Backstage at the art center, Xue Qiandai quickly changed out of the battle dress that had won her countless envious glances and whistles, and put on her own little black dress.
"Jane, you stay here and help me calm down this little tsundere. Whether I can win over Huo Meiren depends entirely on you."
Jian Yan took a deep breath, feeling a heavy responsibility on her shoulders. But she was determined to do what Dai Dai had entrusted to her, no matter how difficult it might be. "Don't worry, I'll definitely get it done."
Xue Qiandai put on sunglasses and a baseball cap again and hurriedly left the art center.
On the catwalk, Rong Xiao was still receiving comments from the judges and guests.
After walking a few steps, Xue Qiandai bumped into Zhao Jiening. Despite her heavily disguised appearance, Miss Zhao recognized her and seemed to have been waiting for her.
"Dai Meiren, you've really impressed me today! Your presence is just as strong as my cousin's! Can I have your autograph?"
It was extremely urgent, and Xue Qiandai didn't want to talk to her. "I have something to do, I'll make it up to you another day."
Zhao Jiening jogged after her, "Hey, why are you dressed like this? Beauty Dai, why did you change into your battle attire so quickly? I wanted to take a picture with you!"
"I'll Photoshop it myself."
798 is an art district, and it's always crowded even on weekdays. Xue Qiandai had already checked the route to the nearest exit to Wangjing.
"Are you going to see Mr. Huo? You'll be stuck in traffic so badly you'll question your existence," Zhao Jiening called out as she chased after her.
Xue Qiandai suddenly stopped and looked at Zhao Jiening. "Miss Zhao, what exactly do you want to do?"
He looks a bit fierce.
Zhao Jiening touched her nose, feeling a little guilty. "I really like you today. You've won me over. Instead of being stuck in traffic, why don't we find a place to have some coffee and wait for your sweetheart to come and pick you up on a colorful cloud?"
Talkative! Noisy!
Xue Qiandai swore that if Zhao Jiening wasn't a V-VIP, she would never give a damn about this Miss Zhao.
But why was she so certain that the beauty would come looking for her?
The park exit has been reached, but the road is a maze of traffic. Buses and cars are like a giant, elongated snake, not moving an inch. The only route from 798 to Wangjing is Dashanzi Bridge, which is already congested on weekdays, but at this time it's even more hopeless.
Only on the pedestrian path, people come and go.
Xue Qiandai checked the time; it was past 4:30.
She collapsed to the ground, murmuring, "Beautiful Huo, I was destined not to be by your side during your shining moments. I'm sorry."
Zhao Jiening was also stunned. In her eyes, Xue Qiandai, even when mocked and downcast by Hua Se, was still spirited and high-spirited, but now...
It's a little heartbreaking.
Five seconds later, Xue Qiandai dialed Huo Meiren's number, and she herself went against the flow of traffic towards Wangjing.
Zhao Jiening paused, stunned, as if at that moment, she understood love.
The phone kept ringing, but no one answered.
Xue Qiandai's heart sank instantly.
Is the beauty angry? Is she ignoring him? He used to always answer her instantly.
Suddenly, she heard the sound of a motorcycle, which stopped beside her.
Huo Yunchao took off his helmet and smiled brightly, "Dai Dai!"
A meeting of minds is a meeting of minds.
Her beloved didn't come riding on a colorful cloud, but instead arrived on a Harley-Davidson motorcycle to pick her up.
He had calculated it correctly; this was rush hour, and motorcycles were more convenient than cars.
Huo Yunchao took a helmet off the back of the car and handed it to her. "Get in!"
Xue Qiandai looked up at him at a 30-degree angle, suppressing the tears welling in her eyes, and then gave him a sweet smile. Because she was wearing a skirt, she crossed her legs in one direction, sat on the motorcycle, and hugged the beauty's waist.
She didn't ask him where he was going; he was the direction of her life. Xue Qiandai even hoped that they could continue walking like this forever, until the end of time, until the end of the world.
More than half an hour later, the Harley-Davidson motorcycle stopped at the CR Vanguard supermarket.
"DaiDai, I'll cook today, let's celebrate with Snow Lion when we get home, okay?"
He was talking about going home.
Home is such a beautiful word, especially with Snow Lion at home.
Xue Qiandai agreed.
At the supermarket entrance, Huo Yunchao pushed a shopping cart, instantly transforming from a young business leader into a caring IKEA husband. He smiled, his voice clear and warm: "Tell me what you want to eat."
Xue Qiandai really wanted to say "I want to eat you," but since it was a public place, she had to be mindful of her image and keep a low profile.
However, when she saw something she liked, she didn't hesitate to buy it, adding kiwi-flavored yogurt, tomato, and bell pepper to her shopping cart.
Huo Yunchao looked at the two kinds of vegetables and felt a surge of restlessness in his heart.
Finally, he bought imported steak, broccoli, a fruit platter, and some salad, and meat bones for Snow Lion.
When paying the bill, Huo Yunchao casually grabbed two more boxes of "Dudu AIR".
Xue Qiandai was so excited that she stumbled and almost fell.
The beautiful woman, quick as a flash, grabbed her arm and said, "Calm down!"
She couldn't stay calm! A hundred raging monsters were racing through her heart! She grinned, but it probably looked really ugly.
After leaving the supermarket, Huo Yunchao, with two large bags of groceries hanging on his Harley-Davidson motorcycle, didn't ride it. Instead, he slowly pushed it back to his residence with Xue Qiandai. They took the elevator directly from the underground parking garage.
The door opened, and the snow lion, wagging its tail, pounced and rushed into Xue Qiandai's arms, howling incessantly, looking utterly aggrieved.
Xue Qiandai helped the snow lion by its two front paws and went around to the sofa, where she noticed that the snow lion had gotten fatter.
"Sweetie, did you miss Mommy? You're so chubby, Mommy can't carry you anymore!"
The snow lion stuck out its tongue to lick her, showing great affection.
Huo Yunchao put down the bag, found two pairs of slippers, tied on an apron, and said with a smile, "We'll have steak for dinner. If you're hungry, have some yogurt or fruit first. If you've sweated, take a shower first; the bathroom is fully equipped. I'll start cooking."
Xue Qiandai finally had a chance to look around the room. Although it was her first time here, it felt very familiar. From the paintings on the walls to the decorations on the coffee table, everything was in her favorite style. The bed in the master bedroom was particularly large, and the Mac computer she had given him years ago was still in the study.
She returned to the living room, where the dining room, living room, and kitchen were integrated. She saw the handsome figure busy in the kitchen, and a smile crept onto her face again.
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