Chapter 17 Nacht held her in his arms.

He woke up.

Que Dan blinked subconsciously, and his breathing, which he had deliberately lightened, paused for a moment, as if his perception and movements were frozen.

When did they get so close?

It was so close that she could see the color of his eyes clearly. Although the night was completely enveloping him, his skin was still cold and pale. His brow bones, eyelashes, nose bridge...these were not at the same distance as during a normal conversation, but very close.

When their eyes met, the air felt tense.

Neither of them responded, just staring at each other face to face.

Suddenly, the words Xie Xianshen said popped up in my mind - who are you calling?

Que Dan pulled his thoughts back to reality. When she called him baby, he...did she think she was calling him?

Dream your dream.

Just as she was organizing her words to fight back, she suddenly changed her mind and thought, this was not the first time she had confronted Xie Xianshen, scolding him and bickering with him like she had done before. If she wanted to see him lose his composure because of her words, she would have to change her tactics.

“Who are you calling?”

is a good question.

Quezhan collected his thoughts and smiled.

She slightly raised her slender arm and pretended to stroke the side of his face. Her fingertips slowly moved down to his chin, and her eyelashes also fell there. She raised her arm again, and stared at him boldly and bluntly with her light eyes.

Although it is gentle, it is almost enchanting.

"Of course it's you, Mr. Xie. Is there anyone else in the room besides us?"

Xie Xianshen's eyes sank, and his tone was so light that it was hard to tell whether he was sighing at her or mocking her: "You still have this interest?"

Que Zan stopped talking and his counterattack was not over yet.

The tissue in her hand became wrinkled when it got wet. Originally, this tissue was used to wipe his sweat. Once the "evidence" fell over, it became: "Your interest should be hidden deeper."

"I really want to show you the expression you had just now. It looks good."

She opened her palm, and the paper ball was wrinkled. However, she had never admitted that she was a good person. She would take advantage of those who should be taken advantage of, and said in a breath.

"Are you satisfied? Mr. Xie."

The gentle voice is soul-stirring.

Xie Xianshen was asleep and only woke up when he heard her call "baby" for the second time.

She said he had an orgasm with her help.

Why doesn't he believe it?

"Don't deny it."

The "evidence" in his hand was fake after all, but he threw the paper ball into the trash can with a wave of his arm, "The evidence is conclusive."

"I'm curious, when did you become so kind."

Her attitude tonight changed a lot compared to before. She was not sick, nor was she drugged, and she was conscious. Based on the way they got along these days, he knew her temperament more or less.

He wouldn't believe a word she said now.

"Your reaction is very uncomfortable. As we are husband and wife, how can we turn a blind eye to it?" Quezhan pretended to be calm and explained lies with lies.

"Since we are husband and wife, we can't use the relationship outside the bed as it is."

She retreated and he advanced. When she had nowhere to retreat, he waited for the opportunity to trap her in a corner: "Calling you Mr. Xie seems a little strange."

Want her to call him husband?

Dog man!

Quezhan got angry and didn't bother to put on a good face anymore, "Xie Xianshen, you're getting too demanding, aren't you?"

"I haven't yet settled the score with you for hugging me and talking in my sleep. You hugged me so tightly, are you trying to kill me to silence me or something, you pervert, you hooligan...!"

"Where did I hug you?"

"You still don't admit it?"

You're not hugging me!

Wait, when did his hand loosen?

The man was calm and looked forward to the show: "Conviction requires evidence."

But he looked around, his doubtful and confused expression was no different from a cat spinning in circles chasing its tail.

You, you are cheating.

"Mrs. Xie, it's you who has crossed the line now." Xie Xianshen spoke slowly and teasingly, and asked her in return: "I am in my Chu River, what about you?"

The Chu River and Han River that were divided by Abebei no longer existed, and only then did Quezhan realize that he was the one who had crossed the line.

She ran to his territory and showed off her power in other people's territory. At this moment, she was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Who has crossed the line and who is the puppy?

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and his expression conveyed the meaning of this sentence.

That's what she said herself.

