From Chapter 74 onwards, we'll be together every New Year's Day.
It started raining in Y City.
On the way back, Xiao Wu took out the food. Song Nian'an ate a few bites in the car and then fell asleep in the back seat.
Arrived at the hotel, phone fully charged, 12:30.
He hurriedly went into the bathroom, leaving a room key with Xiaowu, afraid he wouldn't be able to get up tomorrow.
After packing my luggage, I lay down on the bed, turned off the light, and it was 1:30 a.m.
The door clicked open.
Song Nian'an shrank under the covers, so frightened she almost cried.
Is it a human or a ghost?
On an empty street, in a deserted hotel, a young man was on a business trip when the door was suddenly opened. However, the room key was either his or his assistant's, and the assistant would never sneak in at 1:30 in the morning!
The atmosphere of terror grew increasingly intense.
Song Nian'an screamed at the top of her lungs, "Help! Help!"
Before she could react, Wen Jing rushed over and hugged the little caterpillar in the blanket. "Don't call, it's me. I'll call room service later."
Song Nian'an kicked the blanket for a long time before she finally calmed down from her fear.
[Wen Jing? Wen Jing?]
"It's me, it's me, your dear husband."
Song Nian'an then burst into tears, yelling at him, "Why did you teleport here in the middle of the night to scare me!"
It couldn't be teleportation! After receiving the call, Wen Jing didn't care about anything else; all he wanted was to see Song Nian'an.
We sped along the road, and the two-hour journey was completed in just one and a half hours.
They still exude the unique scent of winter.
He pulled back Song Nian'an's blanket. "I've realized that I can't be without you for a moment. I can't fall asleep at night without holding you. I miss you, I want to hear your voice, I want to see you, I want to hug you, I want to kiss you."
[Huh? Only kissing? Nothing else? I thought he had too much energy!]
Wen Jing, with a half-smile on his face, reached under the covers and unfastened the pocket of his pajamas.
Don't think about anything else.
Hmph, you don't want anything else, huh? It's your own fault for not wanting it, so don't blame me!
Song Nian'an, feigning a little temper, turned around and fastened her clothes.
"I'm tired, I'm going to sleep."
He quickly turned his head, glanced back at Wen Jing's expression, and then, as if remembering something, grabbed his arm, wrapped it around his waist, and said fiercely, "I heard from Xiao Ya that you just made them work overtime until 11:30! They even complained to me! Aren't you being a little too uncaring towards your employees?! Who will work hard for you in the future? They'll all be dead!"
Wen Jing didn't say anything.
"husband."
"Mmm." Wen Jing responded through his nose, lazily squeezing Song Nian'an's hand twice.
Did you drive here after making the phone call?
"Um."
[So late, in the rain, and driving so fast. Why would he come all this way to find me? Am I really that important to him?]
Song Nian'an turned over, lowered her head and kissed Wen Jing behind the ear, a soft and seductive kiss.
Wen Jing ruffled his hair and whispered, "Happy New Year, you are my most precious treasure."
Song Nian'an pulled the blanket off him and hugged him.
"My husband too, from now on we'll be together every New Year's Day."
"good."
The rain outside the window seemed to have lessened a little. Song Nian'an was held in someone's arms and couldn't hear the rain. She could only hear her own heartbeat and Wen Jing's breathing.
Three people were peeking out of a black Toyota parked outside the hotel.
"This is big news, this is a major story."
"Let's keep watch all night and see who he came out with in the morning. But I heard that this hotel is full of young and handsome men. I wonder who Boss Wen has taken a fancy to this time."
"Hey, isn't there any risk? I heard last time that Wen Jing got into trouble with a gossip company. They not only sent him a lawyer's letter, but they also ruined the company."
"What are you afraid of? His last photo was photoshopped, but we have solid proof! I'm getting up, my butt's numb!"
The three of them slipped out of the car, had a smoke, and then hid back inside.
The next day, early in the morning.
The assistant and other colleagues who worked overtime all received an email stating that they would receive triple pay for the day's work and a paid day off in lieu of New Year's Day!
The group chat was filled with shouts of "Long live President Wen!"
For a long time afterward, the company's atmosphere became, "Why aren't we working overtime today? When can we work overtime? We want to work overtime!!"
Eight o'clock.
After having breakfast at the hotel, Song Nian'an got into a car with her fellow actors from the same production crew and headed to the film set.
There wasn't a strong New Year's Day atmosphere on set; everyone was upholding the moral principle of prioritizing work and diligently staying at their posts.
Everyone was fully engaged in the filming.
During breaks in filming, even from a distance, you could see Song Nian'an holding her phone and giggling, like a little rabbit biting a carrot.
