Chapter 41 Stolen Kiss (Bonus Chapter)
At this time, the other colleagues who had finished their desserts also sat down on the sofa to rest, and Yingzi naturally sat down next to Lingwei.
The carriage gradually quieted down. Exhaustion set in, and Yingzi and Lingwei leaned their heads together and fell asleep.
Seeing that it was almost time, the colleagues thanked Lu Zhao one after another with a little embarrassment and got out of the car.
Yingzi yawned, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and before her vision was fully focused, she glanced over and saw Lu Zhao sitting quietly opposite her.
The afternoon light filtered through the dark car windows, casting soft shadows on his handsome profile. His eyes, which could ignite the atmosphere on stage, were now fixed on her side.
Ling Wei was fast asleep, leaning on her shoulder.
That look in his eyes was so soft; how could that be the look a top star gives to a colleague or a director filming them?
Yingzi's heart skipped a beat, and her sleepiness vanished instantly. Her "gossip radar" was buzzing in her head.
The moment she moved, Lu Zhao's gaze shifted to her, and he smiled at her, his voice extremely soft:
"Director Ling doesn't seem to be feeling well, let her sleep a little longer."
"Oh... okay." Yingzi replied, getting out of the car, but inwardly she was screaming: My God! That look in his eyes! Something's definitely fishy!
But... she's a staunch fan of the "Zhou Ling" pairing!
If Director Zhou were still the same unkempt and颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a sense of listlessness, decadence, and a lack of refinement) he used to be, then it would be one thing, but now Director Zhou has dressed himself up nicely, making him appear even more mature and charming.
Most importantly, he quit smoking!
Now he's always munching on a mint-flavored lollipop, and with his occasional nonchalant glances sweeping across the room, he's absolutely irresistible.
Moreover, she had caught it many times: when Ling Wei couldn't see, Director Zhou's eyes would look at her with a tender, almost molten look.
When Ling Wei voiced her objections, he not only didn't get angry, but a faint smile would flash across his eyes, as if he had been waiting for her to say that before slowly opening his mouth: "Tell me your thoughts."
Isn't this subtle indulgence and tacit understanding even more endearing?!
Just as she was having an internal struggle, Zhou Han walked towards her: "I've brought you a fan. Where's Ling Wei?"
Yingzi answered instinctively, "She's still in Teacher Lu's car."
Zhou Han frowned immediately: "She's alone?" He then started walking towards the nanny van.
Yingzi quickly stopped her, saying, "She's asleep! She doesn't seem to be feeling well today, so let her sleep a little longer."
As a woman herself, she vaguely guessed Ling Wei's condition, and at this moment, the thought of letting Ling Wei get a good rest took over.
Zhou Han stopped in his tracks, hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not go forward.
However, the atmosphere inside the RV was far less peaceful than outside.
Brother Li remained firmly at the very front of the carriage, feeling extremely uneasy, and dared not get off the train even if he were beaten to death.
If he leaves, only Lu Zhao and Ling Wei will be left in the car. If someone staking out the car takes a picture of that, they'll be in deep trouble.
Moreover, the way his ancestor looks at other people now is definitely not innocent.
He has to stay here and keep an eye on things, watching you!
Lu Zhao really didn't have time to pay attention to Brother Liu's inner monologue; he was carefully tracing the sleeping face of the girl opposite him.
For the past three years, Lu Zhao could only secretly learn about Ling Wei's movements by relying on the information and photos that his assistant sent him regularly.
At first, he was self-righteous: he wanted to see what kind of name this woman who dared to play him could achieve!
He was waiting to see her get a cold shoulder, waiting for her to regret her decision in the snow that day.
But from some point onward, that resentful anger quietly took a turn for the worse.
Seeing her open that cat account to pay off her debts, he scolded her for being "stupid and trying to make money from anything," but secretly registered a new account to give her a three-click reward.
As he gathered all the information about her, he stubbornly told himself: This is just to know yourself and your enemy.
Until that day, her assistant sent her a photo of her speaking as a representative of outstanding students.
In the photo, she stands in the center of the auditorium wearing a loose-fitting graduation gown, with a spotlight shining on her.
She tilted her chin slightly, her eyes were bright, and her whole being was so radiant that it hurt his eyes.
The Ling Wei who severed ties with him in the snow and the radiant Ling Wei before him suddenly overlapped.
Lu Zhao stared at the photo for a long, long time, then finally threw his phone on the sofa and covered his eyes in despair.
To hell with knowing yourself and your enemy.
He just missed her.
I'm going crazy thinking about it.
Right now, she's within reach.
Those eyes, so bright and piercing when they glare at someone, are closed, and their nose wrinkles slightly with displeasure, making you want to... take a bite.
And that mouth that always spews out words that infuriate him, and respectfully calls him "Teacher Lu"... Hmph, it's not as lively as when it called him "Little Servant" back then.
His Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, and he felt a bit thirsty.
At this moment, Ling Wei, who had lost her support because Yingzi had left, began to tilt her head to one side, and was about to hit the hard window frame.
Lu Zhao's heart tightened, and he moved to her side almost instantly, supporting her head and making her lean towards him.
Brother Li, who was secretly observing: !!!
He breathed a long sigh of relief, thankfully the car windows were covered with top-quality privacy film, but then he painfully closed his eyes, determined not to look.
Lu Zhao's entire focus was on Ling Wei. He tried to help her sit up straight, but as he did so, Ling Wei leaned even deeper into his arms, her forehead lightly resting against the crook of his neck.
His muscles tensed instantly, his eyelashes drooped, and he froze, afraid to move.
Ling Wei felt something hard against her skin in her sleep, which was a little uncomfortable, but she was too sleepy to pull herself out. Her hands felt heavy as lead, and she could only whimper softly, "Glasses...take them off..."
Lu Zhao was taken aback, then realized what was happening.
He carefully tried to remove her black-rimmed glasses from her nose, his movements clumsy, and the temple of the glasses accidentally poked her cheek, causing her to frown.
His glasses were finally removed, but he couldn't bear to back away immediately. He maintained a very close distance, quietly watching her.
The warm breath brushed against her face, making Ling Wei feel even more uncomfortable. She mumbled indistinctly, "Why isn't it moving..."
The next second, she felt the person next to her move, but not move away.
Warm hands cupped her cheeks, and then a moist and soft touch pressed against her lips.
The touch seemed unsatisfied with just that, and tentatively, with a touch of awkwardness, gently sucked on it.
Ling Wei suddenly woke up.
"Smack!"
Li, who was pretending to be dead in the front row, was startled by the commotion. He quickly turned around to glance at it, then quickly turned back, gasping for breath.
My goodness! What's going on?!
He closed his eyes tightly, but forgot to cover his ears.
Immediately afterwards, he heard his top-tier celebrity, who had just been beaten, gently coaxing him in a deep, hoarse voice he had never heard before:
"Can you wait until I'm done kissing him before you hit me?"
With a mix of hurt grievance and lingering desire, she said, "I just kissed you..."
Brother Li: "!!!"
Is this even human language?!
really.
Another "smack!"
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