Inside the living room.
You Wanjun looked at Lin Xiao with a half-smile, without saying a word.
Knowing he was in the wrong, Lin Xiao chuckled awkwardly and said, "Junjun, shall we still go over the script today?"
You Wanjun remained silent.
Lin Xiao raised an eyebrow and said with a faint smile, "Jun Jun, just say what you have to say."
You Wanjun then let out a soft hum, her gentle and melodious voice carrying a hint of reproachful hoarseness.
"You know it yourself!"
Lin Xiao continued to feign ignorance: "I really don't know."
"Then forget it. There's nothing more to say." You Wanjun turned around, leaned back on the sofa, rested her arm on the top edge of the backrest, and propped her chin on her hand.
Lin Xiao thought for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Jun Jun, did you... go to 250's concert?"
You Wanjun angrily retorted, "No!"
"If you don't have it, why are you angry?" Lin Xiao said with amusement.
After a moment of silence, You Wanjun said coquettishly, "I'm angry because you didn't go!"
really!
"Sorry, Junjun, I had plans with my brothers that day."
"And I'm not very familiar with the songs of the 250 band."
"If I had known you were going, I definitely would have gone too."
"I'm not going because I think it's no fun going alone," Lin Xiao explained.
Yu Wanjun's anger subsided a little, and she said in a hoarse voice, "If you weren't going, you could at least have told me. You made me—" She waited.
Seeing that he didn't go, You Wanjun quietly left.
After all, staying behind carries the risk of being discovered.
But she felt an indescribable sense of grievance and sadness.
She wanted to question Lin Xiao about why he hadn't come, but she held back. It was her own decision, not his request.
A week had passed, and the grievances in my heart surged up the moment I saw Lin Xiao.
Lin Xiao's eyes flickered, and he quickly smiled and said, "Yes, yes, I didn't think it through."
"Jun Jun, your voice sounds a little hoarse. Have you been working too hard lately? How about I make you some rock sugar, white fungus, and snow pear soup?"
You Wanjun hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded.
With all the ingredients readily available, Lin Xiao quickly began preparing them.
As You Wanjun watched from the side, her frustration and unhappiness dissipated.
Recently, her agency boss has been arranging for her to attend banquets hosted by big shots. She refused to go and had a huge argument with her boss, arguing so much that her throat was split open.
How could she not know what those big shots were thinking?
She rose to fame through her own abilities and has no desire to curry favor with those greasy and disgusting middle-aged and elderly men.
Seeing Lin Xiao cooking and cleaning for her, You Wanjun felt he was so adorable and wanted to keep him by her side forever.
She suddenly remembered that once, when Lin Xiao saw that she was angry, he asked her if she wanted to eat something and offered to make it for her. She had even scolded him at the time.
Looking back, I realize how awful I was.
She walked behind Lin Xiao, reached out, and wrapped her arms around his waist.
She rested her face on Lin Xiao's shoulder.
Lin Xiao's body trembled, and he chuckled softly.
A gentle voice came from behind: "Lin Xiao, I'm sorry!"
"I was wrong before, and I won't lose my temper with you anymore."
"Thank you for making me soup."
Lin Xiao said softly, "It's alright. Don't be so polite."
He remained silent for a moment.
You Wanjun asked softly again, "Lin Axiao, tell me honestly, who did you give the tickets to?"
"I had to use my connections to get this prime location in the central area."
"But you didn't go, you've wasted all my efforts."
Lin Xiao had no choice but to tell the truth, "...Otherwise, I'll return the 1500 yuan I got from selling the tickets?"
You Wanjun pinched Lin Xiao's waist muscle and said coquettishly, "Am I talking about money? I'm talking about my heart!"
"They wanted to make you happy, so they had to ask around to get this good seat."
"You not only don't appreciate it, but you also try to shut me up with these kinds of words!"
Lin Xiao softened his tone, "Then... I'll treat you to takeout later, okay? You have to give me a chance to make amends, right?"
You Wanjun hummed, "...Okay, fine."
While the soup was simmering, Lin Xiao also acted as You Wanjun's power bank.
You Wanjun buried her face in Lin Xiao's neck, feeling very relaxed.
She greedily inhaled the scent of cedar on Lin Xiao and lazily said, "Lin Xiao, do you... want to become a full-fledged employee?"
"I'll give you a permanent position, and from then on you'll only be with me. Are you willing?"
Lin Xiao stiffened, realizing what You Wanjun meant—she wanted him to be her boyfriend.
After a few moments of silence, Lin Xiao jokingly asked in a serious tone, "Is it a real promotion or a fake one?"
"If I really get a permanent position, I'll want a formal title."
"JunJun, if your male fans find out you're in a relationship, won't they threaten to unfollow you?"
You Wanjun muttered, "I'm popular with both men and women, okay? Even if I lose male fans, I still have a huge number of female fans."
"Actresses need to date too, otherwise how can they portray characters with soul?"
Lin Xiao hummed in agreement, “Our Junjun is the most popular actress in China, without a doubt.”
You Wanjun was pleased and finally stopped mentioning the matter of becoming a full-time employee.
Time flies, and November 16th has arrived in the blink of an eye.
During this period, Lin Xiao's lifestyle and work content remained largely the same.
The only difference is that Old Man Bai did not renew his subscription.
Lin Xiao then stopped providing services to Bai Youyou.
Bai Youyou seems to be experiencing a difficult withdrawal reaction.
The people in dormitory 808 finally believed in Lin Xiao's innocence.
So he really didn't date the school beauty.
Lin Xiao painted a picture, had it framed, and prepared to give it to Feng Bairan as a birthday gift.
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