Xie Wang speaks very frankly.
Director Lin smiled: "The signature is Frost's Descent."
Xie Wang gripped his phone tightly: "Who is it?"
Director Lin: "Add me on WeChat, and I'll send you the photos the workers sent me."
Xie Wang quickly opened WeChat and added Director Lin. His hands were shaking as he typed in his leader's WeChat ID.
The photo arrived, and its beautiful, elegant handwriting immediately caught my eye.
The words "I secretly like you" are particularly eye-catching.
Xie Wang couldn't hold back the tears welling up in his eyes: "When was this written during Frost's Descent?"
Director Lin: "Based on the timeline, it should have been after the variety show recording ended. Actually, after the workers notified the production team about this letter, we didn't pay any attention to it. It was only by chance that I asked who wrote it to whom. Although the show has ended, I've been reading a lot of news lately. I was afraid you would regret it, so I hesitated for a long time before telling you about this."
Xie Wang: "Thank you, I'll go get this letter now."
Director Lin: "Um, this letter is in Haicheng. Are you sure you want to fly over?"
Xie Wang: "Yes, I'll take it home."
Director Lin: "..."
—
When Ling Shuangjiang arrived at Xie's, Assistant Jin led him in. From a distance, Assistant Jin smelled a faint milky aroma and asked, "Mr. Ling, are you here to bring Mr. Xie some food?"
Ling Shuangjiang nodded: "I baked these cookies myself. There are plenty here, and you can all have some."
Assistant Kim joked with him, "Then you'll have to share with us in advance."
Ling Shuangjiang, unaware of the situation, blinked gently.
Assistant Jin whispered, "Although President Xie is usually very generous to us, he would eat everything you give him, especially things you made yourself. How could he possibly share them with us?"
Ling Shuangjiang scooped a handful from inside: "Here you go."
Assistant Kim accepted it with both hands: "It suddenly feels like receiving wedding candy."
Ling Shuangjiang didn't say anything, just smiled and let it go.
Pushing open the office door, Assistant Jin looked at the empty seat and said with some puzzlement, "Wait a minute, President Xie was working here this morning. He shouldn't have any scheduled activities today."
At this moment, the secretary at the secretariat reminded him: "Assistant Jin, President Xie went to Haicheng four hours ago."
"Huh?" Assistant Kim asked anxiously, "Is it urgent?"
The secretary shook her head and whispered, "We're not too sure, but when President Xie ran out, he was in a great hurry, and his eyes were a little red."
Ling Shuangjiang gripped the paper bag tightly: "Has something urgent happened to him?"
Assistant Jin reassured him, "Don't worry, I'll immediately send a private plane to Haicheng to accompany President Xie, and then we'll call him to ask about his situation."
The call was answered quickly.
It seems Xie Wang has already arrived in Haicheng.
"Mr. Xie, I heard from your secretary that you went to Haicheng unexpectedly. Do you need our assistance?"
"No need, it's my private matter."
After hanging up the phone, Assistant Jin relayed: "President Xie is dealing with personal matters, it should be fine."
Ling Shuangjiang looked worried: "He's in Haicheng, what private business could he possibly have? When we were recording the show, he said he rarely goes there."
Assistant Jin smiled and said, "We don't know about this either. You can ask President Xie yourself when he returns."
Ling Shuangjiang handed the biscuit bag to Assistant Jin: "I'm leaving now. I'll talk to Xie Wang when he gets back."
Assistant Kim: "Do you need me to take you home?"
Ling Shuangjiang: "No need, I'll go to the company."
—
It was seven o'clock in the evening, and it was completely dark. Ling Shuangjiang came out of the studio looking preoccupied, which prompted Li Man to ask him about it several times.
Ling Shuangjiang had a poor appetite today. She only ate two biscuits at noon and didn't touch her takeout for dinner.
Li Man, driving the car, asked, "Honey, you didn't have a fight with President Xie, did you?"
Ling Shuangjiang: "I guess so, but he's a bit silly and didn't get angry."
Li Man smiled and said, "I'm so envious."
Ling Shuangjiang looked out the car window: "He went to Haicheng suddenly. I heard it was very urgent. I don't know exactly what happened."
Li Man suggested, "You can ask tonight and find an opportunity to communicate."
Ling Shuangjiang nodded: "Let's wait until he's finished with his work."
Just then, his phone suddenly vibrated.
The security monitoring system sent him four consecutive warning messages, reminding him that a repeat offender was scouting his home and that he could call the police if necessary.
