Chapter 65 Heartbeat.

After several busy days, Sheng Yi's work has come to a temporary end.

After finishing work that day, Sheng Yi asked the driver to take her to the nearest shopping mall.

I'm about to join the crew, so besides my usual clothes and supplies, there are a few other things I need to stock up on temporarily.

In the end, the movie script was finalized. When Lao Qian heard about it, he didn't say much else. The role was one that the studio had picked from multiple options, and both the character design and the completeness of the role were commendable. However, he said, "You need to be mentally prepared."

Sheng Yi knew what he was talking about. The film crew had initially suggested some remote filming locations, but the one they finally decided on was the most desolate one of them.

However, after several rounds of negotiations, she couldn't think about anything else. The more she read, the more captivated she became by this character she had never met before. If she had any questions, the director would break them down and discuss them thoroughly.

In a parallel universe, it seems that such a person truly exists, just waiting for her to don a physical form and for a soul to be infused into her.

However, real challenges exist. The location is remote, the climate is different, and there's poor cell phone signal. Those planning to stay there long-term will need to acclimatize beforehand.

Sheng Yi had never been there before, but after reading the feedback from staff who had gone there in advance, she and Lao Qian decided to suspend negotiations for the new job.

After finishing her last task next week, she will fly there in advance to allow herself a few days to adjust.

Jingjing made a long list, including warm clothes, medicine for headaches and fevers, and even books to pass the time, afraid that she might have overlooked something and regret it later.

The two were carrying large bags and small packages, waiting for their driver to pick them up, when suddenly they heard someone tentatively call her name from the empty parking lot.

It seemed like he knew her, but he consciously kept his voice down, so it could only be heard in a small area.

"No way, it's almost closing time and I still managed to run into someone." Sheng Yi kept her head down and didn't move. The other person took a few more steps closer. "It really is you!"

Her sweet and charming voice sounded strangely familiar.

Sheng Yi looked up and saw Amy standing not far away with a smile on her face. Behind her, a woman with a high pregnant belly was leaning against the car door and looking in this direction. It was Huang Bei.

After not seeing her for several months, her belly was now fully showing. Amy confirmed it was her, then ran back in her high heels to help Huang Bei over.

"Hi," Huang Bei broke the silence first.

She held her waist, looking both sharp and frail. Sheng Yi didn't really know what they had to say to each other. After exchanging a couple of greetings, he got stuck and Huang Bei continued the conversation.

Before parting, Amy clutched her phone, mustering her courage for a long time, and asked, "Sister, can I add you on WeChat?" She replied, "We can hang out together sometime when we're free."

That won't be necessary.

Sheng Yi smiled, but replied, "Okay."

After their brief meeting last time, Wen Shili seemed to have become very busy, rarely even spending time in S City.

Sheng Yi's work in City B ended early. While waiting for her flight, she casually scrolled through her phone and a message about Wen Shili popped up in the recommendations.

The video shows her being spotted at the airport a few days ago. She was wearing a mask, had a tall and slender figure, and was dressed in the most basic style, without even showing her face. Yet, she exuded an aura that made it easy to imagine what kind of person she was.

Sheng Yi thought for a moment and quickly matched it with one of his previous schedules.

Actually, he doesn't even need to explain; gossip about him will inevitably surface from time to time. It's simply because his presence in the industry is so strong. Even the staff who occasionally contact him can't help but relish discussing news about him.

For example, during her lunch break the other day, Sheng Yi overheard the younger female colleagues gossiping together. She then learned that he would be giving an interview that day.

The interviewee is a well-known host in the industry, the kind who can boast about his fans if he gets an interview. It's said that the interviewee invited Wen Shili to his show when he first started out, but for some reason, it never happened. The interviewee declared that he would definitely interview Wen Shili before he retired.

Over time, this incident even became a meme among his fans. This time, for reasons unknown, Wen Shili actually gave an interview. The show won't air until next month, but the production team's Weibo account has already posted dozens of teasing messages in advance.

Sheng Yi imagined the scene and found it utterly unappealing.

Opening the chat window, the two had been talking since yesterday evening. He said he would catch his flight today and pick her up the day after tomorrow after she was back.

After a one-day break, Sheng Yi was supposed to join the crew. If nothing unexpected happened, they wouldn't see each other for the next few months. Sheng Yi didn't try to persuade her to prioritize work. She had a feeling that if she kept making excuses, she wouldn't be able to get away with it by joking around.

But when she messaged him, she didn't expect things to go so smoothly. The original completion time was more than half a day ahead of schedule. Since she had nothing to do in City B anyway, she simply changed her flight. The flight, which was originally scheduled for the next morning, landed at City S airport that evening.

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"Okay, I understand."

Sheng Yi sat in the car, listening listlessly to Lao Qian talking on the phone.

She noticed that as he got older, Lao Qian was increasingly showing signs of becoming a father figure; they had been talking for almost half an hour and there was no sign of him hanging up.

Since I had nothing better to do, and Sheng Yi didn't urge me, I just held my phone, browsing the web and occasionally responding to a few words.

Tonight's guests were all elders, and inevitably, a few drinks were consumed. Wen Shili rubbed his forehead, opened the car door, and then realized something was amiss.

"With your physical condition, you should pay more attention to your health, okay?"

There were unfamiliar voices inside the car. And someone who should never be here was sitting in the driver's seat. Hearing the noise, he turned around and smiled gently and harmlessly.

