Chapter 77
Chapter 77
However, I didn't sleep well on the plane either.
First class was full, so the big star condescended to sit in economy class. The flight attendant probably noticed something, but then gave him a knowing look.
However, economy class was crowded, and it was mealtime, so the flight attendants were busy distributing food and drinks and didn't have time to pay special attention to Ye Chuyang. Later, after the meals were served, a kind flight attendant asked Ye Chuyang if she needed a blanket.
After receiving an affirmative answer, the flight attendant happily brought him two small blankets.
The cabin smelled of curry beef, and the children were chattering noisily. To their left sat a family of three: a young couple with a toddler of about six months old. The child started making a fuss as the plane took off.
Ye Chuyang, with his long arms and legs, was difficult to seat; he probably hadn't flown economy class in a long time. It's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.
"You insisted on coming along, now you regret it, don't you?" Shen Qingyuan teased him.
Night flights are different from day flights. Shen Qingyuan chose this flight mainly because of its convenient timing and low price.
Ye Chuyang gave one blanket to Shen Qingyuan, draped the other over himself, and groped under the blanket until he found Shen Qingyuan's hand and took it in his palm.
"I don't regret it."
Dying under a peony blossom is a romantic death, let alone taking a night flight. The hardships of filming are far greater than this.
Shen Qingyuan said, "I see there are still many empty seats in the back. I'll go sit in the back for a bit. You can lie down and rest." She was worried about his back.
“It’s alright,” he said, taking her hand and pulling her back to her seat. “It’s only three hours, we’ll be there soon.”
The cabin lights went out, and drowsiness crept in. Seeing that he had his eyes closed, Shen Qingyuan closed hers to rest as well. Their hands were clasped together under the blanket.
Not long after, the cabin was filled with the irregular, continuous cries of toddlers. Besides the toddler on the left, there was another toddler in the back half of the cabin. There were two!
The cries and screams rose and fell, one after another, like a blatant contest to see who could come up with the most elaborate antics and the loudest volume. It was as if they were demanding the attention of the entire cabin, and filled with anger, directed at the whole world.
The plane was turbulent, and Shen Qingyuan also felt uncomfortable due to the ear pressure. If adults felt uncomfortable, it was even more so for children. But this noise... was truly unbearable.
Ye Chuyang leaned close to her ear, eager for her help, "Dr. Chen, you doctors must have a knack for dealing with children, right?"
His breath was right next to her ear, tickling her. Shen Qingyuan was momentarily distracted, and after a few seconds she said, "Pediatricians are more skilled in this area. I'll learn from them next time."
He looks like a good student, eager to learn.
"Hmm, we can certainly learn from their experience." He seemed to have something else in mind, a smile playing on his lips. Then he thought, these annoying little things just won't stop until they drive you crazy.
The young couple were completely helpless with their toddler; they tried to soothe him for ages without success.
Ye Chuyang's seat was next to the aisle. He turned to them and said in a friendly manner, "Hello, do you need any help? I can hold the child for a while."
The new father was taken aback and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, usually the child's maternal grandmother takes care of her. This is the child's first time on an airplane, and she's not used to it."
"It's okay, it happens all the time. I've taken care of kids before, I know a few tricks."
Even though she was wearing a mask, Ye Chuyang still exuded a clean and kind aura. The new parents, probably quite distraught, thought they could try anything and actually entrusted their child to Ye Chuyang.
Shen Qingyuan was surprised that he would offer to take care of the child. Ye Chuyang taking care of children? That's quite novel.
His movements seemed quite practiced; he wrapped the baby's blanket tighter, held him in his arms, gently rocked him for a while, and even sang a few lines of a lullaby: "Little baby, little darling..."
Amazingly, the baby's crying subsided, though he still made some whimpering sounds. After soothing him for a while, the child actually fell asleep in his arms!
Once the child was asleep a little more soundly, Ye Chuyang handed her back, handling her with utmost care, as if she were holding a ticking time bomb.
The entire cabin, everyone, secretly and gently breathed a sigh of relief.
"I didn't expect you to be so good with kids," Shen Qingyuan whispered in his ear.
"I've worked with child actors while filming, and by holding them a lot, I've gradually gained experience."
Ye Chuyang raised the corners of his lips and looked at her smugly.
The plane arrived in Jicheng late at night, a time when everyone was exhausted. There was one advantage, though: there were only a few scattered fans at the airport waiting to greet him.
Shen Qingyuan consciously kept her distance from him, and only breathed a sigh of relief after getting into the taxi, saying, "Strange, how did they know you were on this flight?"
Ye Chuyang first gave the taxi driver an address, which the driver then entered into the navigation system.
Ye Chuyang: "It can be considered a gray industry, with some people specializing in reselling this information."
Shen Qingyuan: "..." This is not a behavior she can understand.
They are truly parasites, making a living by invading other people's privacy.
Ye Chuyang whispered, "I heard that some people even hire fans to greet them at the airport to create the illusion that they are popular."
Wow, what a bizarre and wonderful world.
"By the way, what address did you just give the master?"
You'll find out when you get there.
This upscale apartment is located on the East Third Ring Road, with convenient transportation. Staff regularly come to clean and maintain it. Ye Chuyang stays here for a few days when he works in Jicheng.
So when she entered, Shen Qingyuan didn't notice how dusty it was.
