Over the next few days, Feng Chi resumed his snail-raising life.
At four in the morning, Feng Chi was awakened by the sound of his wife getting up— Wen Xiaojiu was getting up to go to the practice room next door to practice dancing.
As is customary, Feng Chi will roll over and fall asleep again during the struggle.
At six o'clock in the morning, Feng Chi got up to make breakfast, fed Wen Xiaojiu, and sent her to Starlight Entertainment.
At noon, under the watchful, gossipy gazes of his office secretary and company employees, President Feng would change into a new outfit and come downstairs.
We passed by Jade Pavilion Restaurant on the way, picked up the food we had ordered and packed in advance, nodded to Wen Xiaojiu's teacher, and then ate with my wife at the small table that Lin Changfeng had kindly provided.
At 1:30 PM, after a satisfying lunch and a perfunctory kiss from my wife, I happily carried my lunchbox back to work.
At 6 p. m., President Feng promptly sent his wife an invitation to have dinner together. After being rejected, he ate alone in the lounge, took photos, and posted them on Weibo.
Within half an hour, they will receive sympathy and schemes from the kind, lovely, yet perverted CP fans.
At 8 PM, after being forced to work overtime, he would personally drive to Starlight Entertainment and huff and puff as he carried his wife, who had lost track of time, home.
Of course, this doesn't mean that Bigshot Feng can lie in bed with his wife and sleep soundly.
In fact, every night, President Feng went through a process of being unable to sleep alone, feeling drowsy, feeling wronged and resentful, feeling extremely tired, and finally falling asleep alone.
Day after day, Wednesday finally arrived.
No need to even deliver food anymore, haha!
Wen Jiu sat in the dressing room of Brahma Charm, letting the makeup artist and stylist work on her, silently accepting the aggrieved and resentful complaints from Little Hubby Feng Xiaoxifu on the other end of the phone.
"I'm having lunch here, don't come over. Um... I'm not going home this afternoon."
"After filming, I asked Brother Qu to take me back to the company... I can practice at home, but I just realized there's something I'm not quite right for, and I'd like to discuss it with Teacher Guo to see if it can be changed."
"Okay, okay, I'll go home early tonight... I'm not lying to you this time, I'll set an alarm... Alright, then come pick me up."
"Okay, honey, I have to work now. Let's talk again later, bye~"
After hanging up the phone, Wen Xiaojiu slumped in the makeup chair and, amidst the gossipy stares of the crowd, said calmly, "Sorry, my wife is a bit delicate and clingy."
Meng Xiao pursed her lips, suppressing a laugh. The makeup artist nodded in understanding, and the stylist gave a meaningful "oh." Qu Feng couldn't stand it any longer and turned to leave the dressing room filled with the smell of dog food.
James, the director of Brahma Charm's in-house commercials, specially borrowed a location for this shoot: a magnificent castle. The backdrop was the aftermath of a lavish and chaotic scene of revelry and debauchery.
As Wen Jiu was getting ready to go out, James was chatting with Qu Feng. Upon seeing Wen Jiu, his eyes lit up as he rushed over to greet him.
Wen Jiu was dressed in the elaborate attire of a medieval vampire nobleman. Her waist-length silver hair was tied up with a black wooden hairpin, and a few stray strands of hair slid down her fair, jade-like earlobes and fell onto her shoulders.
Effortlessly elegant, her beauty is like a painting.
"I knew I hadn't misjudged you." James nodded in satisfaction. "I had a feeling when I signed you, and after watching your debut performance, I was convinced that this collaboration would be very enjoyable."
Wen Jiu's red lips curved slightly, and she was already in character when she looked up.
He walked to the table, picked up a wine glass, and the vibrant color of his lips clashed with the cold rim of the glass, creating a dreamlike and enchanting effect.
His bloodshot eyes looked over with a cold, mocking smile. "Like this?"
"Absolutely stunning!" Wen Jiu get into character so quickly, James's eyes lit up like he'd struck gold. "Don't move! Photographer, get on board!"
"Yes, that's the feeling!"
When the shoot ended, it was already 3 p. m. Wen Jiu removed her makeup, changed back into her own clothes, and came out. James excitedly showed her the results of the shoot.
"There are so many, it's really hard to choose! Every single one is exceptionally beautiful, perfectly capturing the feeling I wanted to convey; they're absolutely stunning."
