Chapter 62 Young Master, Help!
The moment the phone rang, Song Shiwei chose to play dead.
She silenced her phone, pulled the covers over her head, and hid herself like an ostrich, a happy smile playing on her lips as she enjoyed her rare holiday time.
"Beep beep—"
Song Shiwei opened her eyes with a "whoosh," her brows furrowing instinctively, a little uneasy in her heart.
That was the sound of the hotel room door being opened.
I'd heard about the horrific things that have happened before, like sasaeng fans sneaking into celebrities' rooms. Is she really that famous now that she has sasaeng fans?
Those people are mentally unstable; they're capable of anything.
Although Song Shiwei often says things like "I'd rather die than die," she can't actually get hurt!
She lay under the covers and quietly pulled her phone out from under her pillow.
[Song Shiwei: Young Master! Help! SOS!]
[Chi Yanzhou:? ? ? ]
[Song Shiwei: Someone sneaked into my room with the intention of doing something indecent to me!]
[Chi Yanzhou: So you're already awake?]
[Song Shiwei: Of course! I'm hiding under the covers right now, afraid to go out, lest I be met with a pair of terrifying eyes if I lift the covers!]
Help!.......
[Chi Yanzhou: If you had come over when I called you earlier, this wouldn't have happened.]
[Song Shiwei: I deserve to die! A beautiful opportunity once presented itself to me, but I failed to seize it. Please, young master, grant me another chance!]
Chi Yanzhou didn't know what was being typed on the other end, as no messages came in.
Song Shiwei remained alert, her sensitive little ears constantly listening to any sounds outside the blanket.
Suddenly, she felt the person getting closer to the bedside, the sound of their shoes on the floor tormenting Song Shiwei's nerves.
She's about to cry!
Even madmen are afraid of psychopaths!
He immediately started sending messages to Chi Yanzhou, pleading for his only hope.
[Song Shiwei: Young Master! Save me! He's here!]
[Song Shiwei: If something unfortunate happens to me, remember to exchange my savings for ghost money and burn it for me. Even in the underworld, I want to be a rich person.]
[Song Shiwei: Oh, and also, the final payment from the "Love Restart" program team hasn't been sent to me yet. Remember to ask for it back.]
[Song Shiwei: If you have the ability, burn two handsome male college students for me, they must have abs!]
In despair, Song Shiwei gave her last words, thinking that even if she died, she would be a brave martyr.
The blanket was pulled off her body, and Song Shiwei cooperated by striking a seductive pose.
"Want to hear some gossip? I'll tell you all the secrets of the entertainment industry."
“”
Chi Yanzhou remained in the position of pulling back the covers, looking at Song Shiwei with a puzzled expression.
"Whose secret do you want to reveal?"
“”
Song Shiwei immediately straightened her hands and feet, sat properly, and stared blankly at the suddenly appearing Chi Yanzhou.
"How did you get here so quickly? Where are the sasaeng fans?"
"You underestimate the hotel's security. Not even a fly can get in, let alone a sasaeng fan!"
Song Shiwei's eyes darted around, and her little brain immediately understood. She angrily pointed at Chi Yanzhou.
"Oh, so it was you just now! And you were still pretending with me on WeChat!"
"If we're going to discuss this issue, then I need to ask you first: why didn't you answer my calls, instead of playing dead?"
Song Shiwei paused, her eyes darting hesitantly to the side, before she retorted with a weak but confident tone.
“I call that feigning sleep, pretending to rest.”
Song Shiwei – Redefining Dozing
Then, Song Shiwei immediately shifted the focus, stating in her own words that she should ask herself less "why" and more "why others have the right to do so."
"What right do you have to enter my room?! What's wrong with this hotel? I'm going to sue them; this seriously threatens my life!"
Chi Yanzhou sat lazily on the sofa at the foot of the bed, his long, straight legs crossed, revealing his sexy ankles beneath his black suit trousers.
Upon hearing this, her expression remained unchanged, and she raised her beautiful eyes to look at Song Shiwei, who was wearing a cute white princess nightgown on the bed.
"This hotel belongs to our family, I can go wherever I want."
“........”
Wow, he's the big boss.
"But you can't just walk into someone's room like that! What if I'm changing clothes or taking a shower?"
Chi Yanzhou rested his arm on the sofa armrest, his long, slender fingers propping up his head, and said nonchalantly:
"Then I'll marry you."
This left Song Shiwei speechless. She blinked her beautiful big eyes, looking at the man who seemed to be joking or serious.
"You wish! I'm the best in the world, no one can match me!"
Chi Yanzhou stood up, exuding an oppressive aura, and gradually approached the bedside, startling Song Shiwei into pulling the blanket in front of her.
"What are you doing?! What are you trying to do?! Let me tell you, I practiced martial arts at Shaolin Temple on Mount Song. You'd better not fight me!"
"I don't have time to watch you act like a monkey, hurry up and pack your things to come with me to film."
Upon hearing this, Song Shiwei's face immediately fell, and she lay on the bed in a starfish position, as if she were a dead pig unafraid of boiling water.
"Just kill me, I don't want to go."
Chi Yanzhou looked at Song Shiwei, who was acting like a scoundrel, and knew from the start that he couldn't trust her.
"The sea cucumber soup from yesterday has all ended up in the dog's stomach."
"Anyway, I've already finished eating, so I'm fearless. I'm just an ungrateful and untrustworthy scoundrel, hehe."
Song Shiwei gave a sly smile, her face displaying a shameless expression that said, "What can you do to me?"
"Qiao Shuishui is the host of today's event. After it's over, we'll go out for dinner together."
Qiao Shuishui's hosting skills in the entertainment industry are well-known. In addition to her two regular variety shows, she is often invited to host many large-scale events and brand launches.
Chi Yanzhou originally wanted to give Song Shiwei a little surprise, but he forgot that this girl was a lazy pig who didn't have any ambition and was impossible to get along with.
"Oh? Shui Shui is here too?"
Song Shiwei perked up, "Then call me after you two are done, and we'll go out to eat together."
Are you going or not?
Chi Yanzhou crossed his arms and stared at Song Shiwei, who was on the bed pretending to be dead, with an ambiguous look in his eyes.
"No way! I swear I'll never be a slave to manual labor!"
Song Shiwei closed her eyes and felt the bedside suddenly sag slightly. She heard soft, rustling sounds and realized that someone was getting closer to her.
He opened his eyes with a "whoosh," and there before him stood Chi Yanzhou's outrageously handsome face, a wicked smile playing on his lips.
Song Shiwei's heart skipped a beat, and she swallowed hard, completely losing her composure.
Good heavens, this face is no joke.
He's so handsome!
He looks unrealistically handsome even when viewed from a social distance.
Even at such close range, Chi Yanzhou's face is still incredibly striking, with skin so smooth that pores are almost invisible, and his sculpted features are an advantage that most Asians don't possess.
Song Shiwei finally understood what the novel meant by "charmingly wicked" and "handsome." This was exactly the feeling when Chi Yanzhou curled up one corner of his mouth and had a malicious smile in his eyes!
"You have to go. I need you to come with me."
Chi Yanzhou stubbornly uttered words that were both domineering and childish.
"Okay, let's go, I'll go with you."
“........”
A hint of doubt flashed in Chi Yanzhou's eyes, while Song Shiwei had already gotten up to wash up.
Why did you suddenly agree?
Song Shiwei clutched her heart. Oh my god, he's so handsome! She couldn't bear to refuse any request he made.
Indeed, if a person is too lustful, lust will cloud their judgment.
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