Chapter 185 Let's Try
When he entered, Zhou Pingchuan did not turn on the lights. These words, spoken in the night, made even the pitch-black darkness seem thicker, making it impossible to think or breathe.
Xia Mian swallowed hard, opened her mouth, and found her throat was still dry and hoarse. She simply sat up halfway and asked, puzzled, "What does it mean to accept someone's affection?"
“Xia Mian,” Zhou Pingchuan cupped his upturned face, “I want to try it with you.”
"...How do I try it?"
"I don't want to be a fake couple with you anymore. I want to be a harmonious and loving couple with you for a lifetime. Do you understand?"
Xia Mian looked bewildered.
“Okay, let me be clearer. I want to eat three meals a day with you, experience all four seasons with you, hug you, kiss you, make love to you, and see your deep eyes every day. Summer hibernation,” he pinched the boy’s chin, forcing him to look at him, “I’m moving closer to you too, can you feel it?”
Xia Mian could certainly sense Zhou Pingchuan's recent changes. He was too high-profile, so high-profile that Xia Mian had to constantly try to reassure herself.
Strangely, whether the brainwashing was too successful or not, he didn't seem very happy to hear these things.
He loved Zhou Pingchuan, and had always loved him. When he first realized his feelings, he wanted to possess him constantly, using every means at his disposal, even resorting to seduction.
Now, his affection is more like a one-way glass. He longs to see Zhou Pingchuan, but he doesn't care whether Zhou Pingchuan can see him or not. He even hopes that this one-way glass will exist forever and never disappear.
Having someone outstanding to strive for is great, but as for a romantic relationship, forget it. Like I said, don't force a relationship if your personalities clash.
He remembered his mother's words and didn't want to repeat the same mistake; he was already sober as could be.
But who is Zhou Pingchuan? He is assertive, decisive, and someone who has clearly stated that he "doesn't like" someone, yet still tries every means to get him.
If they disagree, Zhou Pingchuan will not give up easily.
Let's just agree to it for now. Marriage is like this anyway; maintaining a semblance of harmony is better than living in misery every day.
“Okay,” Xia Mian said, “I’ll give it a try.”
Night had fallen, and the villa area was as quiet as a lightly falling snowflake. Xia Mian's monotone words reached Zhou Pingchuan's ears, and her indifferent expression met his eyes. Zhou Pingchuan reached out, but couldn't grasp Xia Mian's hand.
Like a snowflake that slips through your fingers, falling softly.
Something is on the verge of getting out of control.
***
On the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, lanterns and decorations were everywhere, and the neon lights were changed to a festive red. There were also more pedestrians coming and going on the streets, carrying large and small bags, lingering in the shopping malls in order to have a good New Year.
Before transmigrating into the book, the Xia family had a housekeeper in charge of purchasing, so the owner didn't have to worry about daily necessities. Even after transmigrating, it remained the same. However, every Chinese New Year, Xia Mian still liked to go grocery shopping with her mother. This most important festival in the hearts of Chinese people needed a bit of ritual to truly feel special.
He woke up in the morning, wearing his fluffy Winnie the Pooh pajamas, and leaned against the window, looking around. Zhou Pingchuan, while fastening his cufflinks, kept his gaze fixed on his round bottom: "What are you looking for?"
Are there any large supermarkets nearby?
"No, wait until I finish my meeting."
"?"
Zhou Pingchuan: "I'll take you there."
Xia Mian thought to herself that it wasn't necessary, but then nodded, remembering last night.
Zhou Pingchuan walked up behind him and kissed the top of his equally fluffy head: "Wait for my news."
During filming in Yunshan, the renovation of the dressing room in Building 13 of Longxi was fully completed. The two floors were combined, creating a space of over a kilometer. The billion-dollar dowry that caused a sensation online, along with the clothes, shoes, figurines, and other miscellaneous trinkets that Xia Mian casually bought, were all neatly organized. The clothes were also hung in the corresponding wardrobes according to their material, function, and whether they were high-end or not. No matter how bad your mood was, walking around the entire wardrobe would brighten your day.
Because he's been busy, Xia Mian hasn't been shopping lately. Luckily, Uncle Li is very thoughtful and bought him four sets of red clothes according to his size, including casual suits and cotton-padded jackets, which will be just right for the holidays.
