The young couple finally reunited 2

Nanqi also took off his clothes, pressing his naked body against hers. He wrapped an arm around the back of her neck and gently pulled her into his embrace. "Sleep well, have sweet dreams."

Song Zhao murmured, "Nanqi... my darling, I miss you so much..."

I miss you so much...

Nanqi held her like that, savoring the brief happiness bestowed upon her by heaven, cherishing every second of their time together.

It had been far too long since she had seen Song Zhao up close, let alone embraced her naked like this. If she weren't afraid of waking the person in her arms, Nanqi would have wanted to hold her even tighter.

Song Zhao looked much thinner, and the features of her face were more defined. Compared to before, she looked more mature and charming.

You must have suffered a lot over the years. In a place like the entertainment industry, things like what happened today probably happen every day. How did you get through it?

It's all my fault, Zhaozhao, I'm so sorry, so very sorry...

Nanqi's eyes welled up with tears, which streamed down her face. She gently kissed Song Zhao's forehead and said, "Let me make it up to you properly in the future, okay?"

Song Zhao was awakened by the heat of the sun in the early morning. Nan Qi's curtains were too thin and had almost no effect on blocking out the light. The walls of the house were also thin, making it hot in summer and cold in winter.

The fan was still blowing, and Song Zhao subconsciously turned it to the highest setting. Then, she looked around sleepily. There was no one in the room. She was naked, and her dress was on the stool. She remembered that Nan Qi had brought her here last night, but now that she was sober, she was a little unsure.

She rubbed her sore eyelids, turned her head, and found that the wall next to the bed was covered with her photos, including stills from her movies, promotional photos, and photos cut from magazines, covering almost every period of her career.

Suddenly, the door creaked open, and Song Zhao turned around to find that the person in front of her was indeed her.

Nanqi parted her lips slightly, looking a little flustered, and said, "I made some food, would you like to get up and eat some?"

Song Zhao stared at her blankly for a while, then smiled sweetly, "Okay, but I don't really want to get up."

Nanqi put down the tray of food, picked up a small folding table from the corner of the wall, set it on the bed, and then arranged the food. "Let's eat in bed then."

"You feed me."

Song Zhao's closeness eased Nan Qi's unease considerably, so she opened up and said, "Okay."

She scooped up a spoonful of congee with preserved egg and lean pork, tasted it with her lips to make sure it wasn't too hot, and then fed it to Song Zhao.

Song Zhao took a spoonful and exclaimed in delight, "It's warm!"

"Hmm, it's been cooling for a while now." Nanqi filled a basin with cold water, put the porridge pot in it, and stirred it back and forth with a spoon to cool it down.

"Did you get bitten on the hand by a mosquito?" Song Zhao asked.

"Hmm?" Nanqi looked at the back of her hand and saw two large red bags. "It really is. I didn't even notice it until you pointed it out. I didn't even feel anything."

Do you have any Tiger Balm at home?

"Yes, but since the bag is going to be sold anyway, I won't bother."

Song Zhao, with a stern face, said, "No, go and apply it."

“…Go, I’ll go apply it right away.”

“Last night I didn’t know where to take you. A hotel might attract more attention, so I brought you here for the night. As for today…” Nanqi was about to say that she could quickly find a better place, but Song Zhao interrupted her before she could finish.

"There are dormitories at the company, I need to go back to live there." Song Zhao lowered his head, picked up his spoon, and started eating by himself.

Nanqi smiled and sat down, saying, "That's right, you have rules, don't you?"

"Can I contact you? Not often..." Nanqi said nervously.

Song Zhao hesitated for a moment, then said, "My agent has helped me a lot, and I don't want to cause her any more trouble."

Nanqi nodded with a stiff smile, "I was just saying it offhand, just kidding."

Song Zhao took her hand and looked at her: "There are only six months left. Once the contract expires in six months, we can be together. No one can stop us."

"Uh-huh."

"Eat quickly, the food will get cold soon." Nanqi picked up a piece of green vegetable for her and put it in her spoon.

While eating, Song Zhao said, "You don't need to transfer any more money to me. Once this endorsement ends, that debt will be cleared."

For four years, Nanqi would send Song Zhao a sum of money every month. In the first two years, it was five or six thousand yuan, and later it was ten or twenty thousand yuan. The amount was not fixed, but it was always more or less.

Song Zhao wanted Nan Qi to live her own life and didn't want her to work so hard, but she also knew Nan Qi's personality well. If she didn't accept the money, Nan Qi would feel even worse, and it was also the only way they could stay in touch.

