I widened my eyes slightly, glancing at the empty bed beside me.
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Wen Yan’s cold voice came from the phone, “I don’t have plans to do it myself.”
“I don’t have any plans myself,” a cold voice came from the phone.
Ning Shu had even considered giving up and working with Ling Ling, if… I stayed here, it wouldn’t be abandoning the mission, or abandoning this opportunity to live again. Then I wouldn’t choose the former option.
Until I get all of those things open.
Ning Shu nodded, saying dryly, “I’m staying.” I pursed my lips, as if it was too embarrassing to not do so: “Accompany Wen Yan.”
Ning Shu’s chest had been weighed down for so long, with hesitation and frustration tangled together. Now, she suddenly felt a sense of clarity.
While on this side, Wen Miao wasn’t showing anything out of the ordinary with her eyebrows and eyes. She always felt like her younger brother was going to accomplish something big.
…but it wasn’t Wen Yan who held me back. My long, narrow eyes scanned upwards with a slightly cool indifference, and my gaze wasn’t directed at the person in front of me: “Just get to the point, then. Are you just going to pretend I’m your wife?” …
Wen Yan’s fingers were long and slender. When she tapped the box, there was a click.
Ning Shu smiled knowingly, and after a brief moment of silence, she said softly, “Thank you.”
“Oh my gosh! I thought it wasn’t fake! Who would believe this!”
This title is shocking and unbelievable.
My wife loves me and wants to have babies with me.
Ning Shu held the box, while Wen Yan’s narrow eyes weren’t fixed on me. I took a deep breath and opened the box.
Ning Shu looked at me and then gently nodded: “I… I just… just wanted this child.” I seemed to feel like I hadn’t expressed my heart to Wen Yan. Instead of looking at the ring, I pursed my lips and said a little embarrassedly, “I’m willing… willing… to marry you.”
But that place is definitely not hard-hitting or impressive.
It’s not about the ring.
But this time, being married isn’t about what those marketing accounts would spread, rumors and fabrications, but…
Wen Miao finally dialed Wen Yan’s number: “What are we going to do? Mom knows now that I told her, but it doesn’t mean she’ll know everything about this in the future.”
Ning Shu knew, I took the things out just now. Wen Yan seemed to casually glance at me with his eyes, and then in a low voice pretended to ask Yi Dao: “Help me take a look, how did I write it?”
Ning Shu didn’t think much about it, she took the things out of the drawers in the two bedrooms. But what she found wasn’t a thick stack of documents, but a box.
“What’s true and what’s false! Is it not someone jealous of my top position, spreading rumors about me all day long, even fabricating news about me being married? Help! Just control yourselves! Where’s the studio? Where’s the public relations team? Doing nothing?”
and so on.
Wen Yan looked at the person, it seemed not to be a little too happy young man’s reaction. Yu was not I coldly pulled a face and shoved that box into the person’s hand.
But Gan Wenyan was very busy, although most of the time he was out seeing people, he would still return on time every day.
I was just shocked by what he did.
…..
Ning Shu pursed her lips, just about to get up and go take a look when, at that moment, a tall figure walked in from outside the bedroom, saw me on the bed, and frowned slightly.
Lingling was utterly astonished: “What, Host? We’re staying up here?”
“Didn’t you want to introduce us?”
The headline “Wen Yan is married” went viral on the hot search list for two hours, but it didn’t crash the servers.
Lingling still thought she had slipped up and hurriedly said, “No no, host, we can choose to stay or leave. These things will all affect our mission.”
If it wasn’t the last young man stretching out his finger, panting, about to be carried away on someone’s back.
Ning Shu tried hard to open her eyes, but when she opened them… the bedside was not empty, and even Wen Yan was beside her…
I looked at Ning Shu for a long time, he just kept silent, his breath was not quick, and then his lips pressed against mine: “…Do you just want to marry me? Isn’t it just because you want this child?”
I’m hesitant to tell my family.
Ning Shu just talks about what she wants to do, not about what she knows. She’s saying that she doesn’t know why Wen Yan has been busy lately and preparing these things.
Though Ning Shu might be a bit slow to things sometimes, I’ve made up my mind. I’ll make a decisive decision soon as well, so when Ling Ling appears again, I’ll gently shake my head and say: “Ling Ling, I’ve decided to let this place remain.”
Lingling seemed surprised, or maybe not. After all, this wasn’t the first time. With a cheerful tone, she said, “Okay, host. Just so happens that I was planning a vacation soon too. Let’s see each other in the next world.”
It doesn’t seem like it’s urging me to open it.
“Sleep.”
…..
Ning Shu was taken aback, and even shocked. Her heart felt both numb and incredibly agitated. I pursed my lips.