"You bought a house in Jicheng too?" Shen Qingyuan looked it over. The decor was very modern, spacious, elegant, comfortable, and spotless.
She had already visited the house Ye Chuyang bought for his parents in his hometown. It was a bit small, but this was Jicheng, and in such a prime location, every inch of land was incredibly valuable.
This question is actually unnecessary; given his net worth, there's really no need for him to rent a place.
"Bought it the year before last, made the biggest profit of my life." He went to the kitchen, grabbed two bottles of room temperature water, and turned on the central air conditioning. The default temperature was 23 degrees Celsius. Ye Chuyang thought for a moment and then turned it up a few degrees.
Ye Chuyang sat on the sofa in the living room and gestured for Shen Qingyuan to sit as well. He opened a bottle of mineral water for her to drink. The clock showed that it was already past midnight.
Shen Qingyuan didn't feel sleepy. She sat on the sofa opposite her and picked up a water bottle.
Ye Chuyang shook his head, then pointed to the seat next to him with a sly smile.
"here."
Suddenly, Shen Qingyuan realized that they were completely alone and no one else would bother them.
She was a little nervous, but she hid it well, slowly walked over, and sat down next to him.
"When I was in college, some of my classmates were already discussing buying a house in Jicheng. Back then, the housing prices in Jicheng were relatively cheap." He recalled the past with a touch of emotion. Most of his classmates who studied art came from wealthier families, so they could easily discuss the topic of buying a house.
But back then, how could a poor boy from a small town dare to dream of buying a house in a big city?
Student life was actually a bit better. Everyone had unrealistic dreams, thinking that they would get acting roles as soon as they graduated, from the third male lead to the first male lead, and if they were lucky, they would be handpicked by a famous director and maybe become an overnight sensation right after graduation.
Success and a girl you like—who doesn't want those when they're young? But if they could always come true, how could they be called dreams? Dreams, at their core, are still just dreams.
Ten years—success and the girl he liked both took ten years to achieve! Even a poor boy can have his day!
Suppressing his excitement, he suddenly leaned in, his nose very close to Shen Qingyuan's face.
Shen Qingyuan instinctively tried to back away, but he grabbed her arm and held her in place.
The last time she kissed him, it was incredibly bold; she still doesn't understand why. In relationships, she's usually not the proactive type. Especially at the beginning of a relationship, she's completely passive and slow to realize things.
Shen Qingyuan suddenly realized and began to blush.
Maybe… she'd just found out he'd been cheated on, so she felt a bit sorry for him. That's how she convinced herself. Yes, that must be it. She couldn't rush things. She had a vague, perhaps old-fashioned and rigid, timeline in mind: take it slow.
He felt his heart was beating erratically. He stayed up late, took night flights, and spent the night alone with the girl he liked in his own house. He was both exhausted and excited, and he really wore himself out.
If we keep going like this, we'll be exhausted!
She felt the atmosphere was a bit dangerous, and besides, she hadn't showered all day and night after running around.
“Come on, let me show you your room tonight.” He pulled her up from the sofa and led her to the master bedroom.
Shen Qingyuan breathed a small sigh of relief; Ye Chuyang was still a man of some sense.
Shen Qingyuan felt that this bedroom was more like a master bedroom, about 40 or 50 square meters, with a two-meter-wide bed, white sheets, and a white down comforter, soft and clean.
Is this the master bedroom?
Before her mind could process what was happening, her legs started moving first. "...Um, that's not really appropriate...I'll just stay in the second bedroom."
Ye Chuyang felt it was necessary to act like a rogue now.
"There's no second bedroom, just this one room." They were taking advantage of her not knowing the layout of the house.
"..."
"It's alright, everyone who comes to visit me stays in the master bedroom. That's my rule." The person was talking nonsense.
"They all...sleep in the master bedroom with you?"
The image that flashed through her mind was of a vast army, a cacophony of noise, men and women, all of whom had... squeezed into one bed with Ye Chuyang.
Oh right, I haven't asked Ye Chuyang how many girlfriends he's had besides Ning Xin... Xiao Chao said before that Brother Yang doesn't date and doesn't have a girlfriend, but the kid is still too naive. She and Ye Chuyang are getting together right under his nose, aren't they?
"Hehe, no trouble at all, I'll just sleep on the sofa." The over-aged girl unconsciously took two steps back, her eyes filled with fear.
"Alright, I won't tease you anymore." He pulled her back. "I'll stay in the guest room; you can have the master bedroom." If he hadn't been so tired and hadn't slept for more than a few hours, he wouldn't have let her off so easily. Hmph.
"..."
She still thought of him as a decent person, but when a decent person acts like a hooligan, he's incredibly lewd.
Before letting her in, Ye Chuyang pulled her into his arms and hugged her for a short while.
"There are new toothbrushes and towels in the sink drawer, and the water heater was just turned on, so it might be a while before there's hot water," he remembered.
If we keep dawdling, it'll be dawn soon.
Shen Qingyuan: "Okay. Good night! Thank you for taking me in."
After washing up and comfortably lying on the big bed, Shen Qingyuan suddenly wondered if they had been followed by paparazzi on their way back from the airport. What if the paparazzi were already waiting outside...?
This is something that could make it to the top of the entertainment news the next day. Couldn't she have argued that she was just asking for a place to stay, or that it would be better to leave now...? But she was too tired, her eyelids were drooping, and her legs felt like they were paralyzed. She was completely uncooperative.
Who cares...
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