CH 42

Shao Cixin lay on her bed, her thoughts running for a while before they stopped.

The departure of Wen Zhihan, who had been living with her for a few days, made her feel reluctant to part with her, which was understandable.

Even if it was not Wen Zhihan, if another friend she had a good relationship with lived with her, she would still feel reluctant to part with them.

It was nothing out of the ordinary.

She got up to shower, not taking this matter to heart.

The Lunar New Year was coming in early February.

Filming would be wrapped up within this month, and she had to prepare for various recordings and events when she returned to Feng City. Only during the New Year would she truly have some downtime.

After the New Year, she arranged for Rong Ya to schedule acting classes for her, planning to continue learning and expanding her knowledge reserves as Wen Zhihan had suggested.

As for acting, she would not accept it if there was no good script. Improving her acting skills was important; otherwise, she would just be fooling the audience.

Busy schedule, a fulfilling career, she had no time to think about love and romance.

Shao Cixin’s relationship with Zhou Hong had improved significantly, and they were willing to sit down and exchange their insights on acting.

During their discussions, Zhou Hong discovered something: Shao Cixin was a fast learner.

For things that Zhou Yi taught her, she had to spend several days digesting.

During the last New Year’s Day when she went home, Zhou Yi was there to help her digest, so the effect was significant.

However, Shao Cixin was different, she could digest all of the teachings within one or two days, and even on the spot, at a shocking speed.

Zhou Hong: “…

“I’m furious, Shao Cixin, how do you learn so quickly?”

Shao Cixin replied calmly: “That’s naturally because Mrs. Zhou is a good teacher.”

Zhou Hong: “?”

Shao Cixin nodded calmly, giving her an affirming look.

Zhou Hong: “…”

Alright, those words were pleasing to the ears.

She was temporarily not angry anymore.

Shao Cixin was good at provoking people and coaxing people, depending on how she wanted to use it.

Zhou Hong was willing to give her full support, and she wouldn’t be ungrateful and confront her. Now, Zhou Hong even looked somewhat pleasing to the eye.

However, their interaction pattern hadn’t changed much.

Zhou Hong couldn’t help but make a snide comment here and there, she wouldn’t be happy if she didn’t act like a ying-yan master.

But Shao Cixin rarely fired back, only occasionally giving a lukewarm retort, other than that, she did nothing.

In this way, with the exclusive guidance of Zhou Hong, a film emperor’s teaching, and the help of Long Hui, Shao Cixin’s acting skills were taken to a new level, delivering a performance that satisfied Long Hui.

The filming of “General” also went smoothly, gradually ending.

Shao Cixin filmed peacefully, undisturbed.

This reminded her of someone — Wen Yu.

In the past few months, Wen Yu had never appeared in front of her, her presence was so low that she almost forgot about her existence.

But this instead made her extremely curious.

Wen Yu always insisted she wouldn’t give up on her, and did so many self-satisfying things. Yet, with her self-willed character, she managed to refrain from causing a stir during her filming months and acted properly.

Even the frequency of her messages to her on WeChat had noticeably decreased.

It had to be said, this was too miraculous!

If Wen Yu hadn’t reincarnated, Shao Cixin would have assumed that Wen Yu had cooled off, and decided to give up on her. She wouldn’t be bothered to wonder what she was doing.

However, the reality made her unable to ignore Wen Yu’s existence and she couldn’t help but wonder what she was up to.

Had she realized that she shouldn’t disturb her work?

Or did she have ulterior motives?

Or was there something hindering her usual shenanigans[1]?

Shao Cixin picked up her phone, intending to ask Wen Zhihan, her older sister, what was happening.

After thinking about it, she put down her phone again, turning her head to pick up her script.

Nevermind, Wen Yu was not worth her time during filming. She would deal with it after returning to Feng City.

Feng City, Guanglan Investments.

Bright daylight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, filling the entire office.

Wen Zhihan stood by the window, silently gazing at the scenery outside. Like a delicate veil of feathers, the brilliant light gently shrouded her, creating an ethereal and dreamy picture.

Apart from her, there were a man and a woman in the room.

The woman sitting on the sofa had hair cascading down like a waterfall, with a refined appearance and bright, expressive eyes, cheeky yet adorable.

Xu Zhouzhou, Wen Zhihan’s childhood friend.

She took a sip of tea, slowly raising her eyes to look at the man standing in front of the bookshelf, “Jiang Yanqing, what are you doing again?”

“Just browsing,” Jiang Yanqing casually took a book from the shelf, flipping through it delicately while asking curiously, “Old Wen, do you read all these books?”

Wen Zhihan turned to look at him.

Jiang Yanqing closed the book and waved it a bit, “Has our President Wen finished reading all these books on this shelf?”

Wen Zhihan nodded, smiling warmly, “Maintaining a reading habit is a good thing.”

Hearing this, Jiang Yanqing couldn’t help but shiver, returning the book: “I can’t take in so many books, I’m really scared of you good students.”

The three of them were from the same high school.

Back in the day, he and his friends had been caught by Wen Zhihan, the head of the disciplinary inspection department, right at the school gate, surrounded by Wen’s bodyguards.

If he hadn’t been in the wrong then, and if his family hadn’t taken her side, he would have hired bodyguards to confront Wen Zhihan!

“Hey, I have a few new books that were given by others, I’ll send them to you later, it’s a waste to keep them with me,” Jiang Yanqing said.

“Alright,” Wen Zhihan didn’t refuse, “Thank you, Mr. Jiang.”

Jiang Yanqing: “No problem, no problem.”