Ling Shuangjiang had a premonition and quickly opened it.
Xie Wangna's travel-worn figure appeared on the surveillance camera.
He spoke anxiously to Li Man, "Sister Man, I want to go home right now."
Li Man nodded: "Right away, in ten minutes."
At the door, Xie Wang stood silently for a long time, clutching the white letter.
He couldn't describe how he felt at that moment.
Just like he couldn't accept that Ling Shuangjiang had secretly liked him for a long time.
At that time, he considered himself a straight man and often addressed Ling Shuangjiang as his brother.
Sometimes he would even hug Ling Shuangjiang and joke around.
If his little frost had liked him from a very young age, she must have suffered many times more sadness than him.
And as soon as he fell in love with her, he knew that she also liked him.
He stopped knocking, lowered his head and pressed it tightly against the door, breathing heavily.
He really wanted to hug his little frost and rub its head.
He's such a blockhead.
Looking down, he noticed that the doormat at Ling Shuangjiang's door had clearly been moved, indicating that Ling Shuangjiang had returned home that day.
Xie Wang took a deep breath, torn between continuing to wait or contacting them by phone.
If he were to contact her by phone, he needed to prepare his words beforehand. He was now 100% certain that Ling Shuangjiang liked him. Given this situation, the way he confessed his feelings seemed to be able to be changed somewhat.
He opened his phone and started searching for ways boys confess their love.
Of course, when searching for this question, he added a prerequisite.
What are some ways to confess your feelings to someone who likes you?
There are all sorts of answers to this question.
[For couples who like each other, guys are advised to be bold and even kiss. However, if the other person doesn't like you, it's not recommended to use this tactic.]
[If you're sure he likes you, just go for it! Don't you know what a domineering CEO is like?]
[Forced love or something is fine too, it's so exciting!]
[Since the other person likes you, your future happiness depends on how bold you are—you can even do a wall slam!]
[Be a little more assertive, everyone's into that.]
[Confess your feelings directly, then pull him into a tight embrace, pinch his chin, and give him a passionate French kiss.]
Browsing through the comments, Xie Wang began to estimate how many slaps he would receive for each of the following actions.
Just then, the elevator bell rang unexpectedly, and Ling Shuangjiang rushed out and stood opposite Xie Wang.
Their eyes met, and Xie Wang's heart pounded wildly.
Ling Shuangjiang's expression was complicated, unsure of where to begin.
At this moment, Xie Wang raised the letter in his hand: "Shuangjiang, is this the letter you wrote to me when the program ended?"
Ling Shuangjiang stared at the familiar letter, quite surprised. He hadn't expected that this letter would end up in Xie Wang's hands.
Considering how Xie Wang rushed off to Haicheng today.
Could it be to retrieve this letter?
While Ling Shuangjiang hesitated, Xie Wang had already walked up to him.
Suddenly, his waist tightened.
Xie Wang pinned him against the elevator wall and pressed his head down against him.
Ling Shuangjiang's lips parted slightly, about to speak, when Xie Wang reached out and pressed his hand to his lips, signaling him to listen carefully.
Xie Wang recalled the suggestions from netizens and chose the one with the lowest risk.
He moved closer to Ling Shuangjiang, his voice low and deep: "I'll give you a chance, let me—"
He inexplicably recalled the love letter Ling Shuangjiang had only dared to send after the recording ended. He paused, his heart filled with mixed emotions, and changed his mind: "Let me pursue you with the intention of marriage. Once I win you over, you'll come with me to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get our marriage certificate."
He wanted to pursue Xiaoshuangjiang for a longer period of time to make up for the years when Xiaoshuangjiang secretly liked him.
Ling Shuangjiang lowered her eyes and thought very seriously.
Xie Wang asked domineeringly, "Is that alright?"
Ling Shuangjiang smiled gently: "Okay."
Xie Wang suppressed his excitement, clearly still immersed in the domineering CEO's wall slam, it seemed this tactic was very effective.
He then cleared his throat, his voice dangerous: "Since you've agreed to let me pursue you, I need to make things clear now."
Ling Shuangjiang looked at him and said, "Go ahead and tell me."
Xie Wang said with a hint of jealousy, "I'm not like that bookish Ye Chong. I have plenty of ways and strength to pursue you. Don't cry then."
Ling Shuangjiang suddenly laughed, wrapping her arms around his waist and tilting her head slightly: "What tricks do you have? Let me see?"