Chapter 70
The file name looked like something like "100 Mini Games to Make Couples Love Each Other More." But when she opened the content, she was horrified.
Wen Zhenni's hands were shaking as she replied to Xi Miao: [You're flirting with the topic of marital relationships in this article. My pure heart has been deeply hurt. Are you worthy of my complete trust in you?]
Xi Miao replied immediately, adding a playful emoji: [Don’t you think it’s well-written and very useful for reference?]
Wen Zhenni just wanted to blacklist her: [I don’t think so, bye!]
If we continue talking, I don’t know what kind of ditch Xi Miao will lead me into.
Wen Zhenni exited WeChat, and Ciheng pushed the door open and walked in. She felt a little uneasy and subconsciously stuffed her phone under her pillow.
Ciheng didn't notice how hastily she hid her phone, but he did catch a glimpse of her ears turning red.
"Are you hot?" he asked.
It is autumn now, and the climate is cool and comfortable. It can't be said that the weather is hot.
"...I, I want to go to the bathroom."
Wen Zhenni put on her slippers and fled into the bathroom.
Fortunately, Ciheng did not ask any further questions. She just raised her arms as usual, tucked in the corners of the quilt, and told her to go to bed early.
The next morning, Lin Nuo came to the villa on time and took them to the hospital for a follow-up examination.
An X-ray showed that enough bone callus had formed, making it possible to remove the plaster.
After the plaster is removed, she will need to wear a protective gear for at least two weeks, but she can now start rehabilitation training. Tzu Heng hired a therapist to help her with joint rehabilitation exercises.
After getting rid of the plaster, Wen Zhenni was in a very good mood and went to work without a single complaint.
"By the time Xi Miao's birthday comes, I should be able to go into the water."
She was already imagining what kind of swimsuit Xi Miao would choose for her on the day of the pool party.
When they walked out of the elevator, Ciheng held her shoulders steady and reminded her, "Watch where you walk. Be careful not to bump into anything."
"oh."
Wen Zhenni held his waist and came out of the elevator. Seeing Zhu Na returning to the president's office after delivering documents in the corridor, she waved enthusiastically: "Hi, hello."
Zhu Na looked like she had seen a ghost in broad daylight, staring in amazement as the big devil helped the woman into the president's office.
The next second she turned and rushed back to the CEO's office: "Shocking news for Taihua! You will never guess who I just saw?"
Zhu Na took a breath, her eyes widened, her expression exaggerated enough: "-Qiao Qianqian! I saw her coming with President Ci. The two of them behaved very intimately and didn't try to avoid me at all. But she was wearing a protective gear on her hand, it seems that she had a fracture."
Li Wei was looking at her new manicure. When she heard this, she looked up and said, "Are you seeing things?"
Zhu Na nodded with absolute certainty: "That's her! But she looks much prettier now than when she was at work. She's glowing all over, and she looks a bit like a star, like that... singer Wen Zhenni."
Lucy, who knew the inside story, lowered her head silently and pretended to organize the documents.
Someone did raise a question: "I remember the entertainment charts were trending a while ago, saying that Wen Zhenni had a broken arm. They look alike, and both had broken hands. It can't be such a coincidence, right?"
This sentence woke everyone up.
Li Wei's mind raced, and after connecting the context, she finally understood everything: "So, Qiao Qianqian is actually Wen Zhenni, and Wen Zhenni is actually Mr. Ci's wife?"
The amount of information was too overwhelming, and the entire CEO's office fell silent, leaving only the sound of gasps.
Zhu Na was already overwhelmed by this truth: "So we have been working in the same office with a big star for more than a month, and this big star is also our boss's wife."
"By the way, didn't Lucy work as a personal interpreter for the boss lady in Taraf? Just ask her and we'll know." Someone suddenly remembered Lucy, the key witness.
Lucy almost buried her head in the computer, but she was still called by them.
"Um..." She stammered and stood up, not knowing how to get away with it. Finally, she said, "I'll go make a cup of tea for the boss." Then she quickly fled the scene.
