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Chapter 60
Chapter 60
I am Mr. Song's fiancé
Song Ling wasn't too surprised that Luo Wenchuan would say that. From that day on, this guy seemed to have been set free, and no one could keep up with his train of thought.
Seeing that the entire crew was looking in their direction, Song Ling lost her patience and decided to just leave it at that, saying, "No need to go back, let's stay here."
Luo Wenchuan was stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, he found that Song Ling had already untied most of the brocade belt.
Luo Wenchuan panicked, grabbed a cloak hanging nearby and covered Song Ling up tightly before putting her in the car.
He didn't want Song Ling to be seen like this; Song Ling belonged to him alone.
Song Ling raised an eyebrow at Luo Wenchuan, suddenly realizing that this little brat wasn't so difficult to deal with. Director Chen said that half of Luo Wenchuan's personality came from Luo Huaishan, but the other half probably came from a stray dog on the street.
It's possessive of its food and stubborn; what else could it be but a dog?
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Luo Wenchuan's erratic behavior is usually most severe when there are many people around. As soon as he entered the hotel, he immediately lost his previous wildness.
"Brother Ling, are you hungry?" Luo Wenchuan came up to her again, clinging to her. Song Ling ignored him and went straight to the bathroom.
Luo Wenchuan sent a message to Xiao Qian, asking her to prepare some dishes and send them over.
With so much happening these past two days, Xiao Qian's intuition tells her that Luo Wenchuan must have had a fight with Song Ling. During the time Xiao Qian has been with Luo Wenchuan, he's mostly been quiet and reserved, and few people can guess what's on his mind.
Although he hadn't spoken much to him these past two days, his expressions had become much richer than before. When he delivered the groceries, he could clearly see the word "confusion" written all over Luo Wenchuan's face. Could someone as intelligent as Luo Wenchuan really have moments of such confusion?
Xiao Qian was very curious, but didn't dare to ask too many questions. After delivering the items, he slipped away.
Luo Wenchuan placed the dishes on the table, all of which were made according to Song Ling's taste, and he had specifically instructed that the chili peppers be removed.
After preparing dinner, Luo Wenchuan sat quietly at the table, waiting for the person taking a shower to come out. His life had always been monotonous and dull; besides studying, working, and sleeping, it was only after meeting Song Ling that things started to change. Before, waiting for Song Ling was to complete his own plans; now, waiting for him was a habit.
The waiting process is agonizing, but the hope in one's heart is enough to get through countless lonely nights.
When the bathroom door opened, Luo Wenchuan, who was waiting at the dining table, was stunned.
Song Ling wasn't wearing a bathrobe, and her body, still damp from not being dried properly, revealed a beautiful spring scene that made one's blood rush to a certain place.
“Brother Ling, you…”
"I forgot to bring a change of clothes." Song Ling walked over casually and put on her pajamas in front of Luo Wenchuan. When she turned around, she saw Luo Wenchuan staring at her expectantly, just like a puppy carrying a ball and waiting for its owner to go out together.
These past two days, he moved back to Luo Wenchuan's place, and Luo Wenchuan didn't do anything special. He still woke him up before dawn every day and prepared three meals for him, just like before.
He didn't understand why Luo Wenchuan was doing this. Was serving someone something addictive?
When Luo Wenchuan saw Song Ling sit down, he piled all the food he thought was delicious onto Song Ling's plate.
Song Ling watched quietly, and after Luo Wenchuan finished picking up the food, she silently ate what was in her own bowl.
During the meal, Luo Wenchuan did most of the talking. He said that Lincheng was a place with a great pace of life, and that he could buy several houses there in the future. He also mentioned that he was looking for a more suitable role for Song Ling.
It must be said that Luo Wenchuan is indeed a born businessman. The path he chose for Song Ling was an absolute shortcut. With Luo Wenchuan's plan, he could reach a position comparable to Shi Xingyun in a very short time. But unfortunately, Song Ling didn't need any of that.
Luo Wenchuan said a lot, but after realizing that Song Ling wasn't interested, a hint of sadness appeared in his eyes. He regretted his previous overconfidence; if he had been more careful and always maintained a docile facade, would Song Ling still have loved him as much as before?
“Brother Ling, you’ve changed.” Luo Wenchuan suddenly lost in thought. Although he had been trying his best to recreate the past when he was alone with Song Ling these past few days, Song Ling had indeed changed.
You can't hide your love for someone; you can't help but follow them with your eyes anytime, anywhere. Song Ling no longer had eyes for him.
Song Ling lowered her eyes to look at the bowl and chopsticks in front of her and said coldly, "President Luo is as always."
The two looked into each other's eyes, each seemingly calm yet harboring a storm within.
The filming in Lishan took a full month, and Song Ling and Luo Wenchuan spent another month together.
No one could threaten Song Ling, not even Luo Wenchuan. The reason she agreed to Luo Wenchuan's feeble request was because her heart was too weary to continue the struggle.
Luo Wenchuan is a strange person. Sometimes he is obedient, and other times he is so stubborn that no one can persuade him. He is like an unstable factor that can erupt at any time.
He stubbornly kept himself by her side, yet he didn't understand the root of the problem; his intelligence was nowhere to be seen in handling this relationship.
In front of everyone else, Luo Wenchuan is an unfathomable and mature Enigma, but in front of himself, he is like an impulsive and sensitive child.
Song Ling sensed that this feeling was different, but she was still unsure, since her previous attempts to trust him had not yielded good results.
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The day I left Kuriyama was a clear, cloudless day.
As Song Ling looked at the thin layer of melting snow on both sides of the road and was about to walk into the crowd, Luo Wenchuan suddenly grabbed her wrist.
