A message popped up in the middle of the screen—
Qi Yan: “Big star, eat less at night.”
Oh my!
It was actually that scoundrel coming to coax her!
She had guessed everyone she knew, even wondering if it might be Fu Si Yu, because if there was one person in this world who understood her preferences best, it would undoubtedly be Fu Si Yu.
Although that man clearly hated her to death, he insisted on keeping her by his side.
Yet she had to admit that if it weren’t for Fu Si Yu, she had no idea where she might be now, struggling to survive in some dark corner.
In a better scenario, she might have spent the rest of her life alone in an orphanage, or perhaps been adopted by someone else, calling others Father and Mother, living an ordinary life.
In any case, it would never be better than now.
Her eyelashes paused, her gaze fixed on the dark green box on the table, packaged more exquisitely and luxuriously than a gift.
As she stared, she smiled.
“Second Master, what other surprises do you have that I don’t know about?”
A faint, intangible warmth surged into her heart.
Like a little secret joy floating on clouds, she felt light and elated, as if soaring through the skies.
Taking a deep breath, she slowly untied the silk ribbon on the box, as carefully as if unwrapping a precious gift.
Chianina T-bone steak cooked medium-rare, Conterno Monfortino Riserva Barolo red wine, sickeningly sweet macarons…
And flowers and candles.
Full of ceremony.
This wasn’t just a late-night snack—it was Second Master’s heart!
Her anger came and went quickly; she had long forgiven him, and besides, she hadn’t truly been angry with him.
Opening WeChat.
Among the various flashy profile pictures, the serious-looking man’s avatar stood out prominently.
In their chat interface, there was only a solitary message.
No chat history.
This was their first conversation since adding each other as friends.
She arranged the items one by one, took a photo, and sent it over.
“Thank you for the late-night love delivery, Second Master! Heart emoji.jpg”
After sending it, she rested her chin on her hand and thought for a while.
After pondering further, she decisively stood up and tidied her makeup in front of the mirror.
The mirror reflected that flawlessly beautiful and radiant face.
Snow-white skin, red lips, eyes brimming with charm, an innate sensuality, and a supermodel’s golden-ratio figure.
Goodness, is this even human?
Clearly, it’s a little temptress meant to lead others astray!
The little temptress found the most flattering angle, took N selfies, and finally selected the most beautiful one.
“Second Master, the things you ordered have arrived, but what about the things I ordered? Why haven’t they been delivered yet?”
She studied her message in the input bar for quite some time, reading it forward and backward to ensure there were no issues, with perfectly proper punctuation, before nodding in satisfaction and clicking send!
Quick!
Ask her!
Ask her what she ordered!
Her heart was both anxious and expectant as she cut a small piece of meat and put it in her mouth, her cheeks puffing in and out.
Yet her gaze remained fixed on the screen, watching to see if the words “The other party is typing…” would appear at the top of the chat interface.
However.
One minute passed.
Two minutes passed.
Ten minutes passed…
Still, no reply came.
The steak on the plate instantly lost its appeal.
After her shower, she lazily lay on the bed in a pink, fluffy, adorable nightgown, playing with her phone.
It was almost 11 p.m., and there was still no reply.
Driven by a stubborn refusal to give up, she sent him several more messages in a row.
“Brother~”
“Buy me a new phone, please.”
“I think my phone is broken.”
“Otherwise, why haven’t I received any messages from you? sad face.jpg”
“You say you’ve renounced all worldly desires, yet you keep your eyes tightly shut. If you opened them and looked at me, I don’t believe you’d remain unmoved.”
…
Another ten minutes passed, and still no reply from him.
Instantly annoyed again, she tossed and turned in bed, the mattress sinking in one spot, the poor pillow thrown to the floor by its owner.
With her hair tousled into a charming bird’s nest, she angrily opened Weibo, selected the photos she had just sent to Qi Yan from her gallery, and quickly drafted a caption:
Wanqing V: Fed late at night, gained three pounds, very unhappy! [wilted rose.jpg]
As soon as this post went live, countless curious netizens swarmed in. Within just a few minutes, likes and comments surpassed 100,000.
The most avid gossip followers were night owls, becoming more active as the night grew darker.
Whether it was due to buying a year-round trending package or not, her recent popularity had reached unprecedented heights.
And for some reason, many comments were shipping her with Shi Si, even giving their pairing a name: “Only Time Is Not Too Late.”
“Shipping them so hard~”
“? Is ‘Only Time Is Not Too Late’ subtly showing off their love?”
“What can I, a mere looks-obsessed fan, even say?”
“In terms of looks alone, absolutely no one is more perfect for each other than you two. I’ll ship them first!”
Wanqing was utterly confused. What had she and Shi Si even done?
Gossip bloggers crawled out of bed in the middle of the night to spread fake rumors.
Number One Shipper Online: “No rumors, no spreading false info, firsthand tea, guaranteed real! A certain glamorous actress’s late-night snack was actually ordered by a certain top idol. The two often act like a married couple on set during filming, and the glamorous actress frequently comes down from the top idol’s trailer. The above info is guaranteed real. If it’s fake, I’ll livestream eating shit while doing a handstand tomorrow!”
There were also literary youths channeling the spirit of a certain Lu-style literary master.
“My goddess is falling in love, and my world is collapsing. The streets at 2 a.m. are a bit dark, covered in shattered glass. I thought and thought—that’s not glass, it’s my broken heart.”
Wanqing was completely immune to all of this; she had seen even stranger comments before.
But as she scrolled, a highly upvoted comment suddenly rose to the top of the comment section.
When she saw the yellow-verified avatar of the commenter, she nearly fainted on the spot!
What the hell!