Quezhan gritted his teeth and could no longer suppress the urge to kick him down.

Without hesitation, he bent his legs and kicked.

Unexpectedly, Xie Xianshen seemed to have predicted that she would do this. In just one second, he grasped her ankle with his palm, and the heat source gradually penetrated through the skin.

She was very thin, and it was easy for him to hold her with one hand, and the protruding bone of her ankle hurt his palm.

Like a sharp thorn stabbing the road.

The harder she pulled back, the tighter he gripped her ankles, increasing his strength to restrain her.

"Let go."

Her feet were held down, and her hands were strangled without any hesitation. The way she pinched him was exactly the same as the scene when he pressed his neck against her that night when he drugged her.

He increased his strength, and she also increased her strength, "Xie Xianshen, if you don't let me go, I'll call the police."

"Is self-defense wrong?"

Xie Xianshen looked at her leisurely, his Adam's apple rolling up and down as he spoke, occasionally touching her base of the palm of his hand.

Every time they come into contact, the rhythm is highly overlapping.

Like blood kissing the heart.

"You can call the police now. When the police come and see our marriage certificate, I will explain that this is your hobby..."

"Shut up."

Quezhan loosened his hand that was pinching his neck and didn't want to listen to him.

She returned to her Han territory angrily, and Abebe was picked up by her and the wall was rebuilt.

Xie Xianshen, just wait.

-The

next morning, I woke up early according to my biological clock.

Today is the weekend and she doesn't have to go to work, but in the early morning Shi Dongen's agent sent her several messages related to work. The filming has started, and as the business director, she has to go to the scene to be present.

Aunt Tian had prepared breakfast and grandma was sitting at the dining table eating. She saw her and said, "Zhanzhan, come here and have breakfast."

But Zhan actually had no habit of eating breakfast, and she just pretended to do so since her elders were here.

"Where's Xian Shen? I don't think he came down with you."

Ms. Ye took the orange juice next to Quezhan's hand and called Aunt Tian, ​​"Xiao Tian, ​​Quezhan can't drink orange juice. He's allergic."

Aunt Tian suddenly realized that she remembered that Madam couldn't eat foods related to oranges, but she forgot to have breakfast this time because of her negligence. "I'm sorry, Madam, I'll change a cup for you."

Grandma's concern warmed Quezhan's heart. He wanted to say, "He can go wherever he wants. It's none of my business." He took back his words in time, "I don't know. Maybe he went to the company."

"It's coming down." said grandma.

Quezhan turned around and saw Xie Xianshen coming down from the second floor. When she got up, there was no one around her, so she thought he had left first.

He is wearing a dark suit today as well. He is indeed a suit freak.

Ms. Ye said that since everyone was gathered together, breakfast should not be forgotten. However, her heart, which had just warmed up, was suddenly chilled by Xie Xianshen. When she heard him say that he would not have breakfast because he had to rush to work, her half-closed eyes suddenly lit up.

"Are you in a hurry? There should be enough time for breakfast..."

"Grandma, don't worry about it." Quezhan couldn't help showing his happiness, but he tried hard to hide it, "We can also have breakfast at the company."

Ms. Ye nodded, and turned to call Xie Xianshen, "Xian Shen, I forgot my tie." If

grandma hadn't said it, Quezhan really wouldn't have noticed this.

Maybe because he was in a hurry, he forgot to tie his tie, and his white shirt was not buttoned all the way, leaving it slightly open, with his collarbone half exposed.

"Zhanzhan, go upstairs and help Xianshen take off his tie."

"?"

Quezhan was stunned for a moment. He had hands and feet, so why should he ask her to get it?

But for the sake of acting, she listened to her grandmother and agreed.

There is also a cloakroom on the first floor. Que Zhan picked up a tie at random and gave it to Xie Xianshen. He said, "Grandma is here, so you can act more realistically."

For a loving couple, the wife usually helps her husband tie his tie instead of giving it to him.

It is not easy to create an illusion.

"I can't." Quezhan also said in a low voice, while grandma was still watching.

She didn't know how to tie a tie, so she just held the two ends and twisted them around. Xie Xianshen looked down at her and said helplessly, "It's not a bow."

