Chapter 50
Wen Zhenni was puzzled: "Why did you send it to him?"
The video was successfully sent. Qiu Sicheng watched the playback again with satisfaction, muttering, "Who told him to always ruin my reputation? I must slap him in the face with my true strength."
Wen Zhenni: "..."
Damn men's desire to win.
As the Bentley sped along the highway, Ciheng was leaning back in the back seat with his eyes closed when the WeChat notification sounded.
He casually clicked on the screen and found a video from Qiu Sicheng. Since this guy couldn't produce ivory from his dog's mouth, he just flicked it, intending to ignore it.
Qiu Sicheng followed up with another message: [Holding our Ni'er was so easy. See clearly. If you question my physical weakness again, I will sue you for defamation.]
Ciheng was a little confused. She clicked on the video and admired his heroic figure calmly.
Judging by his own hand, Wen Zhenni weighed at most a little over 100 pounds, and she felt light and fluttery when he held her. If he couldn't even carry her, then he was truly useless.
Ciheng was too lazy to waste time talking and simply gave him two words: [You are sick.]
After sending the message, he pressed the side button to turn off the screen, then bent his knuckles, touched the frame of his glasses on his nose, and looked out the window.
I don't know when it started to rain heavily, and the rain and fog were all over the sky, so thick that it almost swallowed up the road ahead...
The afternoon shoot was packed with scenes and time was tight, so the actors were practically working non-stop. Fortunately, everything went smoothly, and we wrapped up before the downpour.
The scenes here were finished, and the main group would be moving back to Tianhai tomorrow. So as soon as they got back to the hotel, Chengzi started packing.
After folding the clothes and putting them into the suitcase, Chengzi looked up and found Wen Zhenni lying lazily on the bed, concentrating on browsing her phone.
She walked closer and glanced at the screen, and found that it was looking at Yu Lanfei's hot searches.
Yu Lanfei posted a plog from the set, one of the photos was a group photo of the crew having dinner last night.
But it was strange. The more she looked at it, the more she felt something was wrong. "I took so many photos yesterday, why did you choose this one?"
Last night, Wen Zhenni went to Yu Lanfei's temporary team's dinner party without makeup and wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts.
In the photo she posted, she was only focused on making herself look bright and beautiful, ignoring everyone else. What's even more ridiculous is that Wen Zhenni's face is completely blurred.
Who would believe me if I said it wasn't intentional?
Orange almost fainted when he saw it.
She took a deep breath, quickly zoomed in with two fingers, and after confirming everything from multiple angles, she patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank God, my natural makeup managed to hold up, otherwise the black notice would have scared me to death."
Wen Zhenni remained calm, even finding it quite hazy and beautiful. "What's so scary about it? I think it's very poetic."
As he said this, he pointed his finger and gave a like to the Weibo post.
"Why did you like it?" Orange was so anxious that he almost jumped up. "Cancel it quickly, cancel it quickly, or it will be ruined if the picture is captured."
"Why cancel? She's already tagged me, so I have to put on a show."
Wen Zhenni touched the already irritated Orange and soothed him, "Didn't you also tell me that I can hold up well in the camera without makeup? If you're still worried, click on the trending search to see it in real time."
Orange took a deep breath, clicked on the real-time version, and quickly scrolled through a few pages.
Except for a few people who made sarcastic remarks, most passers-by praised Wen Zhenni's natural look, and the public opinion was pretty good.
Her heart, which had been beating fast, finally settled down.
"But then again, Yu Lanfei is truly utilitarian, exploiting every opportunity to market himself."
Thinking about the few days of scenes with Yu Lanfei, Chengzi couldn't even imagine it. "She better behave herself and not do anything stupid."
Wen Zhenni smiled faintly: "Solve the problem when it happens. There is no point in being afraid in advance."
Chengzi sighed, "Sister, you don't know. Yu Lanfei came to see you at noon, peeking around and acting suspiciously. I told her you were sleeping, so she left reluctantly."
