Didn’t Expect That, Did You?

This Is Convenient

Wen Zhihan knew that Shao Cixin’s thought process was always a bit unconventional, but she didn’t expect it to be this unconventional.

Sleeping in the study? She really thought of that…

Looking at her confusion, Shao Cixin typed another line: [Did I say something wrong? There are only beds in your bedroom and study. You can’t possibly make me sleep on the sofa, can you?]

[President Wen]: I won’t let you sleep on the sofa or in the study.

[President Wen]: But Cixin, why would you think I’d have you sleep in the study?

Shao Cixin’s response was righteous and confident.

[Shao Cixin]: Because your house has only two beds. You can’t possibly make me sleep on the sofa. That would be too miserable for a young lady like me.

[Shao Cixin]: Sleeping in your room is even more impossible.

[Shao Cixin]: A bedroom is a private space with privacy and comfort. It can’t be disturbed by outsiders. Otherwise, it would be very uncomfortable. I do have an understanding of respecting each other’s private spaces.

Wen Zhihan felt both helpless and amused looking at these lines of text.

What was said wasn’t wrong per se. It just wasn’t correct.

Did she not consider that at all…

Then Wen Zhihan saw a message sent by Shao Cixin.

[Cixin]: Did you renovate a side room while I was filming?

[Wen Zhihan]: “?”

Very imaginative.

Shao Cixin sent out the question full of anticipation, then saw Wen Zhihan’s reply: [No]

Shao Cixin: “……”

She had anticipated in vain. She thought there would be a surprise.

Wen Zhihan: There’s no side room, and you don’t have to sleep in the study or on the sofa.

Wen Zhihan: You can sleep in the same room with me. It’s more convenient.

Shao Cixin stared at the word “convenient.” It seemed to color the entire conversation.

The things the Bodhistva were saying were becoming increasingly bold.

She couldn’t help but want to tease the other person again.

[Shao Cixin]: Senior Sister, what do you mean by convenient?

Then she saw Wen Zhihan’s five-word reply.

[President Wen]: Everything is convenient.

Across the screen, Shao Cixin seemed to be able to see the gentle smile on her face when she replied.

Now Shao Cixin was confused: “?”

Aside from repaying the debt being convenient, what else could be convenient?

She typed out the question in the input bar, but she saw Wen Zhihan send a question first before she finished.

[President Wen]: Are you coming back to Feng City?

Shao Cixin deleted the words she was typing and responded to her: [Yes, I’ve finished shooting today, and now I’m rushing back.]

[President Wen]: Do you need me to pick you up?

[Shao Cixin]: No need. My agent and her team are with me.

[Shao Cixin]: I plan to go home first, pack my things, and then move to your place. I can’t possibly move empty-handed.

[President Wen]: That’s fine. If you need help, just let me know at any time.

[President Wen]: When you get home, remember to message me that you’re safe.

Their chat ended here.

Shao Cixin looked at the screen, feeling a little awkward in her heart.

—Did I have a question for her just now?

Rong Ya gave Shao Cixin a half-day off the day after she returned to Feng City. She had to go out for a rehearsal in the evening.

Shao Cixin had a good sleep, then got up to eat and pack her things.

As a bright and glamorous superstar, clothes and jewelry were indispensable.

A while ago, the brand sent a lot of clothes that Rong Ya had kept at home. Several large boxes were unopened. She planned to take them to Wen Zhihan’s place to open.

Having gathered the stuff she wanted to bring, Shao Cixin sat on the living room carpet, packing the boxes.

Even though she felt she was holding back when packing, she still ended up with several large boxes.

Looking around at the boxes, she was suddenly grateful that Wen Zhihan’s walk-in closet was large enough. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be enough space for her beautiful treasures.

She took out her phone and took a photo of the boxes as a keepsake.

After taking the photo, she remembered she hadn’t updated her Moments[1] in a long time. So she went through her stockpile of sweet photos, picked out the sweetest one, and updated her Moments with an incredibly cheesy caption.

Both sets of parents were the first to like her post.

Wen Zhihan arrived a bit late, adding a comment to flaunt their affection.

Wen Yu, however, never showed up. Shao Cixin didn’t know if she was too offended to comment or simply didn’t see it.

Leaning on the sofa, Shao Cixin suddenly wanted to take advantage of the free time to inquire with Wen Zhihan.

[Shao Cixin]: Wen Zhihan, I want to inquire about someone.

[President Wen]: Who?

