Originally, all that was needed after generating buzz was to wait for the show to air, but unexpectedly, an unknown account suddenly appeared and leaked a set of pictures and videos from the wrap party on the internet.
The video was edited and composited, and with the hints in the text, it took on a completely different appearance. As a result, the online discourse shifted, and Tong Zhao was portrayed as abusing his power.
This time, the couple was the ones being criticized, with Shan Song becoming the "powerful figure." Before he could even process what was happening, Tong Zhao was already annoyed. How did this affect Shan Song? He switched to his alternate account and angrily lashed out at several marketing accounts. These IDs looked very familiar; they were the same ones that had been making a ruckus a couple of days ago. The comments were also remarkably consistent. The more Tong Zhao read, the angrier he became. He forwarded the original post to Shan Song, his tone certain: "Geng Keli did it."
Shan Song thought the same thing as his wife. Before they could even make a move, Geng Keli started causing trouble again. He opened Geng Qiushi's chat page, and the conversation ended with a message from the other party saying "Let's talk in person." Shan Song checked his schedule, made a call, and instructed his assistant to book plane tickets.
"You're coming back?" Tong Zhao asked, looking up from her intense online battle, when she heard the voice on the other end of the phone.
"I need to talk to Geng Qiushi. If all goes well, we should be able to get some dirt on Geng Keli this time." Shan Song's voice softened a bit as he added, "I don't have much time to spare. I'll come to be with you as soon as I land tomorrow night."
Tong Zhao thought that if he was so busy, he might not necessarily retaliate against Geng Keli now. He had kept the entire video of the wrap party and just asked the company to handle it. He didn't know why such an obvious trick was released. Was it to be exposed?
But before he could speak, Shan Song added, "I was originally planning to return to China in a week to process the documents that had accumulated at the company. There are some that Qi Yan is unsure about and that require the chairman's personal review, so it's fine to go back a little earlier."
Whether it was to deliberately appease him or not, Shan Song said in his usual tone when teasing his wife, "Actually, the chairman's job wasn't originally this busy, but the Shan family's businesses have been neglected for too long, and the initial investment of manpower and financial resources is still insufficient. Once the staff below are trained, I can accompany Zhao Zhao to exercise in the morning, watch Zhao Zhao's new drama in the morning, have afternoon tea and study new recipes in the afternoon, and cook delicious food for Zhao Zhao when I get off work on time in the evening. Occasionally, I can participate in a business event and hold a few meetings to liven up the company atmosphere, etc..."
Where can you find a boss who slacks off like this? Tong Zhao wanted to laugh at what he said, but her mood was strangely much better: "Then I'll wait for you to come back, Mr. Shan."
"We still have half a day. Would you like Mr. Shan to do the shopping for you?" Shan Song asked with a light laugh.
Tong Zhao blinked, then suddenly struck up a joke with him: "We're so close now, Mr. Shan, won't you give your penniless wife some subsidies?"
Shan Song was stunned for a moment before realizing that his wife had teased him. His smile deepened: "Here you go, Mr. Shan, I'll cover the full amount and ship it for free. I'm not only paying for it, but I'm also putting in the effort."
After saying that, Shan Song unbuttoned two buttons on his collar and said to the camera, "Can I also sell a little... my looks?"
"So, are you satisfied?" Shan Song suddenly turned his head and asked.
"So, man, are you satisfied with what you see?" For some reason, this classic line suddenly popped into Tong Zhao's head and played on repeat, almost breaking his composure. Tong Zhao turned his head away, suppressing a laugh: "Satisfied? Come back soon!" Come back so I can sell your good looks again!
Dan Song seemed very agreeable: "Okay, wife, just remember to give me a little tip."
"..." It didn't sound like a proper tip. Tong Zhao pursed her lips and chose to play it safe, replying, "We'll talk about it when we get back."
She's improved; she's no longer the wife who would agree to whatever he said.
However, not directly refusing means that there is room for negotiation, and being able to negotiate means there is a chance of agreeing, which is almost equivalent to agreeing, since wives are soft-hearted.
Shan Song flicked his finger across the screen and tapped Tong Zhao's forehead: "Silly wife."
"?" Why are you talking about him?
Dan Song just smiled and remained silent.
After ending the call, Shan Song received a message from Qi Yan. The atmosphere online was not right and was clearly leading the conversation, which made Qi Yan hesitate between clarifying the situation immediately and waiting to see what would happen.
Dan Song squinted at the sudden surge of this strange trend. Judging from the current situation, even if the full version of the video was released, it would still be used against him for bullying others. So he made a decision: "Let's wait and see, and wait until I get back."
The plane landed in the morning, and Shan Song rushed to the hotel where Tong Zhao's film crew was staying. On the way, he opened an app on his phone again, and as expected, his decision to wait and see was correct. Another video was leaked, this time from the omega fan they met during the Chinese New Year who had secretly filmed them. This further confirmed their image as a "bad couple".