Seeing Fu Xun approach, Song Nian'an's smile faded slightly.
"What are you laughing at, you seem so happy."
Fu Xun still caught a glimpse of Song Nian'an's lock screen wallpaper, and he smiled politely.
"He's really handsome. This handsome guy is my phone wallpaper, and I smile when I look at him."
Song Nian'an gave an awkward reply, and the boy who had asked him to have a late-night snack yesterday came over.
Then it dawned on them that this was another teammate from their drama.
They just have a very low profile and don't like to talk much when there are many people around.
"Song Nian'an, let's celebrate New Year's Day together after we finish filming today!"
He extended the invitation again.
Song Nian'an was puzzled. Why did he act like they were old friends when they first met?
This was the first time Song Nian'an had taken a close look at him. He had delicate features and a pair of highly recognizable phoenix eyes, with a black mole right below them.
There was a hint of malice in the sunlight.
The young man leaned closer; he was about half a head taller than Song Nian'an. He bent down slightly and whispered in her ear, "Boss, you've forgotten me so quickly? I'm Shi Chao."
The name sounds somewhat familiar.
Shi Chao.
Shi Chao?
Shi Chao!!!
"Are you the one who provides companionship?" Song Nian'an remembered.
Shi Chao hummed in agreement and said with a smile, "I also have a boss named Optimist."
After a moment of silence, Song Nian'an asked, "You're filming TV shows now, do you still have time to be a playmate?"
He nodded, and Shi Chao understood the feeling of encountering a former boss while working.
Just then, my phone rang.
"Song Nian'an! You actually forgot about me on New Year's Day!"
"They've stopped sending messages!"
A few seconds later, another one appeared.
"You've become famous and forgotten the brothers who shared joys and sorrows? Fine, I'm going to become your hater!"
Song Nian'an put her phone back in her pocket and said to Shi Chao, "Keep an eye on your little boss."
Then the director called me back; there was one last scene left, and then today's filming would be over.
Xiao Wu smiled at him, "So you were the gaming partner that day. I was the support player."
And just like that, I inexplicably found a bunch of "King of Glory relatives" on set.
Shi Chao opened his phone, made a call, said a few words, and then kissed the microphone.
The paparazzi who had been staking out the hotel for a day and a night finally caught up with the person on the afternoon of the second day.
That was when Song Nian'an picked up Wen Jing to have dinner after finishing a day of filming.
Wen Jing arrived in a hurry yesterday without bringing any clothes, so she quickly found a black hoodie by Song Nian'an, put it on, and went downstairs.
After waiting for a while at the hotel entrance, Liu Xiangwan's car finally arrived. After Wen Jing got in the car, they went to the Zhonghua Restaurant next door.
The paparazzi followed them all the way and took a lot of photos, including pictures of Wen Jing feeding vegetables, asking for kisses, and gazing at people affectionately from all angles.
Within half an hour, the photo was posted on Weibo.
After Song Nian'an returned to the hotel, her phone rang incessantly.
The push notifications on Weibo kept coming.
He frowned and clicked on it; this time, the trending topics were truly terrifying.
Wen Jing and his name were directly trending on social media.
Song Nian'an called Wen Jing to come and look at it. Wen Jing frowned and clicked on it, only to find that the photo that everyone was going crazy over was from when they had just eaten.
One photo shows Wen Jing embracing Song Nian'an as they enter the Zhonghua Restaurant; another shows Wen Jing feeding Song Nian'an roast duck; a third shows Wen Jing sitting on a stool with his eyes closed, looking up and asking Song Nian'an for a kiss; and the last photo shows the two of them returning to the hotel.
The text emphasizes that the male lead in the movie Wen Jing had recently invested in during her marriage was also the e-sports streamer whom Wen Jing had tipped during her live stream.
The headline was even more exaggerated: "The private life of the president of the Wen Group is a mystery; he allegedly engaged in illicit relationships with young, popular male celebrities."
As public opinion fermented, Song Nian'an, who had just entered the entertainment industry, was caught in a vortex of being kept by a sugar daddy. The key point is that the person rumored to be keeping her is actually her husband.
Song Nian'an felt a headache coming on; she hadn't expected to be so careless.
Even though she was photographed once, she somehow forgot about the special profession of paparazzi.
【What am I going to do now? I don't care if I get scolded, I can just scold back, but what about my husband? The CEO can't exactly argue with people on Weibo!】
Song Nian'an continued reading the comments.
"He was just a small-time streamer, but he became the male lead in a high-profile drama. Now I understand, he was just selling his butt."
"I could tell just by looking at him, he must have a big boss behind him. The paparazzi are really something, following him for a whole day and night!!"
"I never imagined that a three-legged creature could climb onto the bed much faster than a two-legged one."
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