Chapter 206 Familiar
Fashion Week opens in three days. During these three days, Xia Mian needs to meet with brands, try on the clothes they send for her to wear at Fashion Week, finalize her styling, prepare her personal outfits and jewelry for the after-party, and also go to the dermatologist to check her skin condition. She's been staying up late every night on set wearing makeup, and her skin is starting to become sensitive. Xia Mian can anticipate how busy she'll be.
So he didn't go to the company to find Zhao Wei, and went straight home.
This time, he didn't tell Zhou Pingchuan in advance either. When he saw his nanny car coming in, Uncle Li was a little caught off guard and quickly put on his reading glasses to go out and greet him: "Mr. Xia, why didn't you tell me about the itinerary in advance? I would have sent someone to pick you up."
"It's okay, we have a company."
"Have you had dinner yet? I'll have the kitchen prepare something," Uncle Li said warmly. "This must be the driver, come in and have some too."
The driver had been to Longxi with Xia Mian a few times. The usually carefree middle-aged man became unusually reserved as soon as he entered. He had driven for many celebrities, taken many people home, and entered countless luxury homes, but the feeling he got from Lao Qian and celebrities was completely different, worlds apart.
Driver: "No, it's almost time to go home. Thank you, sir."
The maid took Xia Mian's suitcase from the driver. Uncle Li told the driver to drive slowly on the way back. Xia Mian stood there, waving to the driver on the surface, but her eyes were actually fixed on the villa.
Dinner time has passed. Has Zhou Pingchuan returned yet?
If he came back, why didn't he come out and check on the loud conversation outside?
It's been over a month since they last saw each other after the Lantern Festival gala. Has Zhou Pingchuan... thought about him?
"Mr. Xia, what are you standing here for? Come inside quickly." Uncle Li instructed someone to guide the driver out, then turned around and saw his own master standing there.
The spring wind in the north is biting; if you blow it too much, you'll inevitably feel sore all over: "Come inside and warm up."
"Hmm..." Xia Mian asked casually, "Where is the master?"
"The gentleman had a meeting, and I heard it ended very late, so he didn't ask the kitchen to prepare a meal. You haven't told me yet whether you'd like to eat or not."
Xia Mian hesitated for a moment, then said, "Uncle Li, could you please have the kitchen make some porridge and stir-fry a couple of side dishes? I'll go find my husband to eat with me."
Uncle Li was happy to see his two masters getting close, the closer the better, ideally sticking together every day like conjoined twins, that would make him happy: "Okay, I'm going right now!"
The kitchen was very efficient. Except for the porridge, which needed to be cooked fresh, all the other dishes were just stir-fried. In about half an hour, they had prepared three dishes and a soup, along with fruit for dessert, all packed in a multi-layered insulated container.
Xia Mian: "By the way, Uncle Li, have any people come to visit the house recently?"
Uncle Li didn't know why he said that, but he still answered seriously, "No."
"Sir, has there been any unusual behavior?"
Oh, Uncle Li, I understand.
Mr. Xia is worried.
He smiled and said, "I go to get off work and come home, it's just a routine. I occasionally have social engagements, but I've never stayed out all night."
Perhaps the reminder from last time worked.
Xia Mian breathed a slight sigh of relief, grabbed the insulated box, and drove off.
The Kepler headquarters was crowded and noisy, so to avoid unnecessary trouble, Xia Mian wore a hat and mask, but not sunglasses, so that the security guard wouldn't let her in.
But being wrapped up like that also made him look like a desperate criminal. The security guard stopped him: "Who are you looking for? We're closed for the day."
“Ahem,” Xia Mian pulled down her mask, “It’s me, Xia Mian.”
Summer hibernation? The gatekeeper had never heard of it, but the young man was quite handsome.
Surely a handsome guy like that wouldn't do anything illegal?
The security guard opened his mouth, intending to ask a few more questions. At that moment, the receptionist realized what was happening and quickly pulled him back: "Let her through! This is our boss's wife!"
aestivation:"......"
Damn boss lady!
The security guard was startled and quickly opened the gate. The receptionist hurriedly said, "Boss, Mr. Zhou has a meeting. I'll have his assistant send someone down to pick you up."
“No need, I can go up by myself,” Xia Mian paused, then added, “There’s no need to tell Mr. Zhou either.”
The receptionist was very quick-witted and stood at attention, saying, "Okay, I got it."
Summer has a good memory; having only been there once, she already knows the Kepler office building like the back of her hand.
He skillfully found Zhou Pingchuan's office, but the door was locked, so Zhou Pingchuan shouldn't be there. However, Yu Heng had told him the password last time, so he entered the numbers, successfully opened the door, placed the lunchbox on the desk, and began to plan his lines when he met Zhou Pingchuan later.
He wanted to give Zhou Pingchuan a surprise.
Shout "Supreme!"
No, it's not a birthday celebration, the context is inappropriate.
He said, "Surprised? I'm back!"
Zhou Pingchuan probably won't be emotionally affected by this.
Or, to put it more coolly: "Hey, I've brought you your food."
It also makes him look like a simp.
Xia Mian lay on the table, lost in thought, and suddenly felt sleepy. The scene he filmed that morning had been too traumatic, leaving him in a low mood all day.
He yawned and remembered there was a small room in the office.
Since we're already waiting anyway, we might as well rest for a while.
To create a surprise, Xia Mian brought the lunchbox into the cabin as well.
The bed in the cabin seemed to have some kind of magic; as soon as the light was turned off, he drifted off to sleep and had another dream.
In the dream, Zhou Pingchuan dragged his tired body back to the office. Seeing him, a smile finally appeared on his weary face. They happily shared dinner, then ate oranges, waiting for Zhou Pingchuan to finish the last bit of work before going home hand in hand.
It was an ordinary yet beautiful dream, so much so that when the light seeping through the crack in the door woke him up, the person who usually loved to stay in bed jumped up with a jolt, eagerly waiting for the dream to come true.
Xia Mian put on her shoes and crouched by the door. She planned to wait until Zhou Pingchuan sat down before jumping out with the lunchbox.
"Tap tap, tap tap—" He listened to the footsteps outside. The sounds overlapped, indicating that someone must have come in with Zhou Pingchuan. He decided to wait for that person to leave first.
"Mr. Jay, are you feeling unwell? You don't look well."
At that moment, another person spoke, and upon hearing his voice, Xia Mian's mind went blank!
Xia Mingzhao......
It's Xia Mingzhao's voice!
How did he end up in Kepler?
"I'm fine," Zhou Pingchuan said in his usual low voice.
"You didn't eat dinner tonight, did you? I'll get you a cup of hot water. Drinking some hot water will make your stomach feel better."
Then came the sound of someone taking a cup and the sound of water flowing from the water dispenser.
Zhou Pingchuan did not refuse.
"Thank you," he said, taking the water glass. "It's getting late, you should go home now."
Xia Mingzhao said, "I'm not in a hurry. Anyway, A-Ting hasn't gone back yet. I'll help you out, and we can hitch a ride later. It'll be much easier than driving back by myself."
Pour in hot water.
To assist.
Hitchhiking.
Xia Mian tightened her grip on the lunchbox handle. So... they've become that familiar already?
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