Chapter 25 The Little Dog's Identity Revealed: Who Can Be Happy After Being Kicked Out?
The damp, cramped bathroom was filled with a misty haze. A layer of condensation covered the mirror. The showerhead was turned up to its maximum, and water splashed onto bare skin. Water droplets gathered on the transparent bathroom door, winding their way down past the ambiguous, entangled figures.
Her wet hair clung to Cheng Guo's cheek. Chen Zhui held her with one arm, the veins on his arm bulging. He tucked her stray hairs behind her ear and pressed her down for a deep kiss.
The water pattered softly as Cheng Guo tightly embraced Chen Zhui's waist, her fingertips gripping his shoulders, and let out a trembling hum.
My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of my chest, and my disordered breathing was all over me, making it hard to tell whose was heavier.
When Cheng Guo came out of the bathroom, she was completely exhausted. She curled up on the bed and closed her eyes. She remembered her idea from the night before last to "do it once and then recover for a week." She was shocked to realize that she was too naive. She could only recover when Chen Zhui joined the group.
She got up several times to pull Shen Zhui's head off her chest; it was time for Shen Zhui to join the crew.
Cheng Guo happened to be working the night shift that day. When she got up in the morning, she was surprised to see him throw two of his usual clothes into his backpack and consider his luggage packed. "Don't you need to bring anything else?"
“No need,” Shen Zhui didn’t say that he didn’t even need to bring clothes, “Li Jierui has prepared the rest.”
Cheng Guo still wanted to laugh when she heard the name. Chen Zhui's phone rang a few times. His agent and assistant were already waiting for him in the garage downstairs. He didn't rush down. He opened a box, took out a sports watch and put it on Cheng Guo's wrist. The black round dial was almost the same width as her wrist. The ice blue strap was young, fashionable and beautiful, making her wrist look slender and white.
After putting it on, Chen Zhui held her wrist and admired it, quite pleased with his own taste. "I bought it with my bonus. Isn't it prettier than the ones others give me?"
Jiang Heng's name was thus erased by him. Cheng Guo smiled and hummed in agreement, then turned her wrist over to look at it. "I've also prepared a gift for you, waiting for you to come back."
Hearing her say that, Shen Zhui felt both anticipation and even more reluctance. He didn't want to answer his phone when it rang, so he pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly, nuzzling his face against hers. "I'll be back in ten days at most."
He didn't have many scenes with the third male lead, but the more troublesome part was their confrontations in different scenes, which required a lot of time and effort to set up.
“I can’t bear to part with you, leave me something,” Shen Zhui pulled down the collar of his T-shirt and leaned closer, “a kiss mark or a tooth mark.”
Cheng Guo smiled at him without moving, but he leaned closer, saying, "No one else will see."
Cheng Guo then tiptoed and slowly sucked on his collarbone.
There was a knock on the door, and Li Jierui urged from behind it, "Brother, it's time to go."
Cheng Guo quickly withdrew her lips. Her kiss wasn't strong, and the mark was very light. Chen Zhui wasn't very satisfied: "It should disappear in two days."
“Three days,” Cheng Guo corrected.
"..." Shen Zhui was not very satisfied.
Li Jierui was still urging him from outside the door. There was no time to start over. Chen Zhui opened the door, and Li Jierui took his bag and greeted Cheng Guo.
Shen Zhui bent down to change his shoes, still annoyed at being disturbed: "Don't rush me like that next time."
"My flight is at 9:30, bro."
"Next time, book later."
Li Jierui opened his mouth, then closed it again, only uttering a soft "hmm".
"Just say what you have to say."
Li Jierui hesitated for a moment, then turned his head away shyly and said, "Brother, your collar is crooked."
Cheng Guo glanced at Chen Zhui's collar: "..."
Shen Zhui had fair skin, and although the hickey was faint, it was still quite noticeable.
She turned her head, her gaze lowered to the floor, and noticed that Li Jierui was wearing a pair of white Converse sneakers that cost two or three hundred yuan, not the ten-thousand-yuan AJ shoes that Shu Shu had mentioned.
