Jiang Wanting suppressed the little flutter in her heart, her almond-shaped eyes curving into crescents. “You’re back! Go wash your hands, and then we can eat.”
Shen Zui let out a low “Mm” from his throat.
Watching Shen Zui enter the bathroom, Jiang Wanting let out a soft sigh. What should she do? She was still so nervous! He was really so handsome!!
When Shen Zui came out, he saw the girl sitting at the dining table, her large, dewy eyes fixed intently on the dishes.
Shen Zui sat down opposite her. “Let’s eat.”
“Oh, okay.” At this moment, Jiang Wanting couldn’t afford to be reserved anymore. What use was reserve in the face of delicious food?
“In a couple of days, I’ll be joining the film crew. If nothing comes up, I might stay with the crew until filming wraps up.”
Jiang Wanting lowered her gaze. The implication was clear: he wouldn’t be coming back to stay here until the movie was finished.
“That’s fine! I can go to Hengdian to see you.” Jiang Wanting’s words were startling.
“Cough, cough…” Shen Zui happened to be drinking soup at that very moment and choked.
“What’s wrong?” Jiang Wanting asked knowingly.
Shen Zui: “…”
Joking aside, filming a movie would take at least a few months, especially for a major production like this. She might not see Shen Zui for several months in a row.
What meaning was there in a life without seeing Shen Zui? Besides, she was Shen Zui’s fiancée. Of course, a fiancée could exercise her rights as a fiancée!
What was wrong with going to Hengdian to see him?
After dinner, Jiang Wanting carried a large bag of potato chips to the living room, turned on the TV, and happily munched on chips while watching a drama.
Seeing the girl on the sofa, Nanny Rong felt frustrated. The young master had finally come back. Shouldn’t she be trying to build their relationship now? What was the point of watching TV? It wasn’t like she usually enjoyed watching it so much.
“Young Mistress, eating snacks late at night isn’t good for your health.”
“It’s fine, I’m healthy. A little won’t hurt.” Jiang Wanting occasionally stuffed chips into her mouth while complaining about the plot.
Nanny Rong: “…”
Upstairs.
Shen Zui was wearing a white bathrobe, his hair half-dry. A pair of gold-rimmed glasses rested on his tall nose bridge as he leaned lazily against the headboard, reading a script.
Jiang Wanting didn’t watch TV for long before heading upstairs. After taking a shower, she dried her hair with a towel, thinking that this might be Shen Zui’s last night staying here this year. She couldn’t just sit back and do nothing.
Suddenly, a loud “boom” echoed.
Jiang Wanting excitedly patted her thigh. Perfect! Heaven was really helping her.
She quickly blow-dried her hair and did a simple skincare routine. Looking at the girl in the mirror wearing a white lace-trimmed nightgown, Jiang Wanting pursed her pink lips. Not bad, she looked beautiful.
Jiang Wanting carried her iPad and tiptoed to Shen Zui’s room.
The door was slightly ajar. Jiang Wanting smiled, then tentatively knocked.
“Um, can I come in?”
Shen Zui looked at the girl peeking halfway through the door and, as if compelled, let out an “Mm.”
“I’m a little scared of thunder,” the girl said in a soft, delicate voice, her large eyes looking innocent.
As she spoke, Jiang Wanting walked straight to the bed. “Can I share the bed with you for tonight?”
Without waiting for the man’s agreement, the girl lifted the covers and lay down.
Shen Zui raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly surprised by Jiang Wanting’s bold move. If nothing unexpected happened, she would be the one to spend her life with him.
Truthfully, he didn’t have many requirements for a partner. He had never been in a relationship before and didn’t particularly want one. Before his debut, the number of times he had been in close contact with girls could be counted on one hand.
He could tell the girl was interested in him, but it seemed to be because of his face.
Though Jiang Wanting’s expression remained calm, her heart was pounding wildly. She hadn’t realized she could be so bold, completely abandoning any sense of restraint.
“Are you reading a script? Can I take a look?” Jiang Wanting leaned slightly toward Shen Zui.
Shen Zui’s hand holding the script stiffened. The girl carried a faint, elusive fragrance, her large eyes glistening with moisture, and beneath her delicate, exquisite nose were pale pink lips.
