Xu Yanche noticed that He Qing had been watching him.
He turned his head and saw He Qing gazing at him with a profound look, as if lost in thought.
He Qing thought, Won't my little wife explain himself to me?
Xu Yanche seemed to realize something.
He leaned closer and kissed He Qing on the lips.
[If you want me to kiss you, just say so. Why put on this pure-love act? Just tell me. It's not like I won't kiss you.]
The tips of He Qing's ears turned faintly red. He wanted to say that wasn't what he meant.
But he opened his mouth and then didn't know what to say.
Xu Yanche suddenly realized something and stared at He Qing in shock.
[Wait, is He Qing a pervert? What does opening his mouth mean? Does he want to French-kiss me in front of all these people? Are domineering CEOs all this shameless?]
He Qing screamed inwardly, writhing in dark anguish.
That wasn't what I meant!
"Is the food to your liking?"
He Qing immediately changed the subject, hoping his little wife wouldn't let his imagination run wild.
He figured if he let Xu Yanche keep thinking, things would soon veer into inappropriate territory.
Xu Yanche hadn't eaten yet, so he opened the meal box.
It held three meat dishes, one vegetable dish, and white rice.
There were even his favorite dishes: sweet-and-sour ribs, sweet-and-sour pork tenderloin, fish-fragrant shredded pork, and braised eggplant.
Maybe it was just his imagination, but he felt like his portion was especially large.
With He Qing's arrival, the director had called a meal break. They would resume filming after everyone had eaten.
Otherwise, people trying to work while smelling the food would get distracted and fail to do their jobs properly.
Xu Yanche tried a bite of each dish.
Then he said sincerely, "It's delicious. Thank you, Qingqing Darling~"
[Could this bastard be trying to set up a marriage-first, love-later storyline with me? I wouldn't be against it, as long as the money's right. I'd give it my all. Sigh, I just wonder when those three hundred million will arrive. Should I remind He Yumo? But I don't know how to bring it up.]
Xu Yanche was troubled.
He saw that there was no meal box in front of He Qing, so he picked up a piece of tenderloin and held it to He Qing's lips.
He cupped his other hand underneath to catch it in case it fell.
He Qing gave Xu Yanche a deep look.
Then he lowered his head and ate the piece his little wife had offered him.
His affection for his little wife grew a little.
He took out his phone and transferred three hundred million to Xu Yanche's account.
Xu Yanche was eating when he heard the notification. He picked up his phone and looked.
Xu Yanche: "!" (*^▽^*)
[Wow, that's a lot of zeroes. Is this what three hundred million looks like? It doesn't feel real.]
He pinched He Qing's hand. When he saw it turn red, he knew he wasn't dreaming.
"Qingqing Darling, you're so good to me~ You're simply the best person in the world."
[Money really is wonderful. No, I have to post about this on Weibo.]
Xu Yanche kissed He Qing on the lips, then fiddled with his phone.
He'd started doing voice-over work on the side in college, and now he was fairly well-known. Otherwise, just acting alone definitely wouldn't have been enough to cover his mother's hospital bills.
He posted on his voice actor account.
Long Aotian: Hehe, I got a huge sum of money today. So happy! ✿✿ヽ(°°)ノ✿
[Image]
The image was a screenshot of He Qing's three-hundred-million transfer from just moments ago.
Before long, the comments were buzzing.
Several voice actor friends he knew well left comments.
In a great mood, he replied to them one by one.
He Qing took Xu Yanche's phone from him. "Eat."
Xu Yanche pouted. "I'm not a kid. You don't have to watch me eat."
But he only dared mutter under his breath. He didn't dare say it loudly, after all, the God of Wealth had just transferred three hundred million to him.
He put on a bashful expression. "Okay, Qingqing Darling."
[Honestly, he's just like an old nanny. Why doesn't he eat instead of keeping an eye on me?]
He Qing glanced at Xu Yanche's account and memorized his username.
Then he turned off Xu Yanche's phone.
He took out his own, downloaded Weibo, created an account, and searched for Long Aotian.
He followed Xu Yanche's voice actor account.
It seemed his little wife was impressive. He did well in school, acted well, and could even do voice-over work.
Everyone else on the set was quietly watching the interaction between Xu Yanche and He Qing.
They saw them kissing, feeding each other, and gazing into each other's eyes. They felt like they'd already had their fill of public displays of affection.
They were so sweet!
A domineering CEO × an unknown actor and his pampered husband.
They secretly shipped them.
After the meal, He Qing didn't leave. Instead, he sat in a chair and waited for Xu Yanche to finish filming his scenes.
He Qing took out his phone and messaged the family group chat.
He Qing: I won't be coming home tonight. I'm staying on set to keep Xu Yanche company.
At the He family dinner table, the three of them read He Qing's message. They were silent at first, then filled with relief.
Jiang Qian said, "That's wonderful. My son has finally come around. It wasn't easy. Thank goodness the Xu family was so clever and sent Yanyan, that precious boy, to my home."
As she spoke, she clasped her hands together and recited a Buddhist prayer.
He Jing was nearly going crazy.
She tried to memorize the key points while eating, but couldn't focus on anything else.
He Yumo suddenly remembered something. "Right, we still haven't given Yanyan the three hundred million we promised him. I'll transfer it now."
Jiang Qian remembered too. "Yes, yes, send it to Yanyan right now. He loves money so much that if he doesn't get it soon, he might just fall apart."
He Yumo transferred three hundred million to Xu Yanche's account.
Xu Yanche had just finished filming and was walking toward the hotel with He Qing, holding his hand, when he felt his phone vibrate.
He took it out and looked.
Oh wow, another three hundred million had arrived.
Then he saw the message He Yumo had sent.
He Yumo: Yanyan, this is the three hundred million we promised you. I just remembered.
Xu Yanche: "!"
[Mm, this transfer is a little awkward. But He Qing has already given me three hundred million, so should I send this money back to He Yumo? But I don't want to give it back. Still, if I keep it, I'll feel a little guilty.]
After a long deliberation, Xu Yanche messaged He Yumo.
A Pool of Clear Water: Dad, He Qing already transferred the money to me. I'll send this back to you.
He Yumo replied quickly: It's fine, keep it. Our family has plenty of money.
Xu Yanche felt like he was floating. He suddenly had more than six hundred million to his name, and it didn't feel real.
He was so moved, his eyes nearly started leaking.
A Pool of Clear Water: Thank you, Dad.
[If the Xu family finds out I suddenly have over six hundred million, they'll regret it so much. They married me off to the He family for just one hundred million. They never imagined I'd get over six hundred million less than three days after joining the family. They used to treat me horribly, but now they can't hold a candle to me.]
In a great mood, Xu Yanche took He Qing to a street stall for a late-night snack.
It was past nine in the evening, and the roadside food stalls were crowded.
Most of the customers were students just out of school and office workers who'd just finished overtime.
It was He Qing's first time eating at a street stall, and he felt a little awkward.
But he didn't want to spoil his little wife's fun.
So he swallowed his discomfort and went with his little wife to buy food.
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