The bow was loose, and the two sides were of different lengths.

This is packaging him as a gift.

"One side is long, and the other side is short. Cross the two and wrap the long side around from the back to the front."

I followed his instructions and did as he said. I felt it was troublesome at first and puffed up my cheeks inadvertently, looking a bit cute like an impatient kitten. Later on, I suddenly felt that tying a tie was not such a troublesome thing. It was just a matter of twisting it a few times here and there.

"Go around, come through, and go around again..."

"I know. You don't need to teach me."

She was ungrateful and thought he talked too much.

The first time I tied a tie, the project was completed, but I folded my arms and admired my own talent.

As she pushed the bow tie upwards, she gave a fake smile, not yet settling last night's account, and she deliberately tightened the Windsor knot against the front of his neck.

"Okay. Did I fight well?"

Xie Xianshen saw through her intention. He felt a dull pain in his neck from the force. He pressed his broad palm on the back of her hand, and his voice was only audible to both of them, "Murder, huh?"

"You've figured it out." She curled her lips.

The acting mask continued, but Que Zhan pretended to be a good wife, "Drive slowly on the road, bye."

The couple seemed to have a good relationship, and the old lady felt at ease.

She asked when the wedding would be held, but her granddaughter did not give a specific time, only saying that there was no rush.

"Zhanzhan, I know you are afraid of the cold when it comes to the wedding." Attending her granddaughter's wedding is Ye Zhanlin's only wish in this life. "When you have time, you can go pick out a wedding dress."

"Grandma, you are biased."

Before entering the door, Que Zhan noticed a clue. "You are on my side, why do you always side with him?"

"We are not in a hurry about the wedding, and he should be the one to choose the wedding dress. Also, you were looking at him the whole time at the steps in front of the door yesterday."

Ye Zhanlin smiled but said nothing.

The first time she saw Xie Xianshen, she felt that he looked very similar, especially similar.

-

The first new product launch of the Encre series will be in mid-April. There are only two days left, and the preliminary preparations need to be completed. I will make up for all the missed weekend shifts.

The early endorsement shooting was done in Rokori. In the afternoon, Quezhan came to the company’s designated shooting flat and work was in progress.

She stood by and watched for a while. Against the wide and tall pure white background, Shi Dongen stood in the center in an irregular navy blue dress. She was graceful and elegant, without being coquettish. Her eyes and temperament were highly compatible with any product in the Encre series.

You didn’t choose the wrong person.

After a scene is shot, there is a break.

Quezhan asked her assistant to bring her a cup of the freshly ordered raw coconut velvet latte. The latte was at room temperature and not too hot to drink. It was also the drink that appeared most frequently on Shi Dongen's Weibo.

"Teacher Shi, thank you for your hard work." Quezhan handed the drink to Shi Dong'en, "The intensity of the early work is quite high, so I'll have to trouble you, Teacher Shi."

"What are you talking about, Mr. Que? We are cooperating with each other."

After taking the drink, a flash of light between Quezhan's ring finger caught Shi Dong'en's eyes.

"Boss, this ring is so special." Shi Dong'en looked closely. She had seen a lot in the entertainment industry, but when it came to this ring, she had no idea what it was.

"Wearing it on the ring finger, does this mean... you're getting married?"

She curved her eyes, "Teacher Shi, are you interested in my ring?"

"Each of the new rings in the Encre series has its own merits. Teacher Shi is the spokesperson. Whichever one you like, I will arrange for my assistant to pack it and send it to you."

Shi Dongen smiled.

I was thinking that the ring that Quezhan was wearing was clearly not from the Rokori brand.

The other party answered that question evasively, so what could she guess?

"My hands have indeed been empty for a long time."

Before Que Zhan could say anything, Shi Dongen was called away by his agent to shoot a makeup endorsement.

It was a bit of an odd remark, but she didn't think much of it.

After leaving the company, Que Zhan received a call from Meng Ye in the lobby on the first floor.

He asked her where she was and if she had time, but she focused on answering, ignoring the noise of people coming and going around her.