He was restless, unable to stay seated, after browsing the bookshelf, he turned to look at something else.

He set her eyes on Wen Zhihan’s office desk.

A computer, a pen holder, documents, a small pot of green plants, and… a small jar containing chocolates.

“Do you also snack?” Jiang Yanqing reached out to grab it, “Let me try one, I will replace it for you later.”

In fact, he was just saying it, Wen Zhihan wouldn’t really ask him to replace it.

Their relationship was good, and Wen Zhihan was generous, what was a piece of chocolate?

“Put it down.”

He suddenly heard Wen Zhihan say.

“Don’t touch this jar.”

“?”

Jiang Yanqing obediently put the thing down, then looked at Wen Zhihan with a puzzled face, “Wow, Wen Zhihan, you’ve changed, not even giving me a little snack.”

Wen Zhihan didn’t change her expression, nodding towards Xu Zhouzhou, “Zhouzhou, control your man.”

Xu Zhouzhou made an “OK” gesture, pulling Jiang Yanqing back to her side, “Alright, alright, stay put.”

Wen Zhihan walked to the desk and put the small jar back in its place, inside were chocolates wrapped in foil.

They were given by Shao Cixin.

“If you want to eat, ask Zhouzhou to buy it for you,” Wen Zhihan turned around and said, “it’s the same.”

“?”

Jiang Yanqing felt that something was off, her words seemed to have hidden implications.

After thinking about it, he finally said sorrowfully, “Old Wen, you’ve become stingy after getting married.

“I haven’t become stingy, my Zhouzhou hasn’t either!”

Upon hearing this, Xu Zhouzhou hugged him, lovingly stroking his head, “Baby, you’re so cute.”

Jiang Yanqing: “Really? How am I cute?”

Xu Zhouzhou: “Cute because you’re stupid.”

Jiang Yanqing: “?”

On January 25th, the entire crew of “General” wrapped up filming.

Group photos, flowers, and New Year’s greetings, the whole crew was immersed in the festive atmosphere of the upcoming Lunar New Year.

Shao Cixin stuck it out to the very end. After the wrap party, she said goodbye to everyone and immediately followed Rong Ya to the car to head to the airport and return to Feng City.

Once in the car, Rong Ya patted her, “You’ve worked hard.”

Knowing that she had finished filming, she had flown over specifically to pick her up and bring her back. She couldn’t be kinder to her.

Shao Cixin yawned, her eyes welling with tears, “It’s my duty.”

Rong Ya nodded, and then began to tell her the schedule for the next few days.

In short, it was one word: Busy.

However, after the busyness, she would be able to have a leisurely Lunar New Year.

“I’ve found a teacher for your acting lessons,” Rong Ya said, “You can start your classes anytime after the New Year.”

Shao Cixin nodded.

Looking at the retreating cityscape outside the window, she yawned again, suddenly remembering something very important.

“By the way, I’ll be living with Wen Zhihan from now on. From now on, you guys can just pick me up from her place.”

Rong Ya was taken aback, “What’s this about?”

Why was she living with Wen Zhihan after just a few months of joining the crew?

Did something happen during this period that she didn’t keep up with?

Shao Cixin said matter-of-factly, “We’re each other’s wives, of course we should live together.”

Rong Ya looked at her skeptically, “How did you suddenly come to this realization? You’re not actually…?”

At this, Lin Mumo also turned back curiously.

Shao Cixin suddenly turned to look at Rong Ya, her brow furrowed, looking seriously at her, “What are you talking about? I won’t allow you to tarnish our pure and kind-hearted President Wen with your dirty emotions!

“If there’s a next time, I will cut off contact with you for three minutes!”

Rong Ya: “……”

Lin Mumo: “……”

Rong Ya sighed and turned away, “I was overthinking.”

She suddenly felt that maintaining this way was pretty good.

With Shao Cixin’s bizarre and unrestrained attitude… she wouldn’t be the type Wen Zhihan liked no matter how she thought about it.

So it’s better for Shao Cixin not to get emotionally attached, lest she get rejected, hurt, and make the relationship between the two families awkward.

There was silence in the car for a while.

A moment later, Rong Ya asked, “So, where should we drop you off when we get back?”

“Back to my place,” Shao Cixin said, “I need to pack some things before moving.”

“Alright, just let us know if you need help. We can come over to help you.”

“Mhm, thanks.”

“What are you thanking us for? We’re all family here.”

Looking at the night view outside the window, Shao Cixin suddenly remembered an important thing.

— There was no guest bedroom at Wen Zhihan’s house.

There were three rooms in Wen Zhihan’s house.

One master bedroom, the rest had been turned into a study and a dressing room.

Without a guest bedroom, where was she supposed to sleep?!

People always have some territorial consciousness. The bedroom is a private space, and aside from “meetings,” Shao Cixin didn’t think she should barge in.

After all, they were in a sham marriage and didn’t need to share a bed every night.

Maintaining a distance and respecting each other’s personal space were basic courtesies she still maintained.

Thinking of this, she took out her phone to message Wen Zhihan.

[Shao Cixin]: We agreed on cohabitation, didn’t we? So I have a question now

Wen Zhihan responded quickly.

Seeing that she was online, Shao Cixin felt relieved and continued typing.

[Shao Cixin]: When I move into your house, where will I sleep?

As a result, Wen Zhihan threw back a question: [What do you think?]

Shao Cixin stared at the message, deep in thought.

She seemed to remember there was a second bed in Wen Zhihan’s house…

[Shao Cixin]: Got it

She made a bold guess and typed a line.

[Shao Cixin]: You want me to sleep in the study

[Wen Zhihan]: ?