Lu Wanzheng opened the door, and Xiao Qifeng pushed it open and entered.
Their room was about the same size as the first room, with a large floor-to-ceiling window leading to the balcony, providing plenty of natural light. A large bed, about 1.8 meters long, was located in the center of the room.
Xiao Qifeng pushed his suitcase to the corner and started taking out his and Lu Wanzheng's pajamas. As soon as Lu Wanzheng entered the room, she ran straight towards the large bed. With her back to the bed, she leaned back and fell onto it. "This bed is quite comfortable." She closed her eyes comfortably, feeling the softness of the bed.
Xiao Qifeng opened his suitcase and took out two sets of pajamas for the two of them, which were couple pajamas he had bought earlier. He turned to look at the middle bed, where soft, messy black hair was scattered on the white sheets. Lu Wanzheng had her eyes closed and her hands placed on her abdomen.
He took Lu Wanzheng's pajamas, walked to the bedside, and placed them beside her. "Go take a shower, and then go to bed to rest."
Lu Wanzheng opened her eyes. "Mr. Xiao, it's getting cold lately, please wear more clothes." She picked up the pajamas beside her.
"Shouldn't I be the one saying this to you? It's important for you to look good, but it's even more important to stay warm. Your job sometimes keeps you up day and night, so you need to exercise more, otherwise your physical condition will get worse and worse."
“I do exercise too,” Lu Wanzheng said, standing at the door, though she only did a small amount of exercise.
Xiao Qifeng sat on the bed, looked at Lu Wanzheng, and raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure? The most you get each day is walking around in your room, or walking a short distance from the company's basement or the main entrance to the elevator."
"Who said that? I went shopping with you before, and that's also part of my exercise."
[The truth is, my exercise level isn't that high.]
Walking from the bedroom to the dining room was my last act of defiance in my commitment to exercise.
[Haven't you noticed? Even though Lu Wanzheng doesn't exercise much, she's in good shape and not fat! On the other hand, I exercise even more than her, and I'm twice as fat as her.]
"How about we go for a workout tomorrow morning?" Xiao Qifeng suggested.
Lu Wanzheng was slightly taken aback, then looked incredulous. "Tomorrow morning? Exercise? You don't mean running, do you?"
Xiao Qifeng: "That's right."
Hearing this, Lu Wanzheng almost felt dizzy and fainted. Tomorrow was the weekend! "I don't want to, I don't want to run."
"Don't want to run?"
At this moment, this sentence is like the only salvation in a world of suffering.
Lu Wanzheng hugged her pajamas and couldn't help but nod repeatedly.
“You don’t have to run. You can choose to walk. I’ll go for a run in the morning, and you can walk slowly behind me.” Xiao Qifeng made the first unconditional compromise. “You can choose to agree, or you can choose to run. Of course, I would prefer you to choose the second option.”
"Let me come out first." With that, she dashed into the bathroom; escaping had become her only option.
Xiao Qifeng walked to the balcony with a smile. The sky outside the window was as dark as if it had been splashed with ink. The moon was bright and the stars were few. It was still early, and the stars had not yet shone.
He reached out and touched the texture of the curtains; they were quite substantial and thick, perfect for the little girl to sleep in.
Lu Wanzheng lingered in the bathroom as long as possible, hoping to delay her departure, but no matter how much she lingered, she would eventually have to leave.
She walked out of the bathroom, where Xiao Qifeng was standing on the balcony. She called out to him, "Mr. Xiao, you can go take a shower now." She hurriedly lay back down on the bed.
Xiao Qifeng turned his head and immediately saw the camera in the room. He walked into the room, found a towel, and used it to block the camera.
"You have a little time to think it over. You'll have to tell me your thoughts when I come out."
Lu Wanzheng muttered under her breath, "It feels like you're forcing me to buy something."
“That’s right.” Lu Wanzheng’s words suddenly drifted into Xiao Qifeng’s ears. He walked to Lu Wanzheng’s side, lowered his head, and kissed her smooth forehead. “If you want to experience what it’s like to be a domineering CEO, you have no right to say no. Do I look like one?”
These words made Lu Wanzheng laugh. "You are the domineering CEO himself. Go take a shower. I choose to walk." She didn't think too much about it. Although it was a beautiful morning and she wanted to sleep in, she wanted to do something interesting with Xiao Qifeng.
"Then you should get some rest early tonight." After saying that, he went into the bathroom.
In the quiet room, only the sound of one person breathing could be heard, but soon, another voice came from the bathroom, telling her that he had always been there.
Lu Wanzheng didn't go to sleep immediately. Instead, she sent a message to Yao Zijun, telling her that she could start now, as this was the time when netizens were most active.
She turned off her phone's sound and opened the live stream room for their variety show. They had one large live stream room, and inside that, there were several smaller live stream rooms, which viewers could choose to watch at will.
Of all the live streams, hers was the only one that was black.
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After receiving Lu Wanzheng's message, Yao Zijun immediately arranged for public relations personnel to post on Weibo, explaining the stories behind the three complete surveillance videos and criticizing the inexplicable accusations. Then, as is common practice, she reminded netizens not to be easily swayed by others' opinions.
In short, what they were saying was that Lu Wanzheng's recent scandal was not a simple one, but rather that someone was manipulating things behind the scenes.
As for who it is, those who know the darkness involved know who it is.
As for those who can't distinguish right from wrong and just follow the crowd, they probably don't even know what happened.
After seeing the message from Lu Wanzheng's studio, the online sentiment immediately shifted.
[So asking the director for his wife's contact information became "being a mistress," accompanying her best friend to a prenatal checkup became "being pregnant out of wedlock," and discussing a collaboration with Shu Mi became "being slapped in the face by the wife." These days, the story-making skills and expertise of marketing accounts are getting more and more impressive.]
These marketing accounts are making up stories about the dead, it's unbelievable! Isn't anyone going to do anything about it? I was throttled for posting just a photo; shouldn't such false information be subject to throttling? These marketing accounts must be getting paid a lot!
The story behind this is truly chilling. Without these complete surveillance videos, wouldn't Lu Wanzheng have continued to carry these negative rumors, and wouldn't anyone have offered her roles in TV dramas or movies? So many celebrities couldn't withstand cyberbullying, and many succumbed to depression and left the industry. If Lu Wanzheng hadn't been so strong-willed, a living, breathing statement might have died under the weight of cyberbullying.
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