Is this because he's gone out to work, and we need to save face for Shen Zhui?
"Let's watch the meteor shower together tonight," Shen Zhui made a promise to her as he left.
Now that she was all alone in the house, the usually crowded space suddenly felt empty. After relieving her loneliness for a while, Cheng Guo went to the hospital.
Medical master's programs are geared towards clinical practice, with less time for research. Consequently, the requirements for SCI publications are lower. However, Cheng Guo does not want this to become a weakness, as he needs to have sufficiently excellent data to support his applications for doctoral programs or promotions.
She has had the habit of collecting case information since her residency training. She has also accumulated data reserves by studying patterns and integrating information, and has published papers based on this.
This time, she went to the First Affiliated Hospital to ask her teacher, Guo Shupu, for advice. She got scolded, had lunch with Guo Shupu, and then went to the Third Affiliated Hospital to start her shift.
The screen was filled with messages from Shen Zhui, from lunch to the hotel to the script, almost every detail was "reported". In the middle of the message, it was mentioned that the male lead's girlfriend accompanied him to the set and treated the crew to drinks at noon.
Cheng Guo replied with a smile, and was about to put her phone away when the other party sent two messages.
[Dr. Cheng's only dog: Dr. Cheng, this is Xiao Li. My brother is filming and was worried you'd be anxious, so he asked me to reply to your message for him first.]
After saying that, he tossed a photo at me.
In the photo, Shen Zhui is acting with the third male lead.
He plays an undercover agent in this movie, and his hair is cut shorter. After receiving the news of joining the crew, Shen Zhui began to intentionally adjust his diet. Paired with a black T-shirt, his pale skin, which has never seen the sun for many years, makes him look sickly thin.
Cheng Guo thought for a moment and asked Xiao Li to add her on WeChat.
By the time they finished work, the clock had already struck midnight. Chen Zhui had finished work and was complaining that the entire province of Z was rainy, and they had completely missed the Perseid meteor shower. Cheng Guo hurriedly went to the window. Li Cheng was not to be outdone; the sky above the city was covered with dark clouds, and not a single star could be seen.
"It's alright, there are other meteor showers this year." Cheng Guo comforted Shen Zhui with a smile.
The next day, Cheng Guo was on the day shift, and Shen Zhui had to rush to an early scene. Both of them were busy with work but were reluctant to hang up the phone. Cheng Guo put her phone to charge and placed it next to her pillow. She closed her eyes and chatted intermittently. When she was woken up by the alarm clock, it was almost seven o'clock. The call had been ended two hours earlier. Shen Zhui sent a message saying that he was rushing to an early scene and that he had a lot of scenes to film that morning, so he might not have time to send her messages.
When I received another message from Shen Zhui in the afternoon, he excitedly sent me several photos of drinks, highlighting the note: "Please have the rider shout 'Mr. Shen's sister is treating everyone to drinks'."
[Dr. Cheng's only dog: Now everyone knows I have an older sister]
[Dr. Cheng's only dog: Mingming does have a girlfriend]
[Dr. Cheng's only puppy: (Very loudly)]
Cheng Guo's lips were practically stretched to the sky as she replied to him a few times. Just as she was about to put her phone away, a notification popped up with the simple title "Chen Zhui..."
Cheng Guo clicked in and looked for a while before she understood. Someone posted on a social media platform, "Tell me the celebrity gossip around you. It has to be true and something the general public doesn't know." A pink mom in the comments section shared the gossip she knew, and after decoding it, it was copied and pasted into this post.
[Momo: Guaranteed! My sister works for a domestic jewelry group, and the big boss's son is celebrity A, emmm, the really famous kind (blurred). A doesn't have many works, but his acting is great. No matter what role he plays, every movie he's in is a hit, like a lucky charm. The big boss says A has been incredibly lucky since childhood. Every year, designers submit their designs, and A gets to choose, saying that A's choices always sell best. A is definitely someone who should go home and inherit the family business if he doesn't act well. By the way, my sister has met A and says he's very down-to-earth, but incredibly handsome and cool!]
