Liang Che felt he couldn’t continue to work tonight. So after the meal, he went upstairs together with Ming Shu.
“Which is your floor?”
“Eighth.”
“Floor eight…” Ming Shu pressed the eight, then pressed the button of her floor.
Liang Che looked at it, staying calm and collected.
It was quiet in the elevator, and Ming Shu put her hand on the handrail casually.
There was no hiding from the mirrors.
Ding—
It was the eighth floor. Liang Che paused for a second and lifted his foot to leave. “Next time you go out, remember to disguise yourself a little.”
Ming Shu asked back, “Why should I disguise myself when I look so good?”
Beauty was for others to see.
Not just for herself to appreciate, okay?!
Liang Che: “…”
Liang Che gave up.
“Alas.” Ming Shu reached out to block the elevator doors that were about to be closed. “Young brother, what’s your phone number?”
Liang Che watched the elevator close. The figure above flashed with light and stopped on the 15th floor.
He lowered his eyes and looked down at the number on the screen, feeling slightly complicated.
He turned off the screen.
Returning to the room, he took out his phone again, staring at the number for a long time.
As if there was something special about it.
After a long time, he slid his fingers and saved the number into his contacts.
The moment the phone went off, if you noticed it, the name Wen Di was the only person in the contact list.
After taking a bath, Liang Che came out to export today’s photos onto the computer. He made some selections, matched them with written articles, then sent them to the studio.
He closed the computer and rubbed between his eyes.
Lying on the bed, he tossed and turned and just couldn’t fall asleep.
He touched his phone with his finger. After hesitating for a while, he turned on the phone and logged in to Weibo.
She posted a moment ten minutes ago.
[Wen Di V: Don’t stare at me all day long. The entertainment industry is a big circle, you should pay attention to more of us instead of just focusing on me! I’ll become shy if you spoil me so much.]
Liang Che couldn’t help laughing.
But reading the comments below, he then couldn’t help frowning.
Liang Che exited Weibo and logged in to his working account.
[Liang: Check the news about Wen Di, find out if it’s true.]
[A Good Infection of the Wicked: Brother Liang, I thought you didn’t want us to follow her, but now you’ve changed your mind?]
[Liang: No, just figure out the truth.]
[A Good Infection of the Wicked: …Okay.]
[Liang: I have something to ask you.]
[A Good Infection of the Wicked: Okay, just ask, Brother Liang.]
But Liang Che remained silent for a long time.
[A Good Infection of the Wicked: ???]
[A Good Infection of the Wicked: Brother Liang, what do you want to ask?]
[Liang: Nothing.]
[A Good Infection of the Wicked: ??]
Liang Che put down his phone and still couldn’t sleep. He changed clothes, left the room, and decided to go downstairs to walk around.
All was quiet in the dead of night and there was no one around.
The night wind brought a chill as he walked on aimlessly. Without knowing where he had arrived, Liang Che found a place to sit down in the end.
Liang Che did not know how long he’d been sitting there when he heard some faint voices.
As he got up to leave, he caught the name Wen Di.
Ming Shu was awakened by the doorbell. She turned in bed several times, but the ringing showed no sign of stopping, so she reluctantly went to open the door.
“Who is it…”
Ming Shu saw the person standing outside, and her thoughts drifted back slightly.
“Young brother, you knock on my door at midnight, are you trying to offer yourself to me?”
Liang Che had an impulse to leave immediately.
“Can I come in?”
Ming Shu smiled. “Okay.”
Liang Che looked around from outside first, seemingly to confirm nothing was abnormal, then went in.
Ming Shu’s room was messy, with clothes and snacks taking up half the space.
“What did you come for?” Ming Shu sat down beside the bed and sized him up openly. “You’re not really going to offer yourself in the middle of the night, are you?”
Her hair was messed up, her eyes were sleepy, and she looked so adorable in such a condition.
The nightdress covered only her thighs, revealing her long, white legs.
She was still gorgeous after getting rid of those costumes.
Liang Che fixed his line of sight in the void, passed over a recording pen, and said lightly, “Listen to this for yourself.”
Ming Shu was a little suspicious and took the recording pen.
A man and a woman’s conversation came from the recording pen.
Female: “…Relax… She’ll be fine. Just scare her.”
Male: “Really… Is that okay?”
Female: “There’s an air cushion down there… “
Male: “And then what… “
Female: “Then you can… Just say something broke down, and anyway, such a situation has happened before… The risk is… “
The two spoke in low tones. Liang Che seemed a little far away from them, and the recorded content was not very clear.
The woman’s voice was Hu Xin.
But the man’s voice was strange.
Hu Xin planned to make her fall directly when filming tomorrow?
Was it so exciting?
Scare me to death!
She couldn’t beat me, so that was what she’s been up to?
“Are you okay?” Liang Che gave her a look. “Do you need me to call the police?”
“How do you call the police only based on a recording?”
Liang Che was silent. It didn’t help to call the police, indeed. The recording could be used as evidence, but as long as they didn’t admit it, or they said they were not talking about the same thing as others may think, there would be nothing you could do to them.
Ming Shu returned the recording pen to him with a light smile in her eyes. “Thanks for warning me, Brother, I’ll solve the problem myself.”
Liang Che felt that his specially coming to warn her had already gone beyond his normal behavior.
So hearing this, he nodded and reached out to grab the end of the recording pen, trying to get it back.
But Ming Shu didn’t release her hold on the other end.
Liang Che looked at her confusedly.
Ming Shu smiled at him and released her hand, but then grabbed his wrist.
Her fingers were warm. Liang Che’s heartbeat stopped, then sped up quickly.
Pengpengpeng—
His heart was pounding.
And his blood was flowing.
The pressure on his wrist increased.
Ming Shu pulled him to her.
Liang Che lost his balance and the two fell on the bed.
His hand touched her waist, and even through the cloth, he seemed to feel her delicate skin.
“You…”
Ming Shu pinched his chin and stopped the following words in his throat.
Liang Che widened his eyes slightly. His pupils reflected her face, so white and delicate that you could hardly see the pores.
Her aroma was even more obvious when she leaned over to kiss his lips. Hers were just as soft as cotton.
Liang Che felt dizzy, not knowing where he was.
About ten seconds later…
He pushed Ming Shu away in a panic and staggered to his feet. His ears, hidden by his hair, were red and burning.
Ming Shu looked at him with amusement, and said with a casual tone, “It’s just a kiss. Is it that serious? I kissed you because you look pretty.”
The last sentence was like a basin of cold water pouring on Liang Che.
His pounding heart calmed down.
“Miss Wen, I’m not interested in playing these games with you. Whatever you like about me, that’s the end.”
He turned away.
Liang Che didn’t hear a sound when he arrived at the door. As he closed the door, he glanced inside.
The girl held her forehead and covered her face.
The straight woman Ming Shu was reflecting on herself.
I shouldn’t have said something like that.
But I can’t help it…
I just want to see him angry.
I still want to piss him off next time, what should I do to stop myself?
Liang Che unclenched his hand. The door closed automatically, parting them.