Wen Zhaoye only dared to appear before her when she was unconscious. He stepped forward and gently embraced her, saying:
"Honey, are you unhappy in that house?"
Wen Jiaojiao's eyelids drooped weakly, and she said in a simple, honest voice:
"This dream felt so real."
Wen Zhaoye remained silent. He knew he had promised not to appear before her unless she relented, but the love in his heart was growing uncontrollably.
When I secretly saw her, I wanted more, I wanted to hold her in my arms, I wanted to sweep away all her unhappiness.
But... she doesn't need him, and his presence would only annoy her. Only now does he dare to appear before her without restraint, because when she wakes up tomorrow, it will just be a dream for her.
"Honey, why don't you call me even though they treat you badly?"
"This place is big and bustling, but I want to take you home."
Wen Jiaojiao unconsciously raised her arm to hug his strong waist, her face full of drunkenness as she said:
"I want to go home too, but I don't have a home."
Wen Zhaoye placed one arm under her hips, pulling her into his arms. He gently brushed aside the stray hairs on her cheek with his large hand, gazing at her tenderly as he said:
"Marry me, and I will always be your home."
Wen Jiaojiao buried her innocent, slightly drunk face in the crook of his neck, and drifted off to sleep as he moved around.
Ah Long: "Young Master, I'll take Madam back now."
Wen Zhaoye nodded and said:
"Go upstairs to the hotel and book a room. I don't want her to wake up tomorrow and know that I was there in front of her."
Three minutes later, Ah Long handed over a room key, and Wen Zhaoye escorted Wen Jiaojiao back to her room.
I gently took off her shoes and skirt, wiped her clean with a damp towel, then washed and hung her clothes to dry.
After he finished showering, he lay down next to her and contentedly pulled her into his arms.
“Wife, no matter what the future holds, I have never thought of giving up on you. I brought you here just so you would know that, apart from me, other people may not be as good as they seem on the surface.”
He knew from the first moment he saw Jiang Peitian that he wasn't a good person, but likewise, he wasn't a good person either.
But his love for Wen Jiaojiao is real, and everything he does is for Wen Jiaojiao.
Wen Jiaojiao groaned with a headache. Wen Zhaoye got out of bed, poured her a glass of water, and supported her body with one arm under her shoulder as he fed her the water.
Water trickled down her lips and onto her neck, leaving her cheeks flushed and looking sexy and alluring.
After nearly a month of restraint, Wen Zhaoye placed his hand back on the bedside table and leaned down to kiss her rosy lips:
"daughter in law."
Wen Jiaojiao opened her eyes, still slightly drowsy, and looked at the man kissing her. She said softly and sweetly:
"Wen Zhaoye."
Wen Zhaoye paused, looked up at her, and said in a low, husky voice:
"Jiaojiao, it's me."
Wen Jiaojiao's eyelids grew heavy, and before she could answer, she drifted off to sleep again.
Wen Zhaoye sighed, buried his handsome face in her neck, and said in a muffled voice:
"When will you finally be willing to be with me?"
At four in the morning, after her clothes were completely dry, Wen Zhaoye carefully dressed her and then dialed Ah Long's number.
"Come and stay with her, I'm going back."
Ah Long arrived shortly afterward.
Wen Jiaojiao slept until almost noon. She rubbed the back of her head, her voice hoarse from a hangover:
How did I get here?
Ah Long: "Miss, you're awake?"
Wen Jiaojiao glanced at her clothes, then got up without a second thought.
Under Li Suo's hands-on guidance, her acting skills are slightly less hopeless, and the film crew officially started work today.
She glanced at everyone in the crew but didn't find a single man suitable to seduce Qi Meijing.
Just as she turned to leave, she bumped into a man's arm. Startled, she lowered her gaze and apologized, "I'm sorry."
"It's nothing," the man said in a deep, clear voice.
Wen Jiaojiao looked up and saw the man with a gentle face and a slight smile on his lips. He tilted his head and chuckled softly:
"You must be Miss Jiang, right?"
Wen Jiaojiao nodded:
"Um, who are you?"
The man extended his large, slender hand and said:
"Li Yu plays Wang Xiangzhong in the drama."
Isn't that Chun Sao's official love interest in the drama?
Amazing, this man is truly incredible.
Giving this to Qi Meijing will definitely open the door to a new world for her.
Wen Jiaojiao's eyes suddenly lit up as she clenched her hands and said:
"I wonder what Mr. Li's attitude is towards being a kept man?"
All eyes turned to him, and Li Yu's smile froze as he said:
"Miss Jiang is so good at joking."
Wen Jiaojiao glanced around and suddenly realized what was happening, saying:
"Sorry, I was a little too hasty just now."
Li Yu smiled gently and said:
"It doesn't matter."
After he finished speaking, he turned and left. Wen Jiaojiao returned to the recliner, her gaze lingering on Li Yu.
Little did she know that Wen Zhaoye, sitting on the second floor next door, was staring at her with a dark expression.
"Young master, Miss probably just admires him. After all, his last drama was quite popular."
Li Zhu stepped forward to help explain.
Wen Zhaoye sat in the chair, his hands gripping the armrests tightly, his eyes cold and deep as he said:
"I don't want to see him on set."
Li Zhu respectfully said:
"Okay, we'll go down here right now and inform them to replace you."
The director was rehearsing a scene when he suddenly saw Li Zhu walking over. He said in a friendly tone:
"Assistant Li, is there any instruction from above?"
Li Zhu: "The higher-ups have requested that Li Yu be replaced, and it would be best to find someone with an ordinary appearance."
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