"Your Majesty is wise."
The secretary and the young lady stared at each other speechlessly.
Here, the cast and crew of "Redemption" finished recording the program and left the studio together.
Director Jia walked in front, but stopped abruptly at the door. He turned around and winked at Ling Shuangjiang, saying, "Shuangjiang, someone is looking for you at the door."
Ling Shuangjiang quickened her pace: "Who's looking for me?"
As he reached the door, he was slightly distracted, then a smile crept onto his lips, and a hint of red appeared at the corners of his eyes.
Standing in front of the limited-edition Maybach, Xie Wang, dressed in a suit and tie, held a large bouquet of roses, his expression unreadable behind black sunglasses.
Li Man suppressed a laugh: "Sure enough, it makes a difference when it's officially announced."
The staff behind him walked past him one by one, smiling as they left. Ling Shuangjiang stepped forward, "What's going on?"
Xie Wang handed him the roses, took off his sunglasses, revealing a cold expression: "I'll pick you up from get off work."
The fragrance of roses wafted over, and Ling Shuangjiang asked with a smile, "It's so dark, aren't you afraid you won't be able to see the road properly wearing sunglasses?"
Xie Wang said in a serious tone, "I wasn't wearing it while driving." After saying that, he opened the passenger door and said domineeringly, "Get in, let's go home."
Xie Wang's current appearance is likely a result of being heavily influenced by domineering CEO novels.
Ling Shuangjiang took a step forward, preparing to get into the car, when Xie Wang suddenly blocked her way.
Xie Wang nodded his lips, his expression domineering.
Ling Shuangjiang feigned ignorance: "What's wrong?"
Xie Wang bowed slightly: "Kiss me."
The staff members nearby had not all left yet, and upon seeing this, they deliberately stopped and sized up the two of them.
Li Man noticed the paparazzi nearby but ignored them.
Since the two have already gone public with their relationship, it doesn't matter whether they take photos or not.
Ling Shuangjiang turned her face away: "There are a lot of people here."
Xie Wang leaned forward again, his face getting closer and closer to Ling Shuangjiang.
Ling Shuangjiang was extremely embarrassed, a slight blush rising to her cheeks. More and more people and staff gathered around her, and even the hosting team for the big-name guests had begun to emerge.
Just as their faces were about to touch, Ling Shuangjiang quickly kissed Xie Wang's lips, her expression slightly changing: "Is it alright?"
Xie Wang's eyes lit up with delight: "Okay."
The TV station staff and Li Man were so overwhelmed with sweetness that their teeth ached.
Li Man sighed and turned to her assistants, instructing them, "Write down President Xie's phone number. You can contact him about any urgent matters during the Frost's Descent solar term, since we're practically family now."
The paparazzi's car continued to follow Ling Shuangjiang and her group. After informing Ling Shuangjiang, Li Man drove away.
In Xie Wang's car, Ling Shuangjiang, holding roses, glanced sideways and asked, "Did you see the message on Weibo?"
Xie Wang looked smug and said, "Hmm."
Ling Shuangjiang confronted her, "Tell me, did you do this on purpose? Why are you washing bed sheets in broad daylight? Do you know that everyone in the audience heard it?"
Xie Wang quickly explained, "I didn't mean to. I know the audience is listening, why would I reveal our secret?"
"A secret?" Ling Shuangjiang asked in confusion.
Xie Wang: "The sheets I washed were the ones we used in my office that day."
Ling Shuangjiang's heart pounded as she recalled the entanglement that afternoon.
"You're only washing the sheets from that day now?"
"I was afraid you'd be shy, so after changing the sheets, I waited until I had time to wash them myself."
"Can't you just throw it away?"
Xie Wang said earnestly, "Frugality is a traditional virtue of our country. The bed sheets are still usable, so why throw them away?"
Ling Shuangjiang smiled helplessly: "I give up."
After returning home, Li Man sent Ling Shuangjiang a WeChat message: "Regarding your relationship with President Xie, the program team only posted on Weibo. Do you want to post an official announcement on Weibo as well?"
Ling Shuangjiang: "Okay."
Inside the restaurant, Xie Wang was wearing a small apron and cooking a loving dinner. Ling Shuangjiang watched him for a moment, then secretly took a picture of his busy figure and uploaded it to Weibo.
Five minutes later, Ling Shuangjiang posted an update: @Xie Wang, my boyfriend. [Photo]
[Ahhhh, I've finally waited for this!]
[President Xie is actually cooking?]
[My God, is this what a domineering CEO is like? I always thought a domineering CEO would come home with a bottle of 1982 Lafite in his left hand and caviar and roasted matsutake mushrooms in his right.]
[Who would have thought that Shuangjiang and Xie Wang, who were together just a few months ago, are now together! Xie Wang is even wearing a little apron and cooking for Shuangjiang? It's so heartwarming.]