After a long pause, he nodded.
With the man’s permission, Jiang Wanting leaned against Shen Zui’s shoulder. Though her eyes were on the script, her breathing became cautious. Shen Zui had a faint scent about him, likely from his shampoo.
Suddenly, Shen Zui turned his head, and his thin lips brushed against the girl’s soft, pink lips.
At that moment, time seemed to stand still.
Jiang Wanting froze, blinking her moist, almond-shaped eyes innocently at the man so close to her. Her mind felt like fireworks had exploded inside, and she instinctively licked her lips.
Shen Zui pulled back, his voice low and slightly hoarse. “Sorry.”
“It’s fine. I was too close.”
The man didn’t respond, his eyes fixed on the script, but his ears grew warm.
Seeing his silence, Jiang Wanting felt a bit dissatisfied and accused, “Shen Zui, that was my first kiss.”
Shen Zui’s fingers, flipping through the script, paused. First kiss?
When the man still didn’t speak, Jiang Wanting truly hadn’t expected Shen Zui to be so reserved. He wasn’t like this in public, but at home, he seemed like a completely different person.
Yet so many fans still adored him. Even after announcing his fiancée, they still loved him—was it because of his face?
Alright, she admitted she was drawn to him for his face too.
Suddenly, Jiang Wanting straddled the man’s waist and took the script from his hands.
Shen Zui’s brown eyes darkened as he suppressed his impatience, looking at the girl sitting on him with confusion.
Seeing the impatience and confusion in his eyes, Jiang Wanting snapped back to reality and awkwardly climbed off him.
This was a major social disaster. Could she apply to live on another planet? She must have been driven mad to act like that.
“Heh, sorry about that. My bad.”
Shen Zui raised the corner of his eye slightly, wrapped one arm around the girl’s slender waist, pulled her closer, and whispered in her ear, “Is that so?”
Jiang Wanting’s small, cute ears flushed red. Her ears were her most sensitive spot, and she knew without a doubt they were bright red now.
As if discovering something, Shen Zui inexplicably licked her red, sensitive ear.
Jiang Wanting couldn’t help but let out a soft moan, exclaiming, “Shen Zui, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Let me go.”
The man chuckled softly. Weren’t you quite bold just now? Turns out you’re just a paper tiger. Shen Zui had never been one to play the saint.
Taking advantage of the man’s distraction, Jiang Wanting pushed him away, quickly got off the bed, and ran off without even putting on her shoes.
A faint smile tugged at Shen Zui’s lips as he scoffed lightly. His little fiancée was quite amusing—still just a paper tiger.
Jiang Wanting returned to her room, closed the door, and leaned against it, slowly sliding down. She took a deep breath. Well, in the end, she was the one who chickened out first.
The next day, when Jiang Wanting woke up, Shen Zui had already left.
Jiang Wanting was filled with regret. She shouldn’t have pushed Shen Zui away yesterday. Wasn’t her original goal to get close to him? She had such a perfect opportunity yesterday, yet she chickened out. [Facepalm]
Jiang Wanting sighed. How could she go to Hengdian to find him when she didn’t even have his WeChat? She knew people in the entertainment industry had no holidays. Once Shen Zui entered the film set, he probably wouldn’t return until the shooting wrapped up.
Oh well, she would figure something out eventually.
…
Time flew by, and National Day arrived. Jiang Wanting spent three days lazing around at Qianxing Garden before returning to the Jiang family home.
On October 6th, the fashion magazine “Fashion Oni” released its October double issue, marking the first time in the magazine’s history to feature three covers in a double issue.
Shen Zui’s fans went wild with excitement.
Although the magazine wasn’t particularly famous, it was still one of the top ten fashion magazine brands in China.
The magazine had a limited-time but unlimited-quantity sale. Jiang Wanting almost missed the purchase window. She bought 520 sets of each issue.
For this, she even rented an apartment specifically to store the magazines. She was afraid Nanny Rong would discover them if she kept them at Qianxing Garden, and sending them to the Jiang family home also risked exposure. So, she simply rented a place.