After discussing this matter, Song Nanqiao chatted with Liu Xuwen about work.
The bedroom door was gently pushed open, and Song Nanqiao didn’t notice.
“Who are you chatting with?”
Wrapped in a bath towel, the girl slowly approached from behind, resting her chin on Song Nanqiao’s shoulder, her hands encircling Song Nanqiao’s waist, her tone slightly teasing.
“No one…” Song Nanqiao hurriedly turned off the screen of her phone, suddenly feeling a little flustered.
Wen Wenyao probably didn’t know Liu Xuwen and Song Nanqiao didn’t want to tell Wen Wenyao about her partner’s identity yet, fearing that Wen Wenyao might not accept it.
“You look suspicious.” Wen Wenyao increased the pressure on her hands.
Song Nanqiao could feel the unease in her tone. She turned her head and met the girl’s black-and-white eyes.
There was no emotion in Wen Wenyao’s eyes, which only made Song Nanqiao panic more.
“Is there nothing? Before, you used to show me your phone openly.” When Wen Wenyao first saw Song Nanqiao chatting with someone else, she was just a little curious. But now, seeing Song Nanqiao’s flustered expression, Wen Wenyao felt scared.
Combined with the fact that Song Nanqiao had been saying she was busy lately, Wen Wenyao became even more uneasy.
“Are you with someone else… outside?” Wen Wenyao couldn’t contain her emotions any longer and her tone started to quiver.
“No, I was just discussing work with a senior executive from the company.”
Song Nanqiao immediately hugged Wen Wenyao, comforting the young girl in her way.
“Is it really just work?”
“Yes, we’re planning to invest in your new drama.”
“Huh?” Wen Wenyao froze for a moment, seemingly not reacting.
“It means that when you’re filming, I can be with you all the time.” Song Nanqiao affectionately patted Wen Wenyao’s head and took off her coat, draping it over Wen Wenyao.
Perhaps pleasantly surprised by this turn of events, Wen Wenyao’s eyes lit up.
“Really?”
“Yes.”
“Then why can’t you show me your messages?”
Amid her surprise, Wen Wenyao was still dwelling on the reasons Song Nanqiao had for not showing her the messages.
“Company secrets, can’t be casually disclosed.”
“I can keep secrets.”
“That’s an industry rule.”
“Okay.”
Wen Wenyao didn’t persist with her questions and released Song Nanqiao, heading to the side to blow-dry her hair.
The girl’s hair had grown somewhat long, and the jet-black strands cascaded down her back, with droplets of water occasionally falling to the ground.
Taking the initiative, Song Nanqiao walked behind the girl, took the hairdryer, and carefully dried her hair. Wen Wenyao seemed to enjoy it, sitting obediently in the chair and relishing Song Nanqiao’s service.
After finishing blow-drying her hair, the two of them went to bed.
“Don’t sleep now; chat with me for a while.” Wen Wenyao nestled into Song Nanqiao’s arms, covered by the blanket, with only half of her head exposed.
“What do you want to talk about?”
“You’ve invested in our company’s new drama, so you’re my boss now, right?” The girl’s eyes sparkled in the dark night.
“I guess so.”
Even though it wasn’t a large sum of money.
“So, can the boss support me?” Wen Wenyao leaned in to kiss Song Nanqiao lightly at the corner of her mouth.
“At the moment, I can’t afford it.” Song Nanqiao hugged Wen Wenyao’s slender waist. To support a celebrity, one needed to have at least tens of millions, and when that celebrity was Wen Wenyao, even more money would be needed.
“You’re so good, you’ll be able to in the future.”
“Do you want to be supported by me so much?”
“Mm-hmm.”
“All right, Miss Wen, I’ll earn money to support you.”
Song Nanqiao was serious. Eventually, the two of them would publicly acknowledge their relationship, and by then, Wen Wenyao’s career would undoubtedly face obstacles. If Wen Wenyao no longer wanted to continue her entertainment career, Song Nanqiao could support her so that she could be carefree in their relationship.
Wen Wenyao simply wanted to rely on Song Nanqiao, the sense of security she provided was truly addicting.
“Get some rest.”
