CH 12

Good news! We’ve finally caught up to the releases for proofreading. It takes a while to proofread since the editor makes changes and then I finalize any changes as well. So there’s basically 2 people editing!

More good news, I’ve fully translated the novel, all the way until the extras, so you can be rest assured that the novel will be fully translated! It took me 4 straight days of translating, pachi pachi, thank you for the applause.

I also realized I wasn’t translating the chapter titles so I went ahead and quickly did that.

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After Shao Cixin was confused by the care of the goddess, she finally picked out the rings.

The pair of wedding rings she chose were chic and novel, generous and exquisite, and very consistent with Wen Zhihan’s aesthetics.

The two liked them at first sight.

After choosing the wedding rings, they went to dinner.

Sitting in the car, Shao Cixin took out the wedding ring and examined it carefully.

The wedding ring in her previous life meant a lot to her, containing her fervent hopes for marriage and her lover.

But this life’s wedding ring is so light in her hand that it’s like a feather, without any meaning, just a piece of jewelry.

There is no proposal.

There is no passionate love.

It’s very plain, and it’s also very natural. At least she won’t feel suffocated when she is with Wen Zhihan.

So she put on the ring calmly, adding a touch of color to herself for this moment and for her future self.

She will not stop, she will continue to work hard, and get more glory.

Only children have to make choices: Queen of Film, Queen of Screen, and other honors. She wants them all.

Only by walking far and standing tall can we have the confidence to face everything.

She was satisfied with her own hands, and when she raised her eyes again, she found that Wen Zhihan had put on the ring without knowing when.

The right size, unique and novel design style, worn on Wen Zhihan’s jade-like fingers, perfect as if this ring was born for her.

“It looks good,” Shao Cixin didn’t spare her praise, “it’s very beautiful.”

The hand is beautiful.

The ring is beautiful.

The person is also beautiful.

Beautiful things that can’t be controlled or claimed as their own.

“Thank you,” Wen Zhihan said, “you look beautiful when you wear it too.”

Shao Cixin looked at the ring on Wen Zhihan’s hand, and suddenly a subtle feeling came to her heart.

This pair of rings suddenly gained new meaning.

They are no longer strangers on the same road, they are each other’s wives, they are inseparable parts of each other.

Yes, inseparable.

Isn’t their marriage designed to make the interests of the two families inseparable?

Shao Cixin raised her eyes to Wen Zhihan.

But with this person’s existence, this cold transaction also has a few gentle moments.

She was satisfied with this marriage without love.

She suppressed her thoughts and asked, “What are we going to eat?”

Wen Zhihan had no idea, and she had no idea either.

In the end, the two decided to drive on the road first, and eat whatever they saw.

Wen Yu finally found out that Shao Cixin and Wen Zhihan got married because their two families had entered into an alliance.

She couldn’t understand how two families who were at each other’s throats could enter into an alliance, and she didn’t understand why Wen Zhihan would help the Shao family.

She was just a little curious.

Why didn’t Shao Cixin come to her for help, and instead turned around and got married to Wen Zhihan?

Wasn’t Shao Cixin the one who liked her the most, wasn’t Shao Cixin the one who loved her to the point of obsession?

Sitting at home, she thought back to the times when Shao Cixin had looked at her so obediently, and then she thought of the screenshot that Wen Zhihan had sent her.

The Shao Cixin in the screenshot was clearly different from the Shao Cixin she knew.

How could such an obedient person send her that kind of meme, directed at her, the one she liked so much?

The more she thought about it, the more something felt off.

Shao Cixin… was she really not forced into this?

When Wen Zhihan returned to the Wen family home, she was definitely going to ask her what she was up to!

The two of them had steak for dinner.

Since they were wearing wedding rings, the waiter naturally assumed that they were a couple and used “your wife” to address Wen Zhihan when taking their order.

Although they weren’t used to it, neither of them corrected him, and they calmly accepted this change in identity as they ate their first meal together as husband and wife.

