Suddenly, Si Mingchen's breathing quickened.
Although Wen Zhi's words were bold, his affectionate eyes revealed a bit of the shyness and expectation of a teenager.
After many years, Wen Zhi's appearance has changed, but his behavior and demeanor are the same as before.
Si Ming looked at him silently, raised his arms to hold his waist and tightened them slightly.
Wen Zhi was pushed into Si Mingchen's arms by a powerful force.
The booing sounds around them became more and more heated. From their perspective, they could only see the two people whispering and behaving intimately.
The director team was very surprised because they didn't hear what Wen Zhi had just said. The sharp-eyed staff laughed and said, "Wen Zhi turned off the radio."
Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen are the only true couple, and all the staff know about it, but only the core members of the program team know about their marriage.
The director looked thoughtful and continued to stare at the camera.
The atmosphere between Si Mingchen and Wen Zhi was very good, and Wen Zhi was so happy that she was about to do splits. An active kiss may be a small step, but it can be a big step toward repairing a marriage.
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Wen Zhi's heart was pounding, and she closed her eyes and pouted at Si Mingchen.
Si Mingchen chuckled, and the ambiguous atmosphere disappeared. He placed his hand on Wen Zhi's neck and lowered his head to place a light kiss on Wen Zhi's forehead.
Wen Zhi smiled and pretended to be dissatisfied: "Anything else?"
Si Ming replied solemnly: "Everyone is watching."
Wen Zhi looked back at the camera, buried her head in Simingchen's arms, drew small circles on Simingchen's palms with her fingers, and whispered, "Then let's continue when we get home tonight?"
Siming Chen lowered his eyes: "Yeah."
When they returned, the guests looked at the two differently. Xie Jing and He Jones whispered, "Do you think they are a real couple?"
He Jones analyzed: "I don't think so. I guess Wen Zhi's company wants to promote him and establish a persona for him."
Xie Jing did not continue the topic and took He Jones' hand: "Hold on a little longer. If our votes can always remain first, we can get the bonus."
He Jones nodded and smiled at him.
Before the end of this episode, the director team will reward Wen Zhi with one thousand yuan and count the votes from major voting channels.
He was surprised when he received the results.
In this vote, Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen ranked second, while Xie Jing and He Jones firmly held the first place.
Faced with this result, Chen Zheng and Sheng Bai, who were second to last, did not show any emotion. After all, they were invited to participate in this program just for traveling, and their normal laboratory work was too boring and uninteresting.
The ones with the most emotions are Gu Chengfeng’s fans.
[Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen are obviously fake, why do they have so many votes? ］
[If the audience can guess the true CP in the end, there seems to be a reward. If you vote for Wen Zhi, you will lose. ］
[I don’t believe that this vote was not rigged. ］
[Maybe Wen Zhi’s company bought the ticket for him. ］
[There were actually 180,000 votes for Wen Zhi. Did they do it with their eyes closed? ］
The controversy on the Internet could not affect Wen Zhi. After receiving the bonus, he took Si Mingchen and moved into the fourth floor.
Because the fifth group of guests has not arrived yet, the third floor is empty.
When Wen Zhi passed by the second floor, his joy was beyond words. Holding Xiao Donggua, he bumped into Gu Chengfeng who was about to move to the first floor.
Facing the camera, Gu Chengfeng was always a humble, gentle, cool and handsome guy, so he just politely said congratulations and left with Qin Yusen.
Wen Zhi was very happy and couldn't help humming the strange lyrics. After reaching the fourth floor, he sang like a poor young man who had emancipated his own serfs.
Si Mingchen was beside him, and was uncontrollably infected by him. Even though luxurious things were commonplace to him, he still looked forward to it along with Wen Zhi.
Wen Zhi exclaimed as he stepped onto the fourth floor.
His eyes instantly became round and bright, and he did not hide his excitement at all.
The fourth floor is very luxurious. Even the floor tiles are different from those on the first and second floors. The texture is high-end and the overall color scheme is a comfortable and simple Nordic style.
Wen Zhi came to the center holding the little winter melon: "Sisi, we are rich now."
Si Mingchen pulled the suitcase and said sternly, "Well, thanks to you."
Wen Zhi looked at him with a smile: "This is the result of our joint efforts."
Wen Zhi spent half an hour looking around the place. The usable area of the fourth floor is five times that of the first floor. In addition to upgraded entertainment facilities, it also has a hot spring bath, tea room and water bath massage room.
In addition, all three meals are of five-star Michelin standard and you can order whatever you want.
Wen Zhi felt extremely comfortable just thinking about enjoying a romantic candlelight dinner on the exclusive terrace at night.