Xia Mian found the clothes she would wear tomorrow and hung them in the ironing room, where the maid would come and take care of them. Then she went to Uncle Li to confirm the tablecloth, tableware, cut flowers, and so on for tomorrow. By the time she finished all this, it was already noon.
He glanced toward the garage and immediately felt like the kind of woman waiting for her husband to come home from get off work, standing at the door, her eyes filled with longing.
Fortunately, her "husband" didn't keep him waiting too long. Zhou Pingchuan called and said he would be there in five minutes.
Xia Mian hurriedly went to change his clothes, only to realize afterward that he had been busy all morning and had forgotten to do his hair. He hadn't dried his hair after showering last night and had rolled around on the pillow all night, so his head was a mess, like a scraggly doll raised by Chestnut.
But he wasn't in the habit of being late, so he had to wear a hat and mask to cover up his ugliness and disguise himself.
Today, Zhou Pingchuan didn't use the Phantom; he opted for a Bentley with a larger trunk.
Xia Mian opened the back door and was about to get in when she suddenly noticed Zhou Pingchuan in the driver's seat. She paused, then moved to the passenger seat: "Where's Uncle Wang? Did he go back to his hometown?"
Uncle Wang was Zhou Pingchuan's driver.
“Let him rest. It’s just the two of us today,” Zhou Pingchuan said, glancing sideways. “You and me.”
This looks just like the young couple going shopping before the New Year. Xia Mian covered her cheek and said, "Oh. Next time you go out, tell me earlier so I can fix my hair. It looks terrible."
"Not ugly, very cute."
"Tch, people only call someone cute when they have nothing else to compliment." Xia Mian ignored him and started planning what to buy later in her notes.
Zhou Pingchuan took him to the largest boutique supermarket in the area. It was the eve of the Lunar New Year, the busiest time of the year, and the sea of people made him dizzy.
At this critical moment, shopping carts were in high demand and had to be grabbed. Since Zhou Pingchuan had difficulty walking, Xia Mian told him to wait to the side while she followed the flow of people into the circle. She was accidentally bumped into by two girls pushing shopping carts.
The strange thing is that the two girls not only didn't apologize, but instead got together and started complaining about him: "What kind of person is he? Doesn't he even watch where he's walking?"
"Wearing sunglasses and a hat in the dead of winter, he must be an ugly guy!"
"Forget it, it's almost Chinese New Year, I won't stoop to the lady's level," Xia Mian pretended not to hear.
As the stroller came out, coincidentally, the two girls were whispering to Zhou Pingchuan, who was standing not far away. This time, they probably weren't swearing; their eyes were bright, their cheeks were flushed, and they were likely shouting "Ahhh, he's so handsome!" incessantly.
To be honest, Zhou Pingchuan is indeed very pleasing to the eye.
To make it to the bustling city, he shed his formal dark attire and donned a light blue, mid-length overcoat with a beige cashmere sweater underneath. With broad shoulders, long legs, and a high-bridged nose, he was so striking that just standing there made one dizzy.
Xia Mian recalled how he had tempted her to fall into depravity time and time again.
She's like a succubus who appears serious on the surface but is actually lewd on the inside.
At that moment, the succubus began to exude his damn charm again. The two girls whispered for a while, but finally couldn't resist and pulled each other up to Zhou Pingchuan: "Hi, can we add each other on WeChat?"
Zhou Pingchuan didn't bother to speak and shook his head.
“We just want to be friends with you, that’s all, and we won’t bother you,” the girls said again.
Zhou Pingchuan showed a hint of impatience.
Oh dear, they've even tried to steal his girlfriend! Xia Mian couldn't just sit idly by. Pushing her shopping cart, she forcefully cut in between the two sides. The girls were forced to retreat, cursing and swearing.
Xia Mian completely ignored them and whistled flippantly at Zhou Pingchuan: "Hey, handsome, good afternoon, wanna hang out?"
Huh? That ugly guy is really dreaming! The two girls were dumbfounded.
To everyone's surprise, the incredibly handsome man didn't refuse. He smiled like melting spring water and said in an ambiguous tone, "Let's go."
......Depend on!
Sleeping with a handsome guy is so easy!
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