After James finished speaking, he couldn't help but add, "I believe the Blazing Flame Pure Charm series will be a huge success!"
Wen Jiu's eyes shone with a bright smile, "Isn't it just like its name, passionate and charming?"
"That's right!" James patted Wen Xiaojiu on the shoulder, his words full of praise. "What those people on the internet say isn't entirely true. Beneath your silly exterior lies a beautiful and perfect exterior, enough to attract everyone."
"You're like fine wine," James exclaimed, "Sweet, Delicious, and with a deadly allure."
Wen Jiu smiled sincerely, "... Thank you."
However, there's no need to add the first sentence.
As Wen Jiu left, James handed him a beautifully packaged gift box with a mysterious design.
"This is a gift from the brand; I'm just passing it on," James said with a smile. "I hope we'll have the opportunity to collaborate again next time."
Wen Jiu bowed slightly. "Thank you. It's been a pleasure doing business with you."
When Wen Jiu opened the gift box and stared at the black plush cat ears on top, lost in thought.
Hmm... Wen Jiu picked up the cat ears, stroked the soft, fluffy ears, and looked at them from left to right.
I put it on my head as if by some strange impulse.
As soon as she touched it, a soft, tingling sensation shot through her entire body like an electric shock, Wen Xiaojiu to shudder.
This thing actually has sensors?!
"This is outrageous!" Wen Jiu picked up the compartment and bent down to unwrap the clothes. "What kind of weird gift is this?"
Can you see people???
The next second, Wen Jiu pulled something out of the bag, and it was—
A cat-themed outfit with sheer lace and white pom-poms trim.
Wen Jiu:...
A slight crack appeared on Wen Jiu Jiuqing's handsome and delicate face.
What the hell?!
Whatever you do, don't tell him he can wear this out!!!
"Honey, how about noodles today?"
Wen Jiu:!!!!
Just then, Feng Chi's voice came from afar. Wen Jiu hurriedly stuffed the gift box back in, slammed the lid shut, and looked up.
The man, wearing an adorable yellow bear apron, gripped the doorknob with one hand, his smile frozen on his face.
His gaze immediately darkened.
Wen Jiu could even see the veins bulging on the back of the man's hand from the exertion.
Why are you looking at him like that...?
"Wife..." Feng Chi untied the sash behind his back with one hand and closed the door.
He took off his apron and threw it on the ground.
He casually tugged at the collar with his fingertips, unbuttoning it.
It was like flipping some kind of dangerous switch.
Wen Jiu swallowed instinctively; before her mind could process what was happening, her body had already turned and fled.
But someone grabbed her wrist and threw her onto the carpet.
"You unfilial son! What are you doing?!"
"You bought it?"
"No!!" Wen Jiu's face turned bright red, "I'm straight!"
Not a pervert!
Feng Chi gripped Wen Jiu's chin, forcing him to look up, making no attempt to hide the lust in his eyes.
Honey, I want to pet the cat.
"Suck my ass! Get away!"
Wen Jiu cursed, his face flushed red, his black cat ears drooping down, then standing up and falling again as he tilted his head back.
It's so irritating, it makes your heart itch with desire.
"Seriously! Who sends a gift like this? It's outrageous... Don't touch it! I need to return it to Director James... Damn it!"
"Don't move! Did you hear me?!"
"I&$@#%..."
Feng Chi, like a hardcore cat lover, completely ignored the cat's grumbling and swearing, grabbed its furry ears and gave it a good rub, buried his face in its neck, and kissed and bit it.
Before long, he had kissed the cat until its eyelashes were wet and its eyes were dreamy.
In the end, all she could do was sob and cling to me weakly.
"Waaah... Feng Chi..."
The man pulled a loose, fluffy corner of the gift box, slowly pulled it out, and gently shook the cat in his arms.
A deep, languid voice, tinged with amusement, said, "It's getting colder outside, little kitty should keep warm, right?"
It's getting colder outside, why are we locking ourselves inside?
Feng Chi lightly lifted the hem of Wen Jiu's clothes with his fingertips, then lowered it again. Wen Jiu trembled, instinctively falling into the pit.
With her peach blossom eyes glazed over and her vision blurred with tears, she nodded in agreement with the man's words, her fluffy ears swaying slightly on her head.
A soft chuckle escaped the man's lips. "Good girl."
"Should you put it on yourself, or should I help you?"