Chapter 32 My Husband Came to Check on Me

Lu Zhihan laughed out loud.

"Sister, you are so cute. You even cut off your hand, making your husband look like a bloody boss. If you like this, you can play with me~"

"Have you seen my latest drama? I'm playing a domineering CEO. Why don't you come to my room tonight and I'll act it out for you myself."

As expected, she has a reputation for being lecherous, even to the staff.

Song Xi took out his mobile phone, turned on the front camera, and took a photo.

"Since you like me so much, come take a photo with me and I'll post it in your fan group~"

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhihan immediately let go of his hand.

He has just become popular recently and has gained some fame. His fans are all girlfriends. If he is exposed to love scandals, his career will be greatly affected.

"Just chat, why do you want to ruin someone's career?" Lu Zhihan complained.

Song Xi didn't waste any time talking to him and ordered coldly, "Go ahead, stand still, and start filming."

The peacock failed to spread its feathers and the beauty was not won.

Lu Zhihan reluctantly stepped over and continued to pose for Song Xi's camera.

This time the shoot went unexpectedly smoothly and was finished in just forty minutes.

As the sky gradually darkened, the photography crews gradually finished their work.

Ye Zi whispered in Song Xi's ear, "Sister Xi, you were so cool just now. That Lu Zhihan has 8 million fans, and you didn't even give him any face."

Song Xi: "He harassed me, and I should give him face?"

Ye Zi said, "You still don't understand. Our business relies on connections. If you offend a celebrity's studio, the boss will blame you for losing orders in the future. If Lu Zhihan holds a grudge, the boss will probably fire you. It's not worth it."

"That's not a reason for him to harass people in the workplace."

Song Xi put away the camera and comforted Ye Zi: "Don't worry, I have the leverage over him. If he dares to touch my career, I will destroy his reputation."

Only after hearing this did Ye Zi feel relieved.

The nature of their industry is different, and they often deal with all kinds of people, including all kinds of monsters.

Most people can just bear with it and get over it.

After all, there is no good ending if you offend a celebrity.

When it was completely dark, Lu Zhihan came over again, saying that he wanted to thank the photography crew for their hard work and wanted to treat them to a meal.

At this time, Jing Zhuo called.

Song Xi swiped open the call and started with zero frames.

"Hey, hubby...what? You missed me so much that you wanted to video chat with me? Okay, I'll be back to the hotel soon. Let's meet up there. Muah~"

She finished speaking in one breath, pointing to her phone with an apologetic look.

"Sorry, my husband is here to check on me, so I won't be having dinner with you. I'm going back to be with him. Bye."

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

A group of people watched Song Xi leave with the camera and handed over the subsequent finishing work to the team assistant.

Lu Zhihan murmured, "You photographers are so efficient and cool when you're working, but why are you so love-brained in private?"

Ye Zi added, "That's because her husband is handsome. If I were Sister Xi, I would also love to go back to the hotel and video chat with my husband."

"Can anyone be more handsome than the boss I play?" Lu Zhihan didn't believe it.

Ye Zi thought to herself: If you have the guts, then act like a real boss! What's so great about playing a boss?

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husband……

Jing Zhuo's breathing stopped when he heard the intimate words called out by the person on the other end of the phone.

Song Xi called him husband.

She also said that she would accompany him at night and that he was in her heart.

I think of him as soon as I get off work.

Jing Zhuo's Adam's apple rolled, and just as he was about to speak, Song Xi's voice came again from the other end.

"Jingzhuo, are you still there?"

"exist."

"I'm sorry, I had a dinner party just now and I didn't want to go, so I used you as a shield." Song Xi explained to him in a low voice as he walked towards the hotel.

When you are away from home, it is much more convenient to be married, for example, it can isolate you from some troublesome bad love affairs.

Jing Zhuo's rolling throat stopped again.

"Calling me husband and saying sorry?"

Song Xi didn't react: "Huh?"

Jing Zhuo said on the other end: "I am indeed your husband, and I do miss you. If you want to use me, just use me openly."

Song Xi was stunned for a moment and sighed.

I just got married and I’m not used to life with a husband yet.

But this shield is really useful. In the future, when I encounter a dinner party that I don’t want to go to, I can just use the word "husband" to deal with it, and it will be a perfect solution.

"Okay, I'll get used to using yours more often."

Song Xi smiled and said, "By the way, what did you call me about just now?"

Jing Zhuo thought of his 'business' and said:

"I just got home and saw your washed clothes dropped on the terrace, so I'll help you wash them again."

Song Xi thanked him and said, "Thank you for your help!"

"You're welcome. Washing your wife's clothes is what a husband should do."

There was the sound of running water, followed by Jing Zhuo's voice: "You go back to the hotel first, I'm going to be busy. We'll video chat tonight."

Song Xi hung up the phone and was puzzled for a moment.

Just put the clothes in the washing machine, why is there the sound of running water? Is he washing them by hand?

It’s just two shirts, not that serious.

She didn't think too much about it and carried her SLR camera back to the hotel. The weather in Sanya was hot and she was sweating after being busy all afternoon.

Song Xi took a shower immediately, and when he came out, his cell phone dinged.

She picked up the phone and saw that it was a photo sent by Jing Zhuo.

In the palm of the man's bony hand lay a thin and delicate piece of lace fabric, which had been washed clean and was particularly eye-catching.

“!!!”

It turns out the clothes he was talking about just now... were this!

Song Xi's face suddenly turned red.

She likes to wash her panties by hand and hang them in a sunny place. They can be sterilized by direct sunlight for a few hours. She used to take them away every night.

I was picked up by Jing Zhuo today.

He also washed her hands.

Even if you are a couple, it is still very embarrassing to have your underwear rubbed in the palm of a man's hand.

Moreover, this style is the silk lace style that Zhang Hening gave her before, and she said it is sexy and comfortable.

Song Xi sent back a smiley face to ease the awkwardness.

The man sent another picture, which showed her panties fully stretched out, hanging on the clothes hanger, and put on the terrace again.

Under the light, the shape of the underwear is neat and the lace is clearly visible.

"I've hung it up for you."

Song Xi: “…”

"I'll pick it up for you tomorrow after get off work."

Song Xi: “…”

"There's also a light green one with small floral prints. I'll continue washing it."

Song Xi: What a warm-hearted man!

I'm almost losing face.

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With Song Xi bringing up her "husband" from time to time on the set, Lu Zhihan became much more restrained.

After the filming was over, almost everyone on the set knew that Song Xi had a husband who was clingy, jealous, had a bad temper, loved to chop people's hands, and would call as soon as he got off work.

We can return tomorrow.

My colleagues suggested that we go to Sanya’s night market today and enjoy the night view.

Song Xi also went with them and bought a lot of souvenirs.

And posted a circle of friends: Sanya, see you later~

After learning that Song Xi was coming back, Jing Zhuo got home early the next day, took two small cakes and put them in the refrigerator, and prepared some snacks and put them in the living room.

At nine o'clock in the evening, he went back to his room, took a shower, and changed into new pajamas.

At ten past nine, he blow-dried his hair.

At ten o'clock, he went to the master bedroom to change the sheets and poured her a glass of warm lemon water.

Twelve o'clock...

Jing Zhuo sat in the living room and waited until midnight, but there was no news of Song Xi returning to the city. It was quiet outside and there was no one in sight.

“Ding~”

The phone suddenly rang, and Jing Zhuo clicked on the message and read it immediately.

"I'm sorry, I canceled my ticket at the last minute and won't be returning to Beijing for now. My cousin is getting married, so I'm going to stay in Sucheng for a few days and go back after the wedding."

Jing Zhuo: “…”