"Is there anything I can't hear?" Su Mo's eyes darkened slightly, carrying a hint of warning. "Answer it right here."
"Then you're not allowed to speak!" Jiang Jianhuan gave in, gritting her teeth as she spoke. She had no choice but to click the option to switch to voice recording.
She held up a finger to her lips to signal to Su Mo, then said cautiously.
"Hey, Zhao Zhao..."
"My God! Huan, you've actually entered the entertainment industry?? And you've even gotten involved with You Yan?!?" Zhao Zhao's booming voice rang out, and Jiang Jianhuan breathed a slight sigh of relief, composed herself, and tried to speak calmly and normally.
"Our company sponsored that variety show, so we selected a designer to participate. Actually, You Yan and I aren't familiar at all; we've barely spoken a few words to each other..."
"Really? I thought you two were close after seeing that Weibo post!"
"No way! I'm also wondering why she suddenly reposted it and mentioned me. Besides, she's really aloof in private, and everyone is very careful not to offend her."
"...Okay, this is what happens when it comes to fake sisterhood in the entertainment industry."
"Yes." Jiang Jianhuan's tense mind relaxed slightly, and her stiff body gradually softened. She leaned against Su Mo's chest as if she had lost all strength, resting her head on his shoulder.
"But it's also quite nice, getting to see so many big stars..." Zhao Zhao remarked. Jiang Jianhuan felt a sudden, ominous premonition and was just about to find an excuse to end the call...
"It's a pity Su Mo isn't here, otherwise you could have gotten my autograph!" Zhao Zhao suddenly became excited. Jiang Jianhuan looked up and saw the surprise in Su Mo's eyes.
Jiang Jianhuan looked at him with a knowing look, then bit her lip and pretended to be flustered.
"Oh, Zhao Zhao, my boss suddenly called me, I need to answer it first—"
"Wait! Slow down!" Zhao Zhao's voice became tense and serious as if he had suddenly noticed something.
"...What?"
"Su Mo actually followed your Weibo!???" Zhao Zhao was almost on the verge of madness.
"I just saw the group message! Why is he following you on Weibo?! How could he possibly be following you on Weibo?! Ahhhhhh I'm going crazy!!!"
"......"
"We've worked together once before, so I guess it was out of politeness." Jiang Jianhuan was almost going crazy, rubbing her temples, her tone hurried and urgent.
"Zhaozhao, I have to talk to you now, I need to take this call—"
After she finished speaking, she hung up quickly and disconnected from the network with lightning speed, and the air finally returned to silence.
Jiang Jianhuan was holding his phone, completely stunned, when suddenly a questioning voice sounded in his ear.
"who is she?"
Jiang Jianhuan immediately found an outlet for her pent-up emotions. She got up from his arms, knelt on the sofa, and shook his shoulders forcefully.
"It's all your fault! It's all your fault! Ahhh, I'm going crazy!!"
"Calm down." Su Mo was dizzy from being shaken, so she grabbed her wrist to stop her movements and cleared her mind.
"She's my fan?"
"Um..."
"Your friend?"
"My roommate abroad."
“...Oh.” Su Mo responded, her eyes darting around, seemingly lost in thought.
"I'm finished." Jiang Jianhuan slumped weakly onto his lap, her face filled with despair. Su Mo enjoyed the moment of being embraced and rubbed her back with his hand.
"Don't worry, just find a chance to talk to her and make things clear. She shouldn't blame you."
Jiang Jianhuan remained silent, looking sullen.
Lies always snowball, and when they accumulate, all the clues will be revealed when the truth is finally told. The deception will seem so immense that it makes people less willing to confess.
Just like at the beginning, she simply didn't want to tell anyone about Su Mo and her past. Later, as things got chaotic between them, it became even harder to talk about it with anyone. Now that everything has settled down, she has discovered that she has told many lies in the process.
Seeing that she was engrossed in her own world and hadn't paid him any attention for a long time, Su Mo looked displeased and pinched her chin, forcing her to look up.
"Have you forgotten how long it's been since we did it?"
"..." Jiang Jianhuan stared at him blankly, speechless.
Due to scheduling conflicts, the program was filmed in three consecutive episodes with only a few days in between. Each designer signed a confidentiality agreement and was not allowed to leave the premises.
So when the first episode aired, they had actually already filmed three episodes, and Jiang Jianhuan didn't return home until half a month later.
In other words, she and Su Mo had not seen each other for half a month.
As soon as Su Mo finished speaking, Jiang Jianhuan was picked up by his waist and strode towards the bedroom. She struggled desperately, kicking her legs in his arms.
"Ugh, I'm getting tired..."
"I haven't had a good rest these past few days!"
"Ah, I haven't eaten yet..."
She racked her brains, but still couldn't stop Su Mo's actions. Jiang Jianhuan was thrown onto the bed, and then Su Mo pressed down on her.
"Eat it after you've finished cooking."
He raised both hands and lifted his T-shirt from underneath, then ripped it off at the collar with one hand, making his hair a little messy. Looking down, he saw a thin layer of abdominal muscles and clean, milky-white skin. Jiang Jianhuan glanced at it and couldn't help but swallow.
"Okay... alright."
"Mmm—" Her lips were sealed, and her breathing gradually became heavier. Soon, clothes were thrown off the bed and scattered haphazardly on the floor.