After dinner, Wen Zhihan sent Shao Cixin home as promised.

There were no parking spots nearby, so he parked the car in a quiet place that required passing through a small path lit only by streetlights and shadows.

Shao Cixin was afraid that it would be unsafe for Wen Zhihan to go to the car alone, so she put on her hat and followed her.

Around her, it was quiet and only the sound of her heels hitting the ground could be heard.

Wen Zhihan said, “Let’s get the marriage certificate in two days.”

Shao Cixin had no objection: “All right, listen to you.”

She really was willing to listen to Wen Zhihan.

After all, they were just going through the motions. Who decided when and how to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau, it was all the same to her.

When she enters the film crew, the two people will naturally see each other less, and no one has to deal with anyone. It would be no different from being single.

Shao Cixin’s heels were higher today, and she couldn’t walk quickly.

So Wen Zhihan slowed down and waited for her to catch up. He also didn’t forget to warmly remind her, “Walk slowly and be careful.”

Shao Cixin didn’t care.

As an actress who often needs to wear high heels to attend various occasions, she believes that she has long been skilled in all kinds of high heels and will never be broken in any high heels!

“Rest assured, I Shao will never fall–ah!”

Wen Zhihan turned around instinctively to catch her.

Shao Cixin fell into her arms.

A small stone rolled away from the red sole cheerfully.

At that moment, the air was unprecedentedly awkward.

Shao Cixin was silent for a moment, raised her eyes calmly and spit out two words: “Accident.”

If it wasn’t for this stone, she would still be the fashionable Shao Cixin!

Wen Zhihan didn’t answer immediately.

They looked at each other.

Shao Cixin finally reacted–they were too close.

Under the white street light, their shadows were stretched, like they were fused together.

Shao Cixin could see the bright light shining in Wen Zhihan’s blue eyes, as beautiful as stars falling into the deep sea.

Her eyes were more beautiful than any jewel she had ever seen.

She was so captivated that she forgot to move for a moment.

Wen Zhihan did not speak, nor did she push her away.

They held each other’s hands and saw only each other.

The autumn wind blew through the leaves and brushed against their shadows, quietly falling by their ears.

After a few seconds, Shao Cixin finally came back to her senses.

As an actor, she suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar.

– Isn’t this just a cliché in idol dramas!

In these clichés, the protagonists always have physical contact with each other because of various accidents.

Every time this happens, no matter what the sexual orientation of the characters are, the two protagonists will start to look deeply into each other’s eyes, and then a sweet background music will sound, trying to make the atmosphere stronger.

She’s too familiar with this setting.

But now the atmosphere is inexplicably awkward, she has to do something to get past this script.

Wen Zhihan didn’t expect Shao Cixin would really fall…

She looked at Shao Cixin’s feet and was about to say something. Then Shao Cixin suddenly hummed a song–pure music, without words.

Wen Zhihan, who was interrupted in her speaking skill, said, “?”

She expressed her deep incomprehension: “What are you doing?”

Shao Cixin was sincere: “I’m moving my mouth to match the BGM and adjust the atmosphere.”

Wen Zhihan, “?”

Shao Cixin: “Because in TV dramas, when the protagonists look at each other, there will be a sweet background music, I feel that we are now quite suitable for this situation. How about it, with music, isn’t it much better? The atmosphere is not so awkward?”

Wen Zhihan was stunned, and then laughed softly.

Why are there so many imaginative things in her head?

Wen Zhihan asked with a smile and some speechlessness: “Are we the protagonists?”

“Of course,” Shao Cixin stood up and brushed her hair, and said, “I am the female protagonist!”

She was full of vanity and turned to look at Wen Zhihan.

I saw that Wen Zhihan’s eyes were full of smiles, and she quietly watched her brilliant appearance.

After a while, her hand lightly fell on her head and stroked it tenderly and softly.

“But I’m not.” Wen Zhihan said so.