[Shao Cixin]: Your sister, Wen Yu.

[President Wen]:?

[Shao Cixin]: The thing is, she hasn’t bothered me these months when I’ve been shooting. I haven’t seen her on my Moments either.

[Shao Cixin]: Isn’t this too obedient? Is she this obedient a person?

[Shao Cixin]: Did something happen?

Shao Cixin watched as Wen Zhihan’s typing status changed and changed again. It took quite a while before a message was sent over: [I thought you had forgotten about her]

Shao Cixin managed to taste several subtexts in this sentence.

Are you inquiring about my sister, who I don’t get along with?

It’s been so long since you’ve mentioned her. I really thought you’d forgotten her.

Didn’t you say you don’t like her anymore? Why are you still concerned about her?

Do you still have her in your heart?

Each subtext has a different context, whether it is flat, questioning, or imaginative.

Separated by the screen, Shao Cixin lost her judgment all at once, unable to ascertain what the person on the other end of the screen really meant.

She couldn’t help but think back.

Once, Wen Bodhisattva had said “you cannot exploit me too much” because of Wen Yu, clearly disliking her for turning back to choose a lousy woman and slap her in the face.

Thinking about it this way, she felt as if she had encountered a subtle killer question.

She first very cautiously eliminated the latter two subtexts.

They weren’t in a romantic relationship, so what was the point of these ambiguous things?

After doing the process of elimination, she immediately proved her innocence.

[Shao Cixin]: Don’t misunderstand. I don’t mean that I care whether she lives or dies. I’m just purely curious why she’s so obedient. After all, she said she wouldn’t give up on me before, and I’m afraid she’s secretly preparing to cause trouble and catch me off guard.

[Shao Cixin]: Really, rest assured, I am definitely on your side now, united against the outside world!

Wen Zhihan looked at this long string of clarifications on the phone screen and only replied after a while.

——I arranged for her to go to work.

Shao Cixin stared at these eight words, completely stunned.

Work?

Who?

Wen Yu??

Oh my god, is this second young miss who only knows how to eat and wait for death in a pile of money actually going to work???

Then Wen Zhihan sent another sentence: [She’s too idle normally]

When people are idle, they can do anything.

Like causing trouble for the sister-in-law.

Shao Cixin: “……”

No wonder she saw Wen Yu significantly less… Bodhisattva really had a trick up her sleeve.

Guanglan Investment.

Several employees, hugging their documents, quietly passed by a certain department.

Through the glass, they could see the Wen family’s second young miss sitting at her desk.

Her hair is slightly curled, her long lashes hanging down silently, features are both elegant and pretty.

She sat in place without uttering a word, only the pen in her hand was moving, and the whole person was aloof, like a snow lotus that could only be viewed from afar.

Everyone took a quick glance and left, then began discussing in full swing.

“Hey hey, she’s really good looking, and has quite a temperament!”

“I must say, the looks of their entire family are absolutely stunning, I really envy them.”

“Look at how seriously she’s writing, I don’t know what she’s writing, I wonder if President Wen would give her a lot of work?”

“Mm, a lot.”

“?”

“Really? I thought she was just here to kill time, not to actually work.”

“I don’t know, I don’t understand, perhaps our Mrs. Wen wants to train her little sister.”

“Ah… that’s really tough.”

Wen Yu couldn’t hear the outside discussion, and she was focused on furiously scribbling Wen Zhihan’s name on the paper.

This person had to make her work and gave her a pile of documents, saying she had to start learning from scratch.

What’s more, every piece of work had to be reviewed by Wen Zhihan herself, and if there were a slight mistake, it would have to be returned for redoing, asking for perfection and not tolerating any sloppiness.

Furthermore, after Wen Xingyun had looked over those documents, he nodded and said Wen Zhihan had done a good job. He told Wen Yu to learn properly from her sister, directly cutting off her path to call for reinforcements.

Moreover, nowadays, the affairs big and small of the Wen family are mostly decided by Wen Zhihan. The worst thing was that even her source of income was controlled by Wen Zhihan!

So, she could only follow her to work every day, and her time was arranged to be extremely tight.

Now she didn’t even have the chance to go out and wander. Even the time to message Shao Cixin had reduced!

She originally planned to visit the set to continue winning Shao Cixin back!

Compared to this life’s Wen Zhihan, the previous life’s Wen Zhihan was simply a clear and elegant angel.

At least the previous life’s Wen Zhihan didn’t force her to work, nor did she threaten her with her source of income!