“It’s a holiday tomorrow.” Wen Wenyao tried to undo Song Nanqiao’s nightgown; the long night was far from over.
“Then, only once.” Song Nanqiao knew what Wen Wenyao was referring to and rolled over, pressing the girl beneath her.
Amid Wen Wenyao’s expectant gaze, the two of them once again shared an intimate moment in the long night.
……
Two days later, at the airport, Song Nanqiao received an invitation from the production team to accompany them on the shoot. The hotel had also arranged a special room for Song Nanqiao.
Since they were going to shoot together, Wen Wenyao decided not to take the flight prepared by the production team and instead took another flight with Song Nanqiao.
They sat together on the plane.
At this moment, Song Nanqiao was reading a book.
“I’m a little tired,” Wen Wenyao said. She had stayed up late doing homework the previous night and had been dragged to the airport early in the morning by Song Nanqiao.
“Take a nap.”
Song Nanqiao handed her a blanket, covering Wen Wenyao.
“You’re not even looking at me.” Wen Wenyao grabbed the blanket, but her eyes remained open.
“Then I’ll watch you sleep.”
Song Nanqiao closed her book, placed it in the storage bin, and covered Wen Wenyao with the blanket again.
“Mm-hmm.”
Perhaps satisfied, Wen Wenyao slowly fell asleep.
The journey wasn’t long, and by the afternoon, they had arrived at the hotel.
At this time, the director was busy welcoming the staff, while Song Nanqiao took a sip of water on the side.
“Are you Miss Song?” The director, wearing a smile, approached Song Nanqiao and shook her hand.
“Yes.”
“Thank you for your company’s strong support for our production team.” The director seemed very happy and warmly welcomed the capital representative.
“Will I be staying at this hotel too?”
“Yes, you’ll share a room with Miss Wen.”
“Ah?”
Before the director could speak, a girl in a white sweater jumped out and ran behind Song Nanqiao.
“I told the director that I’m scared to be alone at night and need you to accompany me.”
Wen Wenyao smiled sweetly and held Song Nanqiao’s hand.
After discussing this matter, Song Nanqiao chatted with Liu Xuwen about work.
The bedroom door was gently pushed open, and Song Nanqiao didn’t notice.
“Who are you chatting with?”
Wrapped in a bath towel, the girl slowly approached from behind, resting her chin on Song Nanqiao’s shoulder, her hands encircling Song Nanqiao’s waist, her tone slightly teasing.
“No one…” Song Nanqiao hurriedly turned off the screen of her phone, suddenly feeling a little flustered.
Wen Wenyao probably didn’t know Liu Xuwen and Song Nanqiao didn’t want to tell Wen Wenyao about her partner’s identity yet, fearing that Wen Wenyao might not accept it.
“You look suspicious.” Wen Wenyao increased the pressure on her hands.
Song Nanqiao could feel the unease in her tone. She turned her head and met the girl’s black-and-white eyes.
There was no emotion in Wen Wenyao’s eyes, which only made Song Nanqiao panic more.
“Is there nothing? Before, you used to show me your phone openly.” When Wen Wenyao first saw Song Nanqiao chatting with someone else, she was just a little curious. But now, seeing Song Nanqiao’s flustered expression, Wen Wenyao felt scared.
Combined with the fact that Song Nanqiao had been saying she was busy lately, Wen Wenyao became even more uneasy.
“Are you with someone else… outside?” Wen Wenyao couldn’t contain her emotions any longer and her tone started to quiver.
“No, I was just discussing work with a senior executive from the company.”
Song Nanqiao immediately hugged Wen Wenyao, comforting the young girl in her way.
“Is it really just work?”
“Yes, we’re planning to invest in your new drama.”
“Huh?” Wen Wenyao froze for a moment, seemingly not reacting.
“It means that when you’re filming, I can be with you all the time.” Song Nanqiao affectionately patted Wen Wenyao’s head and took off her coat, draping it over Wen Wenyao.
Perhaps pleasantly surprised by this turn of events, Wen Wenyao’s eyes lit up.
“Really?”
“Yes.”
“Then why can’t you show me your messages?”
