Chapter 57 Birthday Gift
Ling Shuangjiang's sudden appearance surprised everyone. Xie Wang quickly stood up and walked towards Ling Shuangjiang almost simultaneously.
"When does Frost's Descent arrive?"
Xie Wang naturally took his hand. The word "husband" he had just heard made him feel light as a feather, as if he were walking on cotton.
Ling Shuangjiang, with a gentle and calm expression, smiled faintly at him: "I arrived this morning to attend a movie launch press conference, and came to find you afterward."
Are you tired?
Xie Wang could see no one else at this moment. He gently massaged Ling Shuangjiang's shoulders, saying, "Let me rub them for you."
Ling Shuangjiang smiled and gently patted his hand: "Let's eat first."
The sweet interaction between the two was the envy of everyone around them. Xiang Ming, who had just teased Xie Wang the most, also fell silent and watched them quietly.
"Frost's Descent." Chen Siqi nodded to him as a greeting. "Are you starting work on a new movie?"
"Yes, I'll be joining the crew the day after tomorrow."
Ling Shuangjiang accepted the hot towel Xie Wang handed her and said thank you.
Xie asked, "Where is the filming location? Is it far from here?"
"It's not far. The school scenes were filmed in Bintan, but it's in the suburbs, about a two-hour drive from here."
"That's good, at least I can go home."
Xie Wang quickly pulled up the electronic menu on his phone: "See what you want to eat."
"Um."
When Ling Shuangjiang was ordering food, Xie Wang's eyes were almost glued to him, completely fixed on him, savoring the memory of being called "husband".
Xie Wang smiled faintly, worried that Ling Shuangjiang wouldn't be able to choose good dishes. He put his arm around Ling Shuangjiang's shoulder, almost pulling him into his arms, and flipped through the menu one by one to help him order.
Seeing the two of them being all lovey-dovey, the others exchanged glances with interest.
Xiang Ming, always eager to stir up trouble, raised an eyebrow and asked, "Shuangjiang, did you have a lot of kissing scenes in that movie you starred in?"
The mention of kissing scenes caused Xie Wang's expression to change slightly. He observed Ling Shuangjiang's expression, awaiting his response.
He wasn't being old-fashioned by forbidding Ling Shuangjiang from filming kissing scenes; as an actor, it's normal to occasionally use camera tricks to film a couple of scenes.
But Xiang Ming just said there were "many" kissing scenes?
The thought of Ling Shuangjiang being forced to kiss someone else made Xie Wang's heart clench.
"Not many, Director Jia changed the script, there's only one scene."
Ling Shuangjiang returned the menu to Xie Wang, as if speaking to Xiang Ming, but also as if speaking to Xie Wang.
Xiang Ming: "Oh, it seems it has been revised. Because the script was of very high quality, many film and television companies were recommending their own artists. I read it and found that there were quite a few kissing scenes."
Ling Shuangjiang nodded gently, took a sip of the soup Xie Wang had served him, and said, "It's delicious."
Xie Wang stared intently at him: "Then I'll get you some more." As he spoke, he frowned, "It's been so many days, and your cold still isn't better? Did you go to the hospital?"
Ling Shuangjiang: "I didn't go. From childhood to adulthood, I've always had a cold that lasts for a month."
"That won't do. It's not good to keep dragging on with this illness." Xie Wang reached out to brush the stray hairs from his forehead and said gently, "Drink more hot soup. Your voice sounds a little hoarse."
Ling Shuangjiang smiled and said, "Okay."
As the food was served, Ling Shuangjiang stood up, and Xie Wang instinctively grabbed him, asking, "Where are you going?"
Ling Shuangjiang: "Go to the restroom."
"I'll stay with you."
Noticing the mushy expressions on the faces of the people at the table, Ling Shuangjiang squeezed his hand, "I'll go by myself."
As soon as the door closed, Xiang Ming couldn't wait to speak.
"You puppy-like boyfriend, look how cheap you are."
Xie Wang picked up his wine glass and raised his eyebrows: "I misspoke. From now on, please call me my dog-like husband."
Chen Siqi laughed and asked, "Did you like that 'husband' you said just now?"
"Hmm." Xie Wang raised the corners of his lips. "Actually, it's fine. We often call each other husband and wife."
"You two are so mushy." Xiang Ming said with a slightly serious tone, "If I'm destined to become a simp like him after we start dating, I'd rather be alone for the rest of my life."
"Then I'll be alone. When you're an old man and can't walk anymore, I'll hold hands with Shuangjiang and go humiliate you—"
"No, I'm here to see you."