When Wen Zhenni came, she was walking around with a bare face. Now she is fully armed with a mask and sunglasses, covering herself tightly.
Lucy, who had entered the VIP room to get some water, told her, "Boss, stop covering it up. You've already been exposed. Now everyone in the president's office knows who you are."
Wen Zhenni found that her IQ had dropped significantly recently and she was always doing stupid things.
Never mind, she thought desperately, it would all be exposed sooner or later. No more acting, she was the boss lady of Taihua!
Wen Zhenni opened her phone in a self-deprecating manner, intending to complain to Xi Miao about her vest falling accident, but her finger slipped and she accidentally clicked on the txt file from last night.
I just glanced at it a few times accidentally and suddenly thought... it was quite interesting.
I couldn't help but flip through a few pages, as there were a few parts I didn't understand.
If you don't understand, ask. She sent a screenshot to Xi Miao: [What kind of pose is this? I can't figure it out.]
She felt her face was a little hot, so she got up and went to the bathroom to splash cold water on her face.
When I came back and picked up the phone again, there was no reply from Xi Miao.
Could it be that the network is bad and it didn’t get sent out?
She clicked on the chat interface in confusion, and when she found out that she had sent the screenshot to Ciheng, her heart almost stopped.
My mind froze for a moment... What was Ciheng doing right now? Had he already seen it?
The message has timed out and cannot be withdrawn. The only solution is to quickly destroy the evidence.
Wen Zhenni sneaked into the president's office, but found that no one was there.
The employee who came to pick up the documents told her that the president had gone to a meeting and it would probably last until the end of the day.
Wen Zhenni: "..."
He was busy in a meeting and probably didn't have time to check his phone. If that was the case, she still had a chance to get the phone and destroy the evidence.
Wen Zhenni sat restlessly in the president's office, not paying attention to her phone, just staring at the clock counting down.
After finally waiting for the meeting to end, the man was surrounded by executives to discuss work.
It wasn't until the high-level executives dispersed from the underground parking lot that Ci Heng finally turned around and looked at his wife, who looked resentful. He raised an eyebrow and said, "You look like you want to eat me alive."
If she could eat humans, she would devour him in one bite.
Wen Zhenni gritted her teeth silently, then reached out to him with her head held high: "Let me borrow that phone."
The man squinted at her, adjusted his glasses, and leaned against the car with his arms folded: "Come and get it yourself."
Wen Zhenni just wanted to delete the message quickly and didn't care about anything else.
She reached up to feel his trousers, but nothing. She then searched the inside pockets of his suit, but still nothing.
She was so anxious that her heart almost jumped out of her throat, but the man slowly raised the phone he had been holding in his hand and asked, "What do you want the phone for?"
"Just use it for a while..."
Wen Zhenni felt too guilty to look at her: "Did you see something?"
"I've seen it all. What do you want to say?" Ci Heng stared at her with amusement. "Are you talking about the blind men and the elephant, or rock-paper-scissors? Or... you want to try both."
Sure enough, I saw it.
Wen Zhenni was in tears, this time she was doomed.
Ciheng smiled and shook his head, stuffed her into the back seat of the car, and pressed the partition button.
The partition was lowered, and the back seat became private. He leaned over and stroked her cheek with one hand: "Do you want to try?"
The fingertips are clearly warm, yet they make the heart itchy.
Wen Zhenni shook her head like a rattle: "Xi Miao sent it to me. I was bored and just took a look to kill time."
Ciheng's fingertips caressed her earlobe, then he lowered his head and pecked her lips lightly, his voice seductive: "I think it's good, you can try it."
Wen Zhenni wanted to say that this was in the car and that they shouldn't do such things. But his lips were so soft, always looking so kissable. Every kiss was so intoxicating that she couldn't get enough of it.
The last bit of resistance completely melted away in this gentle kiss, and she couldn't help but respond.
...That night, the two read through the entire text of "100 Little Games That Will Make Couples Love More and More", and combined theory with practice, using actions to explain what "the blind men and the elephant" meant.
But Xi Miao must take full responsibility for sending the wrong message.
"It's all your fault. That txt file you sent caused me so much trouble."
