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Shao Cixin looked at herself in the mirror.

Her appearance was still the same, but her expression was full of confusion and disbelief.

Wen Zhihan…

Did she actually fall for Wen Zhihan?

How could that be…

Shao Cixin immediately denied it again.

This was the second time she had become aware of her feelings.

The first time she became aware of her feelings, she denied it. She used the reasoning that she was simply “infatuated” by Wen Zhihan’s appearance to cover up the details of her accelerated heartbeat and resolutely refused to follow her feelings in the direction of “like.”

She and Wen Zhihan had an agreement. She also said she wouldn’t fall in love again. If she fell in love with Wen Zhihan, wouldn’t that be going back on her word and making a fool of herself?

But this time, she had nowhere to hide.

She was initially attracted to Wen Zhihan because of her appearance, but what really made her happy were the special privileges that Wen Zhihan bestowed upon her—privileges that belonged to her and her alone.

She was happy for these special privileges, and it was a happiness that was different from the norm…

Shao Cixin looked at her silent reflection in the mirror and said nothing. Her eyes gradually switched from confusion to decisiveness.

No, she didn’t like Wen Zhihan.

It was all a misunderstanding, caused by an ambiguity that muddled her judgment and led her to mistakenly believe that she liked Wen Zhihan.

Yes, she didn’t like Wen Zhihan, she couldn’t like Wen Zhihan…she couldn’t.

Shao Cixin, be more rational and clear-headed.

They were bound to be different from other people ever since they signed the agreement.

From the beginning, they were a special existence to each other. But this special existence was a matter of course, not love.

Shao Cixin reminded herself that falling in love was a very risky business—she couldn’t carelessly throw herself back into the fire!

She must stay calm, stay clear-minded!

She splashed water on her face again, reminding herself of reality over and over again, and adjusted her mentality at the same time.

Wen Zhihan was still outside, and Shao Cixin would have to face her when she left the bathroom. President Wen was a very observant person, and Shao Cixin couldn’t let her see that something was off—not even a little bit.

So, they had to continue to get along with each other like usual.

—You can do it, Shao Cixin. You’re an actress, so act like it!

Shao Cixin encouraged herself.

After building up her mental strength, she dried her face and put her hand on the doorknob. She took a deep breath, ready to open the door and walk out.

But just as she made up her mind, she let go of the doorknob again.

No, she couldn’t go out like this,

Her current state of mind was a little messy. It would show on her face if she wasn’t careful, and it would be embarrassing if Wen Zhihan pointed it out!

With this thought in mind, she turned back to the sink.

In the living room, the only sound came from the TV.

Wen Zhihan was the only person sitting on the sofa, feeling lonely in her solitude.

She didn’t know why Shao Cixin suddenly left in a hurry. She just felt that something was wrong with the other person.

She couldn’t help but wonder if she accidentally let something slip, and Shao Cixin had discovered her (WZH’s) feelings.

She had just been repeating the same statements she made in the past, and she was confident that she hid her feelings well. So how could Shao Cixin find out so suddenly?

It probably wasn’t the case…

Just as Wen Zhihan was about to get up and check on Shao Cixin, the bathroom door suddenly opened.

She saw Shao Cixin calmly walk out.

Nothing had changed, except that Shao Cixin was now wearing a face mask.

Wen Zhihan: “?”

Shao Cixin rushed to the bathroom just to put on a face mask?

Facing Wen Zhihan’s confused look, Shao Cixin couldn’t help but say shamelessly, “It’s the maintenance time for female stars.”

Even a born beauty needed maintaining, let alone her—a star actress.

Wen Zhihan could never see the expression on her face now.

To be able to come up with this idea, she, Shao Cixin, was really a genius!

Wen Zhihan: “…”

It seemed like she had been overthinking it.

Shao Cixin sat back down next to Wen Zhihan with the mask on her face, but this time she sat a little further away from Wen Zhihan and no longer pressed against her body.

She had to keep her distance and refused to be moved.

She would seal her heart and lock it away, starting with Wen Zhihan,

Wen Zhihan watched Shao Cixin sit back down and wrap her arms around one of the pillows again. Although she didn’t notice anything wrong, she still hoped Shao Cixin would move closer to her.

“Cixin.”

“En?”

“Don’t you want to be closer to your beautiful jiejie?”

“…”

Shao Cixin was speechless.

What was this called?

This was called shooting yourself in the foot!

Shao Cixin, Shao Cixin, you talked so much before. Now look, you’ve been found out by others!

“No, I’m afraid something might happen if I sit too close to you.” Shao Cixin gave her best effort and pretended to calmly smooth her face mask. “I have something on my face.”

—Don’t seduce me with your beauty.

Wen Zhihan heard the subtext beneath Shao Cixin’s words and smiled.

Although she hadn’t weaponized her beauty, she was still happy to hear that Shao Cixin appreciated her appearance so much. At least this was one thing Shao Cixin liked about her.

And Shao Cixin was so attracted to beautiful things. Maybe one day, she would also come to like the beautiful Wen Zhihan in a different way.

When Shao Cixin saw Wen Zhihan’s smile, her heart couldn’t help but tremble, setting off waves of ripples.

She immediately shifted her gaze, not daring to look any longer.

Damn it, why was Wen Zhihan so pretty when she smiled?

Damn it, why did she think Wen Zhihan was getting more and more beautiful!

Wen Zhihan wasn’t a goddess, she was a devil!

Since she discovered her feelings, Shao Cixin had become very conflicted.