Amid her surprise, Wen Wenyao was still dwelling on the reasons Song Nanqiao had for not showing her the messages.
“Company secrets, can’t be casually disclosed.”
“I can keep secrets.”
“That’s an industry rule.”
“Okay.”
Wen Wenyao didn’t persist with her questions and released Song Nanqiao, heading to the side to blow-dry her hair.
The girl’s hair had grown somewhat long, and the jet-black strands cascaded down her back, with droplets of water occasionally falling to the ground.
Taking the initiative, Song Nanqiao walked behind the girl, took the hairdryer, and carefully dried her hair. Wen Wenyao seemed to enjoy it, sitting obediently in the chair and relishing Song Nanqiao’s service.
After finishing blow-drying her hair, the two of them went to bed.
“Don’t sleep now; chat with me for a while.” Wen Wenyao nestled into Song Nanqiao’s arms, covered by the blanket, with only half of her head exposed.
“What do you want to talk about?”
“You’ve invested in our company’s new drama, so you’re my boss now, right?” The girl’s eyes sparkled in the dark night.
“I guess so.”
Even though it wasn’t a large sum of money.
“So, can the boss support me?” Wen Wenyao leaned in to kiss Song Nanqiao lightly at the corner of her mouth.
“At the moment, I can’t afford it.” Song Nanqiao hugged Wen Wenyao’s slender waist. To support a celebrity, one needed to have at least tens of millions, and when that celebrity was Wen Wenyao, even more money would be needed.
“You’re so good, you’ll be able to in the future.”
“Do you want to be supported by me so much?”
“Mm-hmm.”
“All right, Miss Wen, I’ll earn money to support you.”
Song Nanqiao was serious. Eventually, the two of them would publicly acknowledge their relationship, and by then, Wen Wenyao’s career would undoubtedly face obstacles. If Wen Wenyao no longer wanted to continue her entertainment career, Song Nanqiao could support her so that she could be carefree in their relationship.
Wen Wenyao simply wanted to rely on Song Nanqiao, the sense of security she provided was truly addicting.
“Get some rest.”
“It’s a holiday tomorrow.” Wen Wenyao tried to undo Song Nanqiao’s nightgown; the long night was far from over.
“Then, only once.” Song Nanqiao knew what Wen Wenyao was referring to and rolled over, pressing the girl beneath her.
Amid Wen Wenyao’s expectant gaze, the two of them once again shared an intimate moment in the long night.
……
Two days later, at the airport, Song Nanqiao received an invitation from the production team to accompany them on the shoot. The hotel had also arranged a special room for Song Nanqiao.
Since they were going to shoot together, Wen Wenyao decided not to take the flight prepared by the production team and instead took another flight with Song Nanqiao.
They sat together on the plane.
At this moment, Song Nanqiao was reading a book.
“I’m a little tired,” Wen Wenyao said. She had stayed up late doing homework the previous night and had been dragged to the airport early in the morning by Song Nanqiao.
“Take a nap.”
Song Nanqiao handed her a blanket, covering Wen Wenyao.
“You’re not even looking at me.” Wen Wenyao grabbed the blanket, but her eyes remained open.
“Then I’ll watch you sleep.”
Song Nanqiao closed her book, placed it in the storage bin, and covered Wen Wenyao with the blanket again.
“Mm-hmm.”
Perhaps satisfied, Wen Wenyao slowly fell asleep.
The journey wasn’t long, and by the afternoon, they had arrived at the hotel.
At this time, the director was busy welcoming the staff, while Song Nanqiao took a sip of water on the side.
“Are you Miss Song?” The director, wearing a smile, approached Song Nanqiao and shook her hand.
“Yes.”
“Thank you for your company’s strong support for our production team.” The director seemed very happy and warmly welcomed the capital representative.
“Will I be staying at this hotel too?”
“Yes, you’ll share a room with Miss Wen.”
“Ah?”
Before the director could speak, a girl in a white sweater jumped out and ran behind Song Nanqiao.
“I told the director that I’m scared to be alone at night and need you to accompany me.”
Wen Wenyao smiled sweetly and held Song Nanqiao’s hand.