[President Xie, please treat our Xiao Shuangjiang well! I'm so touched, she's my favorite couple from the reality TV show.]
[My friend works for Xie's company, and he told me that everyone in the company received wedding candy today.]
[Wedding candy? Is this a wedding invitation?]
[Don't spread rumors, the two of them are just together right now.]
As Ling Shuangjiang sat at the dining table, a smile unconsciously curved her lips as she browsed the comments from her fans.
One such comment caught his attention.
[Frost's Descent, I'm not a CP fan, but I've liked you for a long time. Although I know fans shouldn't interfere in your life, I'm worried that Mr. Xie might treat you badly. After all, life in a wealthy family is unpredictable; if you're bullied, please tell us!]
This fan's comment was quickly liked by others and gradually rose to the top.
Ling Shuangjiang was deep in thought when Xie Wang interrupted her.
"Frost's Descent, time to eat."
"good."
Xie Wang's cooking skills were actually just average, but he enjoyed cooking for Ling Shuangjiang, and Ling Shuangjiang was happy to enjoy this affection.
Braised prawns were one of his favorite dishes. When the dish was served, Xie Wang would peel them for him without him having to lift a finger.
Xie Wang did the same thing today, wearing transparent gloves to peel shrimp for Ling Shuangjiang, while his phone kept flashing on the table.
Ling Shuangjiang: "Someone is looking for you on WeChat."
Xie Wang handed the peeled shrimp to Ling Shuangjiang and discovered that his friends on WeChat were sending him their blessings.
One screenshot appeared very frequently, and Xiang Ming also tagged him in the group chat: My boyfriend, what are you doing right now?
Xie Wang: You dare call me "boyfriend"? If you call me that again, I'll give you a hundred lashes.
Xiang Ming: Sure enough, my puppy-like boyfriend is starting to get cocky.
Chen Siqi: Lao Xie, now that you two have officially announced your relationship, when are you going to propose?
Xie Wang: I was just about to look for you. I've booked a club in the suburbs for the whole day next Wednesday to propose. The scenery there is beautiful, and drones can fly freely without any restrictions.
Chen Siqi: Okay, I wish you success.
Based on the Weibo screenshot, Xie Wang found Ling Shuangjiang's official announcement post. When he browsed the comments, he clearly saw the most popular comment about the treacherous nature of wealthy families.
He looked up at Ling Shuangjiang and replied: Even if there is a sea, I will fill it with soil.
After dinner, Xie Wang and Ling Shuang finalized their schedule for next Wednesday.
Is there any arrangement?
Xie Wang: "No, I just wanted to have dinner with you."
Ling Shuangjiang nodded: "Okay."
—
The morning sunlight streamed in through the window, and Xie Wang had just woken up when he received a call from Ye Wangshu.
"Mr. Xie, who failed to get a kiss from your boyfriend twice yesterday, are you awake yet?"
Xie Wang was somewhat confused: "What?"
"Thanks to you, I received a greeting from a good friend as soon as I woke up this morning, along with the news that you tried to kiss Shuangjiang twice on the street yesterday but failed."
Xie Wang said with a hint of embarrassment, "You know the media loves to make things up, it's all fake."
"Is that high-definition video also fake?"
Xie Wang was completely speechless.
These days, paparazzi even record videos?
I wonder if the footage of their kiss was beautiful or not, or if there are any high-resolution images.
"I'm not going to waste my breath on you." Ye Wangshu knew his son's character well and sighed, "The day after tomorrow is your father's birthday, and also Hengtai's 60th anniversary. Can you bring Shuangjiang to attend?"
Standing on the balcony, Xie Wang glanced at Ling Shuangjiang, who was still in a deep sleep, and said in a low voice, "I'll ask Shuangjiang and get back to you later."
Back on the bed, Xie Wang hugged Ling Shuangjiang and kissed her twice, his hand slowly moving across her smooth back.
Since Ling Shuangjiang finished filming, the two have maintained a frequency of about six times a week.
This also spoiled his appetite, making it grow bigger and bigger.
If Ling Shuangjiang ever goes to film a movie, his hard times will begin.
Xie Wang glanced at Ling Shuangjiang furtively, then slowly lowered his hand, lingering over the soft, damp area.
He assessed the likelihood of getting slapped if he went in now.
Just as his mind was wandering, Ling Shuangjiang in his arms opened her eyes: "What time is it?"
"7:30." Xie Wang quickly removed the sinful hand and relayed what Ye Wangshu had said that morning to him.
With a red mark on the inside of her cheek and still half-asleep, Ling Shuangjiang's tone was soft: "You can go."
Xie Wang: "Aren't you going to check the itinerary?"
Ling Shuangjiang: "It wouldn't be right for me not to go to my uncle's birthday party. As for the itinerary, we can adjust it slightly."
Xie Wang: "Okay, then I'll tell my mom."