On the other side was the tea room. Wen Zhi sat on the tatami and pressed the texture of the soft mattress. It was not bad and quite soft.
He and Si Ming wouldn't feel uncomfortable sleeping here.
The tea on the table was steaming, obviously just prepared. Wen Zhi smelled the aroma of the tea, holding his cheek with a look of satisfaction.
He wanted to enjoy these two days with Si Mingchen.
At that time, Si Mingchen hugged him from behind, and the two of them drank tea and said sweet words to each other. This was simply the peak of life.
There is a hidden permission on the fourth floor, which is that the program team will return some of the two people’s personal belongings.
After Si Mingchen got two suitcases from the staff, he began to pack his clothes.
He discovered that Wen Zhi's ribbons were no longer pure white or gray like before, but were instead printed with cute cartoon patterns and a pink strawberry.
Si Mingchen was puzzled. Could it be that all high school students back then liked this style of **?
After putting his clothes in order, he looked around and found that the conditions here were indeed good.
He liked the spacious balcony very much, where many plants and flowers were planted, including white roses, thousand-leaf roses and some thorny arborvitae.
It was already eight o'clock in the evening, and Si Mingchen found that he hadn't heard Wen Zhi's chattering voice for a long time.
I walked out of the bedroom and called Wen Zhi's name twice, but still got no response.
Si Mingchen was a little anxious and quickened his pace unconsciously. When he pushed open the door of the tea room, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Wen Zhi's two feet behind the tea table.
His first reaction was that Wen Zhi had fainted.
Then when he rushed over, he heard a faint snoring.
Si Mingchen looked at Wen Zhi who was sleeping soundly on the little winter melon: "..."
[Hahaha, I’m dying of laughter. ］
[At first I thought Wen Zhi was pretending to sleep, but I didn’t expect it to be true. ］
[Reporting to Mr. Si, Wen Zhi has been slacking off for half an hour. ］
[My goodness, Wen Zhi’s sleeping posture is really terrible. He was leaning on the tea table just now, but a few minutes later he suddenly fell crookedly on the tatami. ］
[Look at Si Mingchen’s eyes. ］
Si Mingchen smiled helplessly and walked over to move the tea table away. There is a heating device embedded inside the tea table, and the pot of hot tea on the edge looks dangerous.
Only Wen Zhixin's heart was big enough to allow him to fall asleep in such a situation.
It was getting late, so Si Mingchen ordered some dishes using the iPad provided in the room, preparing to let Wen Zhi sleep a little longer. The tatami was quite warm, but still a little cold for sleeping. Si Mingchen took a small blanket and covered Wen Zhi with it, then quietly brought the computer and sat beside it.
In the following time, Si Mingchen worked at the tea table next door, while Wen Zhi snored softly and slept more and more soundly.
There were high-definition cameras broadcasting live at three locations in the tea room, but Si Mingchen ignored them and logged into his email to start dealing with work matters.
The live broadcast room remained silent for a while.
In the picture, Si Mingchen is always typing on the keyboard, very focused. His hands were beautiful, with distinct bones, and his thin, white wrists extended a little from his sleeves, matching the delicate diamond cuffs very well.
Because he has some astigmatism, he is used to wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses when he works, looking serious, restrained and cold.
[Wow, Mr. Si is really handsome. ］
[Didn’t you notice? Si Mingchen's keyboard sound is very low, I wonder if it is intentionally made quieter. ］
[If you are afraid of disturbing Wen Zhi, why don’t you just go to the office next door? ］
[Don’t you understand the fun of young couples? Even if the other person is sleeping, I want to be by their side. ］
Si Mingchen would occasionally glance at Wen Zhi. Wen Zhi, who was sleeping soundly, had very fair skin, which formed a sharp contrast with the light yellow color of the tatami. The pale pink lips were slightly open and closed, and the slender white neck was exposed to the air, revealing a somewhat fragile beauty.
Maybe it's because of the lighting.
Suddenly, Wen Zhi, who was sleeping, sat up straight. At first glance, his dark eyes were somewhat moist.
“You’re here.”
Simingchen nodded: "Well, I have finished packing our luggage."
Wen Zhi quickly wiped the saliva from his lips and whispered, "Thank you for your hard work. I just finished my work."
[Are you sure it's just? ］
[To be exact, it was 50 minutes ago. ］
[What are you busy with? Busy sleeping? ］
Si Mingchen looked calm: "Are you sleepy?"
Wen Zhi shook his head like a rattle: "Not sleepy. I'm not actually asleep, I'm just lying here thinking about what we're going to eat tonight."
Si Mingchen looked at the red marks on his face and didn't expose them: "Thank you for your hard work. I just ordered some. Take a look."