"Oh, really?" Wen Zhenni casually scrolled through the hot search list, and her finger suddenly stopped at an entry.
#YuLanFei Bentley Owner
A well-known paparazzi in the circle revealed that after the dinner last night, the mysterious owner of a Sandi Bentley and Yu Lanfei returned to the hotel together, which was suspected to be a relationship.
I accidentally clicked on the video, and the familiar and eye-catching license plates from three places flashed by, and then the video froze and reported an error.
When she logged out and logged back in, it showed that the entry had been blown up.
Could it be that Ciheng took action?
This speed is fast enough.
Wen Zhenni held the phone in her hand for a few seconds and didn't pursue the matter any further.
She threw her phone onto the bed and sat up, "Let me help you pack your things."
Chengzi had already packed the last item into the suitcase. He turned around and held her down, "I've packed everything. You should just go to sleep peacefully."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Wen Zhenni was indeed sleepy, so she got up and went to wash up.
It was raining outside the window all night long. The rain was heavy and lasted until noon the next day. After the sky cleared up, the crew set off to return to Tianhai.
I don't know if it was related to that trending search term, but after the crew returned to Beijing, Yu Lanfei, who had originally wanted to go see Golden Night with Wen Zhenni, declined, citing a full schedule. And for several days, it was unusually quiet.
But this peace didn't last long. With the appearance of a mysterious rich second-generation, Yu Lanfei regained his former arrogance.
Wen Zhenni also heard it from Chengzi.
Just because this rich second generation took one more look at Yu Lanfei in the crowd, he began to pursue her fanatically.
The rich second generation's pursuit was extremely high-profile. She had different precious flowers every day, treated everyone in the crew to milk tea and desserts, and even spent a huge amount of money to book the city's big screens and land broadcasting to build momentum for her new drama. The publicity was so great that no one in the crew didn't know about it.
Yu Lanfei did not respond openly, but the angles of her photos in the leaked photos seemed to be carefully designed.
That’s right, how could her team miss such a good opportunity to hype herself up?
Recently, her press releases have been everywhere, making the topic of being pursued by rich young men a hot topic, almost becoming the main topic.
"Is this really her?" Friends in the gossip group shared candid photos to share their thoughts. No matter how Chengzi looked at it, he couldn't connect it with the Yu Lanfei he saw in person. "I see the shadows of many female stars in her face."
Entertainment reporters captured photos of the two enjoying dinner at a high-end restaurant last night, which went viral today, suggesting they were in a relationship. Yu Lanfei's studio quickly denied the rumors, stating it was just a normal dinner with friends.
Wen Zhenni took a look and praised: "The makeup skills are really good."
Yu Lanfei has real skills, Chengzi can't deny that. "Before he entered the entertainment industry, he was at least a makeup blogger with millions of followers. He could easily imitate anyone he wanted."
It's just that the team's marketing methods are too toxic and ugly, and she herself is too eager for quick success.
However, the rich second generation's pursuit of Yu Lanfei came at the right time.
Although the trending search for the three-license plate Bentley in the scenic area was removed in time, it couldn't stop netizens from enjoying the melon. The rich second generation made this move, and all the clues pointed to him.
Of course, Wen Zhenni was happy to see it happen out of selfish motives. "Just watch the excitement, hurry up and pack up and get in the car."
"Okay."
Orange turned off his phone, packed his things, and just as he looked up, he saw a large bunch of roses moving towards him.
The roses have light blue petals, and the name of the flower is Crushed Ice Blue. The bouquet is hand-made, tied tightly into a bunch, and can only be held in two hands. It presses the delivery man behind it tightly, and his face cannot be seen.
Being so arrogant, could it be the work of another rich second generation?
Such taste! What a lack of taste.
Chengzi saw the delivery man looking around, seemingly searching for someone. Just as he was about to ask if he was looking for Yu Lanfei, the assistant named Aya came running over, shouting, "Ours, ours."
The delivery man lowered his head to check the information and confirmed, "Is this Teacher Wen?"