After meeting Xi Miao, Wen Zhenni recounted her entire experience of social demise that day, saying awkwardly, "I was socially devastated on the spot. I just wanted to live in another country."
Xi Miao didn't feel guilty at all when he heard this. Instead, he burst into laughter and said, "Even changing the country won't work. You can only change the planet."
"Still laughing, why did you change your profile picture? I made a mistake."
It was because she suddenly changed her profile picture to a dark one, and the color tone clashed with Ciheng's profile picture, causing her to mistake it for the first glance.
Xi Miao sighed sadly: "Because I am commemorating my eighth love."
Wen Zhenni was stunned for a few seconds, and her first reaction was: "When did you fall in love again?"
Xi Miao glared at her: "Look at you, you don't care about me at all."
Wen Zhenni's eyes curved slightly: "It doesn't matter, in a few days, you will find the Ninth Spring."
There was a hint of sarcasm in this remark, but Xi Miao had no way of refuting it. She picked up the coffee in front of her and took a sip. "...By the way, I'm going back to Nanbu tonight to see how the party preparations are going. What day are you planning to come?"
"I don't know." Wen Zhenni was waiting for Qin Qing's arrangements. While she was thinking about this, Qin Qing's phone call happened to come in.
As soon as she picked up the phone, she received good news from Qin Qing. She had already communicated with the production team and the recording time had been finalized. The specific details had been sent to Chengzi, asking her to prepare.
After Wen Zhenni got the exact news, she contacted Tang Yu immediately. Tang Yu also received the notification and said excitedly, "Then I'll wait for you in Nanbu. See you there."
After hanging up the phone, Wen Zhenni was so excited that her eyes were red: "Finally, I'm going to work."
Xi Miao laughed at her: "You're still so happy at work."
"Of course." Going to work is better than staying at home all day.
She couldn't wait to tell Ciheng the news, so she picked up her bag and said goodbye to Xi Miao.
It was a rare day that Ciheng got off work early, so the two of them had dinner together. Wen Zhenni was either picking up food for him or helping him with his soup, being exceptionally attentive at the table.
Something must be wrong when things are out of the ordinary. Ciheng had a hunch that it was not that simple, so she asked her with a smile, "Do you want to tell me something?"
He took the initiative to ask, and Wen Zhenni no longer concealed it: "It's not a big deal, I just want to tell you that I have to work."
She added: "I'm going to Nanbu for about a week to record the variety show 'Let's Live Together'."
Unexpectedly, Ci Heng was not happy for her. Instead, he frowned slightly and his face darkened: "Tell Qin Qing to turn down the work."
"Why?" Wen Zhenni was caught off guard by his reaction and stood there in shock. "I was recording the show as normal, why did you turn it down?"
Ci Heng stared at her, his face cold and serious. "The show you're going to attend now involves a risky artist. He's currently under secret surveillance, and it's very likely that this isn't just an ordinary crime... I don't agree with you taking this risk, understand?"
His explanation was clear and concise; it was for her safety.
Wen Zhenni could tell the difference between good and evil, but her heart was already filled with great grievances.
"I don't understand!" She retorted with a trembling voice, crying, "...Why should I understand?"
"What were you doing so early?"
She became increasingly emotional as she spoke, tears streaming down her face. "If you were really worried I'd get into danger, you should have given me a list ahead of time, clearly telling me which jobs I couldn't take. Why are you canceling my schedule now? Why are you making me compromise because of a jerk? You don't respect me or love me at all!"
Wen Zhenni vented all her anger, threw down her chopsticks, and without caring about Ciheng's reaction, turned around and rushed upstairs.
But just after turning around a few steps, I heard him dial Qin Qing's number, as if to arrange something.
Wen Zhenni's anger flared up again, and she was completely ignited. She stormed back, snatched his phone and hung up.
"Who are you to make decisions for me? I hate you. You're just a tyrannical, authoritarian, and annoying person!"
Wen Zhenni stomped her feet and yelled at him, and the tears that had just stopped burst out again. This time she ran upstairs without looking back.
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