Wen Zhi had just woken up and was still a little dazed: "Okay."
By the time he was eating, Wen Zhi's energy had fully recovered. He had a good appetite and ate a lot.
What he didn't notice was that the food on the table was almost all French food, but there was an extra plate of chicken legs that he didn't want to buy for lunch.
[Wow, I'm finally off work. As soon as we entered the live broadcast room, our Wenwen actually ate chicken legs. ］
[Mr. Si ordered a meal and specially consulted with the chef to make a plate of chicken legs. I can only say that Mr. Si is a careful person. ］
[So sweet! I always thought Wenwen was quite attracted to Si Mingchen, but actually Si Mingchen likes Wenwen too. ］
[It’s very sweet anyway. ］
While the two were having dinner, today's live broadcast officially ended.
Wen Zhi was gnawing on a chicken leg, his dark eyes began to move around, and his mind became restless.
If you didn’t continue during the day today, can you continue now?
"How do the Egg Benedict taste?" Si Mingchen asked him in a low voice after seeing Wen Zhi eat two.
Wen Zhi nodded: "Everything you ordered is delicious."
Si Mingchen: "As long as you like it, these are the ones I liked to eat when I was studying in France."
Wen Zhi had no memory of Si Mingchen going abroad, so he asked curiously, "How many years did you study in France?"
Si Mingchen: “Five years.”
Wen Zhi said, "Have I ever asked you about your time studying in France?"
Si Mingchen paused for a moment, then replied: "I asked briefly."
On the eve of his marriage to Wen Zhi, Wen Zhi talked to him about studying abroad, but she only asked about his major and did not ask about other details.
But he thought it was better not to ask.
After all, that period of time was not so wonderful, and was even full of darkness and calculations of intrigue.
Otherwise, with his naivety in high school, how could he have subdued his uncle and successfully taken back the company five years later.
Cunning, calculating, and planning.
If Wen Zhi found out that he was completely different from how he was in high school, she would definitely dislike him even more.
Wen Zhi held his chin up: "Can I ask again?"
Si Mingchen: "You say."
Wen Zhi tapped her cheek with her finger: "Guess what question I want to ask now. If you guess correctly, there will be a reward."
Si Mingchen pondered for a moment: "I don't know."
He guessed that Wen Zhi would definitely ask him if he had any love history, or how he defeated his second uncle.
Wen Zhi gave him a look of disdain, holding the red wine and whispering, "It's nothing, actually. I just want to know if your studies there are heavy, if you eat on time, if there are any bad classmates who bully you, if your second uncle doesn't give you pocket money, making your life more difficult. Also, is it cold there in winter? How warm is the place you live in?"
Si Mingchen gently put down his knife and fork, lowered his eyes and did not speak for a long time.
Wen Zhi panicked, it seemed that these bad things were bound to happen.
He knew that Si Mingchen's cunning second uncle was not a good person. He even did not let go of Si Mingchen when he was in high school. How could he let Si Mingchen off easily when he was in college?
Wen Zhi became angrier and angrier, and rolled up his sleeves: "Give me your second uncle's address, I'll go beat him up."
Suddenly, Si Mingchen chuckled. When she raised her eyes and looked at Wen Zhi, the red at the corner of her eyes gradually disappeared.
"I have already taught him a lesson."
Wen Zhi heaved a sigh of relief: "That's fine, otherwise I won't be able to get through this. You dare to trip you up without even asking if I agree or not."
Si Mingchen picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "I thought you would ask me if I had a boyfriend abroad."
This question made Wen Zhi feel a little uneasy. He scratched his fingers nervously under the table, afraid that Si Mingchen would see his nervousness.
So what if we talked about it?
Anyway, they have broken up, and Si Mingchen is his husband now.
Si Mingchen wasn't the kind of person who would cheat on him in marriage, so he wasn't worried at all.
Having said that, Wen Zhi really wants to know this question!
So, Wen Zhi pretended to be generous and asked: "It doesn't matter if there is one, I don't care, as long as you like me now, it's ok."
Si Mingchen glanced at him and said nothing.
Wen Zhi was completely broken down at this point, and forced a smile: "Have you ever been in love?"
Simingchen paused and replied, "No."
Wen Zhi was relieved: "Oh, then why don't you fall in love? Haven't you met someone you like?"
Si Mingchen's light-colored eyes were covered with a layer of complicated emotions: "I have someone I like. After meeting him in high school, there has never been room for anyone else in my heart."
Wen Zhi's heart sank, thinking that since her husband has Bai Yueguang, such a bloody plot would never happen to her, right?
Trying his best to suppress his trembling voice, he asked, "Who is it?"
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