"The endorsement you're talking about, is it for Vans?"

"Hmm, did you see me during the day too?"

Nanqi shook her head dejectedly, "I worked the night shift yesterday and rested at home during the day, but my colleague asked you for an autograph."

Song Zhao thought for a moment and said, "That Xiao Zhang, is that you?"

Nanqi nodded awkwardly.

"It was my oversight; your birthday is next month."

"That's just a date on my ID card. I actually never celebrate my birthday."

"By the way, do you know the person who bullied you last night?" Nanqi's expression turned serious.

“One of our company’s directors, Zheng Shiqiu.”

"Were those two people who dragged you into the hotel arranged by him?"

"Yeah. Luckily you rushed in in time yesterday, he didn't do anything to me."

“But you still have six months left, and you’ll still be working under him. That’s too dangerous,” Nanqi said, frowning.

"Don't worry, I can handle it. Anyway, we already had a falling out last night. Next time he invites me to dinner and drinks, I'll have a reason not to go."

Nanqi took a USB drive out of her pocket and gave it to her. "This is the video I took last night when I rushed into the room. The camera was clipped to my shirt the whole time. Although it's evidence, it's also your privacy, so you can handle it as you see fit."

"Okay, I understand. I'll take it with me when I leave."

Nanqi said cautiously in a tentative tone, "If you want to call the police, it would be more convincing if I went with you as a witness."

Song Zhao sighed wearily, "Calling the police is useless. He'll just turn around and bite me back. This kind of thing happens all the time."

“Hmm…” Nanqi paused, then continued, “If you want to negotiate with him, I can go with you. At least, I can protect you.”

Song Zhao lowered her eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "I don't want you to get involved. This industry is very complex, and you've never been in it before, so you don't understand its rules."

Nanqi said earnestly, "I just want to help you resolve this matter. Besides, I already laid a hand on him last night. I can't help but get involved now."

Song Zhao put down his spoon, pondered for a moment, and said, "I'll tell you when I go to find him."

"Mmm!" Nanqi's eyes crinkled with joy.

"Alright. I'm full." Song Zhao shifted back and stretched comfortably.

Nanqi then cleared away the bowls, chopsticks, and small table, her face beaming with an undisguised smile.

"Can I borrow your phone for a moment?" Song Zhao asked.

"Take it yourself," Nanqi said with a smile, pointing to the spot by the bedside.

Song Zhao used Nanqi's phone to call Cindy: "Hey, sis, it's me."

"My goodness, you finally called! Where the hell have you been all night?! You scared the hell out of me!"

Song Zhao habitually pulled her phone away; Cindy's loud voice often made her eardrums hurt.

Song Zhao calmly replied, "I can't find my phone. I probably left it at the place where I ate yesterday. If you can't find it, could you give me a new number?"

"Wow, you really know how to give me work. Don't you know your place now? You can't just lose your phone like that!"

Song Zhao could already picture Cindy kicking the table and cursing. After venting her anger, Cindy sighed and said, "I'll send someone to find it for you right away."

"There's one more thing I have to tell you. Last night I was almost sexually harassed by Chairman Zheng. I was lucky to escape. I'm not going to participate in his parties anymore."

Upon hearing this, Cindy immediately quieted down and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

"No, I already told you I was lucky to escape."

Cindy breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good. Send me your location and I'll arrange for someone to take you to the film set."

"No need, I'll go by myself. It'll save time. You can arrange for someone to wait for me on set."

"OK".

After hanging up the phone, Song Zhao glanced at the time on his phone and said, "It's already 7 o'clock?"

"Did something hold you up?" Nanqi asked hurriedly.

"I have something to do at 9 o'clock, um... judging by the time, I should still have enough time."

"Let me dress you." Nanqi took her own clothes from the closet. "Your clothes are dirty, wear mine for now."

Song Zhao glanced up at her, casually put the clothes aside, stretched out his arms and hooked his arms around her neck, pulling her body close to his, and whispered in her ear, "Hurry up, or we'll really be late."

Nanqi blushed and her heart pounded. "This... in broad daylight, what if you get caught?"

Although Nanqi spoke with concern, her body honestly responded to Song Zhao's act of taking off her short-sleeved shirt and shorts, without any intention of refusing.

Seeing that Nanqi was also completely naked, Song Zhao pulled her to his side and looked at her with ambiguous eyes: "Don't say anything that will spoil the mood, just tell me if you want to or not?"