She didn’t know whether she should continue to maintain her intimate close-distance relationship with Wen Zhihan or not.

If she kept it up, she was afraid that she wouldn’t be able to control herself, tarnishing their pure transactional relationship.

But at the same time, her only choice was to keep it up.

They still had more than two years left on their contract, and neither of them was a “stoic” when it came to their needs. If she further considered the fact that they had already agreed to be exclusive bed partners, then Shao Cixin really had no way of explaining herself to Wen Zhihan.

Facing such a dilemma, Shao Cixin wished she could go back in time to the moment she made this additional clause to their agreement and slap herself in the face.

Who let you talk nonsense, let you be stingy, and let you get ahead of yourself!

Look at what you’ve gotten yourself into. Something big has happened!

As soon as Lin Mumu stepped into the studio, she saw Shao Cixin slumped listlessly on the table.

Shao Cixin’s head turned back and forth, sometimes facing the big screen, sometimes facing the door.

When she saw Lin Mumu come in, Shao Cixin stopped what she was doing and raised her hand to expressionlessly greet her. “Hi.”

It was too cute and funny.

Lin Mumu laughed. “Cixin, what are you doing?”

Shao Cixin didn’t feel like swiveling her head anymore. She pressed her forehead against the warm tabletop. “I have something on my mind.”

Lin Mumu sat beside her and asked worriedly, “What’s on your mind?”

“I can’t say…”

When Lin Mumu heard this, she had the sense not to press any further.

The two of them sat on the bench quietly, letting the time pass.

After a while, Shao Cixin couldn’t hold it in anymore. She raised her head and said, “Mumu.”

“Yeah, I’m here.”

“Let me ask you a question.”

“Go ahead.”

“What would you do if you encountered a particularly confusing situation, and you couldn’t figure out a solution?”

“Let the problem go, and have fate help me choose,” Lin Mumu answered very neatly. “If I can’t think of a solution myself, it’s useless to struggle. It’s better to let the situation take its course, and maybe a turning point will appear in the future!”

Shao Cixin was stunned.

Let the situation take its course…

Could she still follow the same advice when it came to her relationship with Wen Zhihan?

Shao Cixin continued thinking about the issue until she returned home that night.

She was changing her slippers when Wen Zhihan walked out of the study with a file in her hand. 

The pair of gold-rimmed glasses that Shao Cixin adored were casually hanging on the bridge of her nose.

Through her lenses, Wen Zhihan saw the person in the foyer slowly changing her shoes, appearing lost in her own thoughts.

“Cixin,” she said softly, “Are you worried about something?”

Shao Cixin returned to her senses and turned to see Wen Zhihan. She was in her pajamas with her long hair tucked behind her head and wearing those gold-rimmed glasses.

It was a mature and sexy look, with an irresistible lazy charm.

Shao Cixin didn’t know how to reject Wen Zhihan like this—Wen Zhihan was simply catering wildly to her aesthetic tastes!

“I’m fine.”

Shao Cixin rubbed the tip of her nose and looked away. She walked to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water, drinking to cover up her guilty conscience.

At the same time, she repeatedly muttered to herself in her heart: I don’t like Wen Zhihan, I don’t like Wen Zhihan, I don’t like Wen Zhihan.

When Shao Cixin set down her glass, she raised her head and found that Wen Zhihan had already come to her side.

Wen Zhihan was looking at her gently. “Who made our Cixin unhappy?”

“…”

Shao Cixin felt like her heart was going to explode.

—Heavens, how could this person’s attention be so attractive!

Shao Cixin couldn’t bear to offend Wen Zhihan, so she lowered her head and said obediently, “No one made me unhappy.”

She felt Wen Zhihan’s hand fall on top of her hair and gently stroke her head.

Then Wen Zhihan kissed her on the lips and swept her into her arms.

“It’s best if there’s no one.” Wen Zhihan patted Shao Cixin’s back.

Shao Cixin could hear the relief in her tone.

Wen Zhihan was sincerely worried about Shao Cixin’s happiness. She truly cared for her well-being.

Shao Cixin suddenly lost the courage to push Wen Zhihan away and refuse her closeness.

She couldn’t help but hug Wen Zhihan back, burying her head in Wen Zhihan’s shoulder and whispering, “Wen Zhihan, don’t be so good…”

“Why?”

“Something bad will happen.”

“For example?”

“For example, there will be many people who like you…”

Shao Cixin wasn’t referring to herself, but she was afraid that one of those people would include herself.

The most unnecessary thing between them was love.

The moment Wen Zhihan heard Shao Cixin’s words, her emotions surged, and she couldn’t help but hold her tighter.

Was it Cixin?

Did Wen Zhihan finally have the right to spend her whole life with her?

Wen Zhihan suppressed her anticipation and tried her best to appear calm. “Who likes me?”

Damn it, she (SCX) said too much!

Sirens went off in her head. As she panicked, she quickly came up with a person to sacrifice. “Chen Suling!

“If you keep on being so good, there will be many people like her who like you. Am I wrong?”

“…”

Wen Zhihan sighed quietly.

Sure enough, she misunderstood.

“Whether they like me or not, it doesn’t matter.” Wen Zhihan used the gentlest tone to give voice to the most ruthless yet realistic statement, “After all, it doesn’t prevent me from rejecting them.”

Shao Cixin: “…”

She vaguely saw the consequences of liking Wen Zhihan.

Wen Zhihan would reject others, and she would also reject her.

Shao Cixin strengthened her desire to run away from her own feelings. 

The pain of liking someone—she didn’t want to suffer it a second time.

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