Xiang Ming retorted, "You're talking like you two aren't old men."
"Even if Shuangjiang is eighty years old, he will still be the most handsome old man in our family."
Lu Xin smiled and said, "By the way, Brother Xie, are you two living together? If you are, remember to be careful of the media."
Xie Wang's smile gradually faded: "No, we just confirmed our relationship."
Xiang Ming glanced at him sideways, discerning the reason: "No way, no way, you two have only just stopped at holding hands?"
"Ask what you should ask, and ask what you shouldn't ask." Xie Wang was clearly unwilling to talk about this matter, and his voice turned cold: "This is my and Shuangjiang's privacy, why are you asking about this?"
Seeing that Xie Wang was about to get angry, Xiang Ming quickly apologized: "It's my fault, I was too talkative."
Xie Wang's expression softened slightly: "Hmm."
Actually, when brothers discuss this kind of thing, it's fine if it only involves him; he doesn't care.
He was extremely unhappy when this privacy involved Ling Shuangjiang.
Chen Siqi stepped in to ease the tension: "Your family's birthday is coming up soon, right?"
"Yes, the day after tomorrow."
Have you prepared a gift?
"I've bought it. I'm going to show it to him tomorrow."
The conversation was only halfway through when Ling Shuangjiang returned quickly.
Xie Wang's attitude immediately softened; he chatted with him from time to time and served him food.
Ling Shuangjiang originally wanted to eat shrimp, but Xie Wang, considering his illness, didn't let him.
After the dinner, the driver prepared to take the two of them home.
"Mr. Xie, where are we going?"
Xie Wang looked at Ling Shuangjiang: "I prepared a birthday present for you. I was planning to give it to you tomorrow, but since you came back early, would you like to come to my place tonight?"
Ling Shuangjiang: "Okay."
Having received a positive response, Xie Wang pulled him into his arms, and couldn't help but think of the dinner party incident.
He had considered living together.
But he felt that the time for the first frost was too fast, and that it was better not to rush it, lest it frighten him.
He has been single for 28 years, so it's okay for him to hold back for now.
"By the way, I want to explain something to you." Ling Shuangjiang told Xie Wang the whole story of the reporter's sudden question and Li Man's reply. "If you're planning to announce our relationship, let's find another time."
Xie Wang expressed his understanding: "It's okay, I know you like me and care about me, that's enough, I don't care about anything else."
"After all, I'm your husband,"
Xie Wang spoke with a hint of pride.
Ling Shuangjiang nestled in his arms and teased him, "How about we don't announce it?"
Xie Wang was clearly taken aback: "No."
Holding Ling Shuangjiang's face, he said with a hint of jealousy, "We have to let them know you have a husband, so they won't try to steal you from me."
Ling Shuangjiang found a comfortable position, closed her eyes, and patted Xie Wang's shoulder reassuringly with her palm.
"Don't worry, you can't steal it."
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Back home, Xie Wang took Ling Shuangjiang's hand and helped her sit on the sofa: "Shuangjiang, I'll go prepare a gift for you, wait a moment."
Ling Shuangjiang tilted her head and smiled: "Should I cover my eyes?"
"Need not."
Xie Wang smiled and turned to leave.
His little frost is so cute!
After preparing everything in the bedroom, Xie Wang cleared his throat as he stood in front of the door: "Mr. Ling, you can open your gift now."
Seeing Xie Wang's surprise, Ling Shuangjiang was also filled with anticipation. He smiled, his eyes sparkling, and walked into the room with great curiosity.
In the center, there was a huge gift box.
Xie Wang whispered to him, "Shuangjiang, to celebrate the 124 hours, 43 minutes and 58 seconds we've been together, I've prepared a gift. It symbolizes the fruit of our love."
Even though Ling Shuangjiang had guessed countless birthday gifts in her mind, she was still stunned, somewhat surprised.
"The fruit of love?"
Xie Wang nodded solemnly and led him to the gift. "With this, I hope you will no longer be lonely, and that it will also make our family of two into a family of three, adding to our happiness."
Ling Shuangjiang hesitated for a moment: "You didn't do anything illegal, did you steal a child for me?"
Excitement flickered in Xie Wang's eyes: "Open it quickly."
Ling Shuangjiang's heart pounded as she opened the box.
In an instant, a childish, sweet voice rang out.
"Woof woof".
Seeing the scene inside the cardboard box, Ling Shuangjiang was both amused and exasperated. She picked up the little golden retriever and exclaimed, "Is this our love child?"