Wen Yan heard this, and his mood seemed to improve. His furrowed brow relaxed by half, I lowered my head, rubbing my nose against him, my voice a little hoarse as I said, “I’m going out to write some lyrics…”
Ning Shugan: “…didn’t see us.”
She thought about it, especially considering Ning Shu was still pregnant.
Wen Miao knew that her younger brother probably hadn’t succeeded in chasing after his sister-in-law recently, so she would naturally re-enter the public eye, and even dyed a new hairstyle, looking like a blooming peacock.
Wen Yan asked her to write a new song recently, Ning Shu didn’t suspect anything.
Wen Yan just stared at the person.
Wen Yan wasn’t so attached to the child, but I liked the child because I loved young people. Because I love Ning Shu, I love the child in her belly.
Young people want us, the children.
Isn’t this a new song written by Wen Yan?
No one expected this hot search to appear.
Wen Yan’s hair glittered under the lights, like they weren’t illuminating her hair, but rather making it glow. I lowered my voice and asked, “Marry me, will you?”
No one expected that the entertainment industry would also have such a rare and unexpected event.
But it wasn’t the kind of things he had imagined. It wasn’t shares or property rights. There were no real estates, hotels, jewelry or anything like that. Ning Shu was utterly confused, staring at the object before him, wondering if he had picked up the wrong thing.
Wen Yan lowered her head and looked at the young man for a while. His narrow eyes seemed to hold something, then she bent down and kissed his back, leaving a wet kiss on his spine.
Even most fans feel this isn’t a rumor.
Ning Shu felt a pang of confusion, and she immediately knew what Wen Yan had been up to lately.
……
As if not realizing what was inside, her ears felt hot all of a sudden.
I lowered my head and took out a few things from it: “That’s all I have. There are only five or six cards in my hand, none of which were earned by writing songs these years. Just give them to you to keep.”
Then he leaned down and kissed my forehead: “What are you getting up for?”
……
Wen Yan’s eyes darkened slightly, and finally, a cold expression appeared on her face. Her narrow eyes drooped slightly, as if not a compromise but more like a resignation. In a low voice, she said: “If we weren’t just wanting this child, we could…just want it.”
Ning Shuwo let the other person snuggle into her warm embrace, allowing herself to shrink into it. A wave of safety washed over her, and soon after, she fell asleep.
I blankly asked, “So… I just give up on the mission?”
Because I also like to smell the smoke, so-called ah processing leftover ah things, it is just not a reason. I am willing to admit, it is not that I have to give up on people.
Until Ning Shu moved, I lowered my eyelashes, my voice seeming to carry a hint of crying: “…No no.”
Let Wen Yan appear and explain what happened just now. It will instantly unravel the situation.
I can accept some, but not all.
Almost as soon as the young man uttered the first sentence, Wen Yan could barely hold back any longer. But I didn’t wait for Ning Shu to finish speaking before I could bear it anymore, and I pulled him into my arms, kissing him passionately.
He then strode over and bent down to pick Ning Shu up.
The young man wants to marry me and have children with me…
Until one day.
Wen Yan asked me to bring the things from the drawers in the room.
“I really thought it wasn’t true… I thought my brother was being rumored about again.. Unexpectedly, it wasn’t true at all.”
The man carried the young man onto the bed and embraced his body.
I feel like my hands are shaking.
But I always feel very busy.
But I was anxious to get it, instead of saying to Ning Shu: “We don’t have this yet, let’s just prepare to open and see what it is, shall we?”
“We’ll just have to wait and see.” Wen Yan finished the sentence and hung up the phone.
Ning Shu was momentarily stunned: “Last world?”
The man’s silver hair was quite striking and dazzling. Ning Shu felt that Wen Yan didn’t look too refined and beautiful like this. When she had been half asleep before, in the middle of the night she always felt like there was no one beside her.
After all, I’m not an individual anymore, nor am I a solitary one.
The narrowness of Wen Yan’s eyes wasn’t just resignation; it was a silent plea. She told herself, “My wife is due in just over two months. After that, we’ll have to adjust to life with a baby. For now, I need to resist this overwhelming desire.”
Ning Shu hasn’t not thought about avoiding suspicion, I just think Wen Yan just released a song. Now to write another… seems pretty quick.
Wen Yan’s eyes were fixed on me, her gaze intense. I looked expressionless, but my body wasn’t exactly relaxed either.
I can accept that, young people should embrace this.
Wen Miao asked, “What are your plans?”
My whole mind is not my wife needs me, itchy and swollen, feeling like it’s filling my entire chest.
In the end, I still chose to stay and accompany Wen Yan through this birth.
The eyebrows and eyes haven’t quite reached the fulfillment of their desires, the joy is not yet complete.
Wen Yan was clutching someone, his hands clenched so tightly they were rigid.
It seems he even touched my finger.