Immediately, someone questioned: "[It's obviously fake. The entertainment industry has long abandoned the 'lucky charm' persona. Being down-to-earth and incredibly handsome/cool are contradictory, okay?]"
[There are only a few jewelry groups in China. After reviewing the names of their owners, no male celebrities fit the criteria.]
There are other replies below, some trying to decipher the message, while many more are skeptical.
[Momo: Let me add a few points. A's agent is a relative, A takes her mother's surname, and A took on business deals for her own brand. Because she didn't want to work for her family for nothing, she only got a very low title. At the time, her rivals were pessimistic about her, but A didn't care. A won't be a celebrity forever; A will continue to shine in other fields.]
This time, people quickly started decoding: [Treat him with a low title as a close friend or product ambassador, he's been attacked by rivals, he has few works but every film he's made is a hit, and he's still successful in other fields, could he be... Shen from that summer's blockbuster movie?]
The screenshot ended abruptly there, and Cheng Guo's eyelashes trembled twice.
The post she opened contained Shen Zhui's name, and a large number of fans flooded in. Some righteously advised everyone to stay away from the lives of celebrities, while others were amazed that their idols had such a background.
Cheng Guo then searched for Li Fan, the jewelry brand that Shen Zhui had collaborated with.
The Lifan Jewelry Group was founded 32 years ago by Shen Qingli's father and later taken over by Song Ting'an.
Cheng Guo's gaze lingered on Shen Qingli's name for a moment before continuing to read.
This information is very detailed.
Shen Qingli comes from a wealthy family and has never experienced hardship since childhood, while Song Ting'an is a genuine poor boy who graduated from a prestigious university and made his fortune through gambling on jade. His website details his three experiences gambling on jade.
Song Ting'an was lucky enough to earn his first pot of gold on his first attempt at gambling on stones.
He was full of confidence the second time, but unexpectedly suffered a Waterloo, losing all his wealth and incurring debts. However, during that time he still did his best to meet Shen Qingli's high demands.
Even if one is unwilling to accept defeat, most people would not gamble again. However, Shen Qingli gave all her savings to Song Ting'an and told him that whether he won or lost, this was the last time and he was not allowed to gamble again.
This time, Song Ting'an succeeded and truly quit gambling.
There was a photo of Song Ting'an on the webpage. Cheng Guo clicked on it and found that Song Ting'an's features and eyebrows were about 70% similar to Shen Zhui's.
No need to look anymore, everything makes sense now.
A father who is addicted to gambling and in debt, a mother who loves to shop, and a relative of a broker.
Cheng Guo even recalled the Air Jordans on her assistant's feet, and the words she overheard outside the door when she visited Shen Zhui in the hospital: "Brother, I've washed my feet."
Knowing he was going to see her, he quickly switched shoes with his assistant.
By evening, she was still unable to calm her complicated emotions and dialed Ruan Ning's number.
Shen Zhui, who was thousands of miles away, was stunned when he saw the half-person-high cardboard box that Li Jierui brought in. "Who sent this?"
“Dr. Cheng said he’d send you some clothes,” Li Jierui said breathlessly as he put down the cardboard box and wiped the sweat from his forehead. “It looks like he’s moved his whole house here for you.”
Shen Zhui smiled as he unpacked the box, but when he saw the clothes, slippers, toothbrush cup, daily necessities, cushions, and even some odds and ends he had bought, he immediately felt something was wrong.
There was a sticky note stuck to the Samoyed pillow's forehead, which he tore off.
Cheng Guo's handwriting is elegant and upright.
"Young Master Shen, have a pleasant life."
Chen Zhui was unhappy.
Who would be happy to be kicked out of the house?
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Author's Note: Next chapter will be on Monday.
Let me give you a rundown of the upcoming plot. It'll be ending next week! [Let me see][Let me see]
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