seemingly recognizing the face.
I remember she contacted Xu Chacha privately, wanting to arrange a photoshoot, but was rejected.
As they chatted, it seemed that the conversation had ended. Several people stood up and moved forward, and Wen Mubai followed them.
Wearing only a tank top, Xu Chacha's slender, white arms were exposed. She huddled under the blanket her manager had given her, looking like a pitiful little kitten.
She immediately asked her agent for his phone, glanced at the screen, and frowned, seemingly unable to find what she was looking for. "Why hasn't he replied yet?"
Wen Mubai realized that he had been listening to people talking and forgot to message Xu Chacha to let her know that he had arrived.
Just as she was about to raise her hand to greet him, she saw Yang Liu, who had put away his machine, walk towards Xu Chacha.
"How are you feeling? Is your cold still bothering you?"
"It's alright." After saying that, she coughed twice.
Yang Liu hesitated for a moment, then took out her phone. "How about we go out for dinner together tonight?"
Xu Chacha thought to herself, "Of course I'm not going! I'm waiting to eat my wife's hotpot."
But she couldn't be so direct in front of others. Just as she was struggling with how to politely refuse, a pair of hands landed on her shoulders, a familiar scent enveloped her from behind, and Wen Mubai's pleasant voice rang in her ear.
"You've worked hard, go home now."
Xu Chacha was overjoyed, turned around and hugged her waist with both hands, burying her body in her coat, "Why didn't you send me a message when you came?"
Those who just analyzed that the two had broken up are now standing on the sidelines, enjoying the gossip up close.
"I forgot." Wen Mubai brushed it off lightly, cupping the back of her head in his hands, and without any hesitation, lowered his head to touch Xu Chacha's lips, his voice gentle, "Are you tired?"
"Just a little bit," Xu Chacha whispered in a voice only she could hear, "Let's go quickly."
Xu Chacha had her back to Yang Liu, so she naturally saw Wen Mubai's hand on the back of Xu Chacha's head and the ring on her ring finger.
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"And you two are..."
Wen Mubai lifted his eyelids to look at her, his gaze cool and somewhat piercing, but his tone remained polite, "This is now my wife."
Xu Chacha coughed in surprise, but nodded in agreement. "We are married, but we didn't think it was necessary to announce it to the world, so we didn't go public. However, it's not like we're deliberately trying to hide it."
Yang Liu's expression stiffened for a moment, and Wen Mubai immediately replied, "Thank you for taking care of my wife, Teacher Yang. She wasn't feeling well today, so I took her home first. As for the meal, I'll treat you next time."