Aya had just received the bouquet of flowers when she heard this and was stunned. "What! Aren't these our flowers?"
Chengzi was also a little surprised. But she quickly reacted and took the rose from the stunned Aya's hand, saying, "Sorry, this rose belongs to our sister Zhenni."
She pulled the corner of her mouth dryly at Aya, returned to the car with the flowers in her arms, and presented them to Wen Zhenni like a treasure, "Sister, surprise!"
Wen Zhenni was genuinely surprised when she saw the huge bouquet of roses that suddenly appeared before her eyes. "Where did these flowers come from? Little Orange, did you win?"
"I do." Orange pouted, pointing to the milky white card on the edge of the bouquet. "Here, there's a card. Open it and take a look."
Wen Zhenni pushed the flowers aside, carefully pulled out the card, and read: "I give you the sea of stars. The signature is... the initials 'CH'."
There is no need to think about it, these two letters are undoubtedly Ciheng.
Her eyes curved and a smile spread across her lips: "It's a gift from my husband."
"I was just saying, these flowers are so elegant and so tasteful. Turns out they were sent by my brother-in-law."
Orange said as he took out his phone, "Let me check what the flower language is."
"...I gave her Broken Ice Blue when we met. The flower's language is to love you every day." Orange rubbed the non-existent goosebumps on her arm and gave her an ambiguous look. "I didn't realize my brother-in-law was so romantic."
"That's an exaggeration, it's just the language of flowers." Wen Zhenni fiddled with the delicate petals, and the corners of her lips rose unconsciously.
While I was happy, I was also very surprised.
It was unbelievable that a man who had always only given expensive jewelry suddenly thought of giving flowers.
Wen Zhenni adjusted the bouquet to the best angle and asked Chengzi to take a few photos. Then she picked the one she liked best and sent it to Ciheng:
"The flowers are beautiful. I love them very much. I love you, my husband!"
After the WeChat message was sent successfully, Wen Zhenni held the phone tightly and stared at the dialog box nervously.
Just as the nanny car was about to drive into the entrance of the Xiangshan Road parking lot, Ciheng's phone popped up.
"As long as you like it."
A familiar voice came through the receiver, and Wen Zhenni was so excited that she almost blurted out, "Where are you?"
"Chen Yiji." He said directly, "Are you off work? Come over for dinner."
So he's back today.
"Wait for me, I'll be there soon." Wen Zhenni snapped back to her senses and quickly glanced at Chengzi. Chengzi understood and immediately told the driver to turn around and go to the restaurant.
Wen Zhenni's heart began to beat faster at the thought of seeing him soon. She subconsciously touched her chest, then realized belatedly that she had lost count of how many days he had been away on this business trip.
When he was away, she immersed herself in the play wholeheartedly, and could only see him briefly through video at night.
At this moment, when she pushed open the door of the box and her eyes met the figure leaning against the window and making a phone call, a sense of unreality enveloped her heart, as if she had fallen into a dream.
Ciheng leaned against the windowsill, his black shirt meticulously tucked into his suit trousers. His figure was elegant, his features sharp, and his every move exuded a sense of command and control. When she entered, his gaze fixed on her face, without interrupting the business conversation on the other end of the phone.
After he hung up the phone, he threw the phone on the windowsill and looked at her with amusement, "What are you standing there for? Why don't you come over?"
During the three years of separation, every time I saw him, I had to mentally prepare myself and adjust to the unfamiliarity of reuniting after such a long separation. But this time, there was no hesitation at all, only an overwhelming longing.
She pounced forward and hung on Ciheng like a koala.
With countless previous experiences, Ci Heng accurately predicted her movements this time. As she took a step, he had already opened his arms and steadily caught the person who bumped into him.
"...I miss you." As she called out softly, her shoulders trembled slightly.
Wen Zhenni put her arms around his neck, buried her face in it, and greedily sniffed his scent.
-----------------------
The author has something to say: Change the update time to 9:35 every night
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