Negative posts are flying everywhere online. Before, when his wife was being criticized alone, Shan Song was furious. Now that he's being criticized together with his wife, Shan Song is actually much more relaxed than before.
Realizing his strange mindset, Shan Song couldn't help but smile, thinking that he had shared both joy and sorrow with his wife for once.
The plane landed in the morning, and Shan Song bought breakfast on the way to take it to the film crew's hotel. He handed the others breakfast to Xiao Wen to distribute, and he quietly took the portion he had specially bought for Tong Zhao and went inside.
The door lock made a soft "click" sound. Tong Zhao seemed to be sleeping more soundly than usual, but when Shan Song got closer, she still noticed the movement, or perhaps she smelled the familiar pheromones. Her nose twitched cutely, and she slowly lifted the covers, half-opened her sleepy eyes, and softly called out, "Husband?"
The omega looked around but its gaze wasn't focused yet; it was incredibly cute.
Dan Song strode over, casually placed the breakfast on the bedside table, took off his coat, and pulled the person back onto the bed, saying, "Sleep a little longer."
Tong Zhao nodded blankly until he took off his trousers and crawled onto the bed with him, then hugged him tightly. Only then did he seem to wake from a dream: "You're really back? What time is it?"
"Come on, feel if it's real," Shan Song pulled his wife's warm, sleeping hand and tucked it into his waistband, then lowered his head and rubbed the face of the person in his arms: "It's still early, sleep a little longer, I'll wake you up when it's time."
Tong Zhao subconsciously hummed in agreement, then paused for a moment before remembering: "No need today. We've been filming night scenes for the past few days, and filming doesn't start until 6 p.m.
Upon hearing this, Shan Song frowned, pulled the blanket over them, and wrapped them both up tightly: "Then you need to get some rest. What time did you go to bed last night?"
"It's past 2 a.m., actually it's okay, not tired." Tong Zhao peeked at the time with difficulty. It was almost 8 p.m., so he had slept for 5 hours. He twisted his body and nestled closer to Dan Song's chest: "Did you get enough rest on the plane?"
"I'm getting a little more rest than my wife." With his eyes closed, Shan Song continued the previous topic, "How many days of night filming are you shooting?"
Knowing that this person wouldn't let him off the hook if he didn't put his mind at ease, and might even try to get the production team to invest money in them, Tong Zhao quickly reassured him: "At most a week, we'll be done filming in two more days."
Shan Song gave a weak "hmm" and patted the outside of the blanket with his hand: "Go to sleep, stay with your husband for another two hours. I have an appointment with Geng Qiushi at 10 o'clock to talk about something."
Tong Zhao lay on Shan Song's chest for a while, but after being woken up, he couldn't fall back asleep so easily. After staring at Shan Song's sleeping face for a while, he buried his head and took a deep sniff, his breath tickling him.
Helpless, Shan Song picked up the mischievous "kitten" and hugged it tightly: "What's wrong?"
"Are you sleepy?" Tong Zhao asked softly.
"It's alright, I slept for 7 or 8 hours on the plane." Shan Song thought Tong Zhao was supervising his rest again, but this time Tong Zhao didn't say anything after asking, but buried his head in his neck.
A hint of doubt flashed through Shan Song's mind, but he didn't think about it too much or change his position. He simply released some more pheromones, closed his eyes again, and stroked his wife's back back and forth to soothe her.
After a while, Shan Song fully sobered up under his wife's subtle yet bold touch, his voice hoarse and filled with intense desire: "Baby?"
Tong Zhao's breath was moist as she whispered in his ear, "...Husband."
Dan Song was surprised and speechless for a moment before he came to his senses. His palm touched Tong Zhao's stiff and tense muscles under the quilt. When he looked back, he saw that his wife's request for pleasure was not natural at all. She only raised her head for a moment before burying it back down. Her earlobes were red and bleeding. It was obviously her first time and she was inexperienced. She was his wife whom he knew well.
Seeing that his wife was about to bury herself in the blankets if he didn't respond soon, Shan Song tightened his grip on Tong Zhao's waist: "Want it?"
"Um."
Seemingly afraid that he would disagree, Tong Zhao suppressed her shyness and said, "You go talk business, I can catch up on my sleep, and then I'll come and keep you company while you work."
His wife Zhao Zhao really makes the most of her time. Shan Song was both amused and exasperated, but then felt a pang of heartache and vaguely regretted telling his wife that he didn't have much free time.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Tong Zhao pouted in disappointment: "Not even once?"
Dan Song responded by flipping her over and pinning her down, their breaths mingling: "My wife, I'll do whatever you say." After a long kiss, Dan Song panted, "You can have anything you want. If you want the stars, your husband will go and get them for you, okay?"
"I don't want the stars, I want you." A soft voice came half a beat late, then shattered into scattered stars.
After the hour hand of the watch on the bedside table ticked twice, a sigh finally escaped the air: "My wife is so good..."
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