Behind her blind spot, a man in a light grey suit seemed to sense something and turned around to look at her.

I recognized the person in two seconds and followed him.

"I've been a little busy with work lately, so I may not have time to eat. Sorry, Meng Ye."

Meng Ye wanted to treat her to a meal, but unfortunately it was close to the press conference and there was very little entertainment. Que Zhan said apologetically: "Can it be done another day?"

"Half an hour, or time for a cup of coffee." Meng Ye said: "I have something I want to give to you personally."

"Okay, send me the address."

Que Zhan was on the way to the coffee shop. The brand was good and the environment was quiet. The only drawback was that the location was relatively remote and you had to turn two or three streets after entering the alley.

I followed the navigation and turned a few streets, and the prompt of "replanning route" kept popping up on the edge of my impatience.

She replanned her route again and just as she took a step back, a voice pierced her heart.

"Zhanzhan, long time no see."

A deep male voice came from behind. Zhanzhan turned around and saw the man standing under a tall locust tree like a ghost.

The branches are so dense and thick that they block out the light from the street lamps like doomsday.

"Who are you?" Quezhan became alert.

The wind blew at night, and the branches and dead leaves on the ground scraped against the road surface, making a sharp sound that was frightening.

"Don't you remember me? You forgot me so completely so quickly."

The man walked towards her, his face fully exposed in the gradually receding darkness.

"Leo." Quezhan, a scumbag, of course he had not forgotten, "Why, you can't stay abroad anymore, so you come back to find a home?"

"I still like the way you are eloquent, like a rose with thorns, no one else can compare to you."

Leo saw Quezhan in the lobby on the first floor of Rokori at a glance. He knew Shi Dongen and came to visit the set. When he saw Quezhan, he knew that it was fate that made God let him return to China.

"Have you missed me after such a long time?" The man blocked Que Deng's way using the same method he used last time on the streets of New York.

Quezhan sneered: "Who do you think you are?"

"But I miss you, very much." Leo stared at her without avoiding her. He had been thinking about this charming face for a long time. She raised her hand to resist his force, but he easily controlled it. "Ring? When did you get married?"

"Get out of here." She tried to break free with her arms, but was entangled. Quezhan glared at him, "You want to go to the police station, right?"

"Tell me who he is."

"Psycho, lunatic!"

After struggling several times to no avail, Leo became more excited by her resistance. "Yes, I am a lunatic. I like you so much that I'm crazy! But it doesn't matter. We can get divorced even if we're married..."

"Bang!"

The moment Quezhan was rescued, Meng Ye rushed to the scene and punched Leo decisively and ruthlessly, hitting him on the side of the face. The beaten man trembled and leaned to cover his face, almost falling to the ground.

"Are you okay?" Meng Ye protected her. "It's okay."

Quezhan shook his head.

By then, Leo had stood up against the wall, wiping the blood oozing from the corner of his lips with his fingertips. The blood was bright red, fishy, ​​and the unbearable numbness hurt his nerves.

"Damn it." The man frowned. "I'm reuniting with an old friend and reminiscing about the past. Do you have any need to meddle in my business?!"

Leo yelled loudly, and the punch hit him hard in the face, almost dislocating his face.

Meng Ye said without further ado: "Whether it is reminiscing about the past or harassment, you have an idea in your mind."

"I don't care about you, who the hell are you?" The plan to pick up girls failed, and seeing Leo was furious, he pretended to punch him.

Meng Ye was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and clenched his fist with one hand.

The hand he used to attack also had a silver ring on the ring finger, just like Quezhan's. White light slid across the plane, and the rings on the two people were extremely similar.

Leo's attack was not enough to get close to Meng Ye. He twisted his arm, causing the opponent to gasp for air in pain.

Meeting that disgusted look as if it was trash, Meng Ye shook it off.

When his hand hung naturally at his side, the surface of the silver ring on his finger gently tapped against the one on Quezhan.

Very slight touch.

When she heard Meng Ye's reply to that question, she was shocked. Her heart seemed to be trembling with the cold wind again.

"Her man."