Old Qian was still meticulously listing the points to note when Sheng Yi turned off the speaker and whispered to Wen Shili, "Wait for me."

Then, she jokingly said into the phone, "If you're so worried, why don't you come over with me?"

She knew that Lao Qian was definitely not going anywhere, so she was just saying that to shut him up. Sure enough, there was no sound on the other end of the phone.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Wen Shili glance at her, then reach out and take her hand. He rubbed her hand gently with his thumb against the back of her hand.

That's practically cheating. Just as Sheng Yi was about to hang up, Lao Qian suddenly spoke up again, "You said if you had taken that dating reality show, you wouldn't have had to suffer like this. Sigh, too bad, it's already been officially announced."

"If I had known, it wouldn't have been so bad to end up like Zeng Shaoguang back then. At least I would have had someone who cared about me."

Sheng Yi only realized this after hearing it; Lao Qian must be drunk. Whenever this happened, he would get obsessed with playing matchmaker for her, crying and feeling sorry for her, saying that she had been struggling with him for years and was still all alone, and always wanted to find someone to pair her up with.

Sheng Yi had a headache, but there was nothing she could do. There were also people watching her like hawks.

She had already turned off the speakerphone, but in the closed and extremely quiet car, she felt that Wen Shili could clearly hear the voices on the other side.

Before Lao Qian could finish speaking, Sheng Yi suddenly called out to him, "Brother Qian."

Upon hearing the address, Old Qian was stunned. After a long pause, he slurred, "Are you drunk?"

Who was really drunk? Sheng Yi didn't have the energy to argue with him anymore.

There was a brief moment of silence in the car. Out of the corner of his eye, he could sense the person next to him getting closer.

The quiet person was no longer content with being quiet. He lowered his head and gently bit her lips.

It happened so fast that Sheng Yi leaned back in her chair, stunned and unable to react. Her doe-like eyes blinked in alarm.

So cute, just a little naughty.

Wen Shili gently stroked her cheek.

Sheng Yi was held firmly in her seat, her lips unconsciously pursed. Wen Shili, however, seemed to have endless patience, lowering his head to gently caress her lips, as if savoring a fine wine. His deep eyes were filled with unreadable thoughts.

Sheng Yi's arms felt numb, but her heart was burning.

She couldn't hear clearly what Lao Qian said next; her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was about to burst out of her chest.

His kiss was warm, and his cool breath melted into the hazy kiss. His clear voice grew deeper and deeper, enticing his prey step by step into his trap.

"Good boy, open your mouth."

Sheng Yi strained with all her might, stubbornly sticking out her neck, trying to hold onto her gradually sinking will.

With a gentle pinch, Wen Shili caught Sheng Yi completely off guard. The moment her gasp escaped her lips, his tongue had already deftly slipped inside.

The mask of gentleness was ruthlessly discarded; he gripped the back of her head, swallowing her fiercely and urgently. His eyes gleamed with a sinister light, adding a touch of eeriness to his otherwise gentle face.

Sheng Yi tilted her head back, enduring his increasingly intense kisses, unconsciously letting out soft moans. Just as the low moan was about to escape her lips, she hesitated, mindful of the person on the other end of the phone, and dared not make a sound.

She frantically scratched at the troublemaker, but Wen Shili, as if amused, exhaled a pleasant breath. His voice, born to be a singer, had never been so alluring and passionate.

It turns out that some people's talents are not limited to just one area.

"Hello? Sheng Yi? Can you hear me?"

Old Qian was shouting desperately on the other end, his voice like a thread of hair hanging precariously from a thousand-pound weight, clinging precariously to her last shred of sanity. It could snap at any moment, and she would plummet.

Sheng Yi struggled to get up, but Wen Shili cupped her face and pulled her deeper into the depths.

Sheng Yi's consciousness eventually drifted away from her, and she obediently followed him, so confused that she didn't know where she was.

He fumbled for the button to hang up, then leaned in to kiss her, saying, "Don't hold back."

"Hmm—"

Unable to contain her desire, she writhed in agony. He transformed into a gentle spring rain, washing away her restlessness that she had been running around trying to vent.

Wen Shili seemed to have endless patience, watching as her pink lips gradually turned crimson, her eyes glistening with moisture. He patiently tugged out her shy, hiding tongue, bit by bit, as if he wanted to swallow it whole.

Sheng Yi went from refusing to cooperate at first to even her voice of resistance weakening, but the culprit still chuckled and reminded her, "Do you want to suffocate yourself?"

Sheng Yi, clinging to a sliver of reason, angrily bit him.

Wen Shili took a deep breath, concealing the intimidating emotion in his eyes. He looked at the person in his arms, delicate and frail, her chest heaving as she gazed at him breathlessly. Like a delicate flower after the rain, she trembled softly, beautiful and frail, yet full of allure.

He clenched his fingers, and the gradually spreading pain only fueled his sadistic desires.

But it will scare her.

He closed his eyes; he had lost control.

Seeing her, I can't help but want to have her completely under my control.

He stroked her cheek, brushed aside the tangled hair clinging to her face, and pecked her lips. "I'm sorry."

What's the use of saying sorry now, as if you'll change later? He acts like a perfect gentleman, yet he's more unrestrained than anyone else. Sheng Yi rolled her eyes countless times in her mind and glared at him with displeasure.

Little did she know that the final result was completely different from what she had imagined.

Wen Shili reached out and covered her eyes, kissing her lingeringly, "Want more?"