"Brother Ling, don't go."
Looking at the person trying to restrain him, Song Ling said helplessly, "I won't leave. I'm just going to say hello. Besides, if I wanted to leave, you couldn't stop me."
Luo Wenchuan was already hurt by Song Ling's cold gaze. He remained silent for a moment and then said, "I'll go first and wait for you at the foot of the mountain. Come over after you've finished talking with them."
"good."
Song Ling broke free from Luo Wenchuan's grasp and went into the crowd.
The crew's eyes fell on Song Ling, but no one dared to say anything. No one believed that Luo Wenchuan and Song Ling were in love, and even though Song Ling was outstanding, no one thought their relationship would last.
Luo Wenchuan has always been aloof in public, and recently he has become even more so. A small number of people envy Song Ling's meteoric rise, while the majority of the rest are sarcastic.
The rumors and gossip never stopped reaching Song Ling's ears, but he didn't deliberately take them to heart. He never wanted to remember these unfounded slanders, nor would they affect his mood.
Song Ling rode down the mountain in Li Ke's car, and after giving her instructions, she got into Luo Wenchuan's car.
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Luo Wenchuan wanted Song Ling to stay at his home, and in order to stay away from Shi Xingyun, he specially chose a place far away from Taiping Street.
The three-story duplex villa was registered in Song Ling's name. Luo Wenchuan knew that Song Ling didn't care for these things, but he still wanted to give them to her; he wanted to give Song Ling everything he considered good.
Before moving into the villa, Song Ling went to her small house, a two-bedroom apartment that she had rented specifically for her mission in Lincheng.
The place wasn't big, but he didn't need a big place either; a bed to rest in was enough.
On the day I returned, I saw Xiao Zeyan sitting in the living room as soon as I entered the door.
Xiao Zeyan held a cigar between his fingers and an exquisite metal box in his other hand.
"Director Xiao, you've arrived."
Song Ling never told Xiao Zeyan the password to this room, but Xiao Zeyan always managed to appear in his living room whenever something happened. This person was somewhat similar to Luo Wenchuan in some ways; they could come and go as they pleased, possessed cutting-edge technology, and always used it unexpectedly.
Xiao Zeyan looked up at Song Ling and tossed the small box in her hand to Song Ling.
The box was engraved with the imperial emblem, and this item brought a touch of joy to the person who was originally feeling down.
"This is."
"For you."
Song Ling opened the box, and what came into view was an exquisite pinky ring inlaid with tiny emeralds.
Each member of the trusted team would receive such a pinky ring. Each color represented a different branch of the team. He had once seen a gem of the same color on Xiao Zeyan's little finger. It was also green, but a bit darker than the one on his hand.
"How come it's different from yours?" Song Ling asked.
Xiao Zeyan laughed and said, "That's a token from the captain of my trusted team. You wish."
Song Ling chuckled and said nothing more. His attention was now entirely focused on the pinky ring. He had a premonition that he would possess it, and had seen it countless times in his dreams. He thought he would no longer be overjoyed, but when the day actually arrived, he couldn't hide his excitement.
"I don't know what to say."
"I don't know what to say. Just deal with your mess first. I remember saying before that joining the confidant team means dedicating yourself to the Empire, and you're not meeting that standard right now."
Hearing Xiao Zeyan's words, Song Ling knew that this person must know about Luo Wenchuan's matter. No secrets stay hidden forever, especially since this matter had already become widely known.
"I will do my best to handle it." There's no use running away now; he needs to deal with his relationship with Luo Wenchuan as soon as possible.
Xiao Zeyan raised an eyebrow, leaned back on the sofa, and spread his hands, saying, "There's no need to be too nervous. Our entire second team is paying attention to Luo Wenchuan's return to China."
"Everyone was watching? Then what about the things he said and did between him and me..."
The shady things Luo Wenchuan did on set were practically broadcast live to his entire inner circle of confidants.
Song Ling's face flushed slightly with embarrassment. He hadn't expected that his personal issues would one day become an investigation task for his trusted team. It felt rather strange, and he wondered who Xiao Zeyan had placed in Lishan.
It really is a Mission: Impossible.
Seeing the change in Song Ling's expression, Xiao Zeyan comforted her, "It's nothing. The background of the people around you who got into the trusted team has already been thoroughly investigated. Luo Wenchuan is practically your spouse, so a little investigation is nothing."
"Yeah……"
Song Ling really wanted to ask if this was normal, but seeing Xiao Zeyan's nonchalant and calm demeanor, he held back. So what if he's contributing to the empire? He'll reimburse him for the number of steamed buns he eats per meal from now on.
Xiao Zeyan had a faint smile on his face. He really wanted to tell Song Ling that his family had been targeted by the secret service team as early as twenty years ago.
But seeing Song Ling's embarrassed expression, probably with his toes curled up, he decided to continue keeping it a secret. Anyway, if he didn't say anything, no one would dare utter a word.
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After meeting Xiao Zeyan, Song Ling spent several more days packing her things in her small room.
Luo Wenchuan was getting impatient and sent Song Ling several call requests. Song Ling was too lazy to explain, and after telling him the past dates, Luo Wenchuan didn't urge him much anymore.
Having been busy filming for the past few days and not being able to go for follow-up appointments, Song Ling specially chose a free Sunday to go to Lincheng Hospital.
As soon as he got out of the car, Song Ling saw Luo Wenchuan leaning against it, wearing a dark coat and waiting for him. Song Ling thought the man was dressed too lightly and wanted to say something, but he held back. If he said even a word of concern now, Luo Wenchuan would immediately cling to him.
"Are you just waiting for a rabbit to run into a tree stump?" Song Ling asked.