In short, Wen Zhihan her sworn enemy whom she absolutely cannot coexist with!

She hated Wen Zhihan to death!!

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got, and since she couldn’t leave the company, Wen Yu could only continue to grudgingly note down her deep-seated hatred in the notebook.

Shao Cixin had been busy rehearsing these past few days.

Due to the pressing schedule, she would sometimes even forget to eat.

During this time, Wen Zhihan would chat with her, reminding her to eat properly no matter how busy she was with work.

She would say she didn’t have the time and that she would eat a late-night snack after finishing rehearsals.

Every time they ended their conversations abruptly, their chats never lasted more than five minutes.

And since she had returned to Feng City, they hadn’t met each other.

One day, she rehearsed until dawn again.

After bidding everyone farewell, she turned around to grab her belongings and leave.

Just as she was putting on her coat, a young girl ran excitedly into the rehearsal room, saying to her, “Sister Cixin, your wife is here!”

Shao Cixin paused, “?”

Wen Zhihan?

The young girl’s tone was light and brisk, “She’s waiting for you outside!”

Shao Cixin hurriedly gathered her things and walked out.

She quickly strode down the familiar long hallway and pushed open the door that was close at hand— it was snowing.

Shao Cixin stopped.

The familiar figure was standing under the light, quietly looking up at the snow scene. The beige trench coat was gently lifted by the night wind, and the golden glasses reflected a cold metallic light.

It was a beautiful scene, like a painting.

Wen Zhihan heard a sound and turned to look at her, smiling as she asked, “Finished rehearsing?”

For some reason, Shao Cixin felt her ears getting a little hot.

She touched her ear and asked, “Why did you come over?”

Wen Zhihan extended her hand towards her, her tone gentle, “I came to pick up my wife from work.”

Shao Cixin faintly heard the people behind her cheering. She took Wen Zhihan’s hand and walked over.

After closing the door, Shao Cixin was surprised, “Wen Zhihan, you didn’t come over specially at this hour, did you?”

Then she looked at her glasses, “Wait, did you just get off work too?”

Upon hearing this, Wen Zhihan nodded her head.

“Are you hungry? Shall we get something to eat?”

“Sure,” Shao Cixin responded cheerfully, “Let’s go, I’m starving!”

Wen Zhihan agreed and placed her hand in her own coat pocket.

Shao Cixin looked at the pocket and then at Wen Zhihan.

Wen Zhihan calmly said, “Your hand is cold.”

Shao Cixin seemed clueless, “Look who’s talking, your hand is cold too.”

Wen Zhihan, unfazed, smiled gently, “Then it’s just perfect for us to warm each other up.”

Shao Cixin didn’t say anything else.

She noticed that Wen Zhihan cared a lot about keeping her warm.

But thinking about Wen Zhihan’s character, it didn’t seem strange at all. Maybe Wen Zhihan cared this much about everyone, and there was no reason for her to read too much into it.

The two of them prepared to leave.

People inside were still excitedly watching them, this pair of wives.

Because they rarely saw them, they found it interesting to see them together.

Then Shao Cixin saw Wen Zhihan nodding at the people inside, saying hello, and casually holding her hand as they left.

Shao Cixin unconsciously looked at the pocket.

Their hands were interlocked, gradually warming each other.

The biting cold of winter suddenly seemed insignificant at this moment.

Shao Cixin remembered something, used her free hand to open her phone, pulled out a picture she had taken earlier, and showed it to Wen Zhihan, “Wen Zhihan. These are the things I packed a few days ago to move to your place, do you think it’s too much?

“These are all my clothes and jewelry. If you think it’s too much, I can take less, but they are my favorite pretty treasures…”

The last sentence was obviously a bit coquettish, a bit pitiful.

Wen Zhihan looked at it for a moment and said softly, “If you like it, bring it all. We have enough room in our walk-in closet, do whatever you want.”

Oe…

Shao Cixin suddenly started laughing, “Wen Zhihan, don’t you think we’re no different from a normal married couple?”

“There’s a difference,” Wen Zhihan said, “We’re both missing something.”

“What are we missing?” Shao Cixin asked curiously.

Wen Zhihan looked at the road ahead and spoke softly, “They’re missing a contract, and we…”

She looked sideways at Shao Cixin beside her.

“…are missing feelings.”

Looking into those beautiful eyes, a pang of unwillingness suddenly pricked Shao Cixin’s heart, making her inexplicably unwilling to continue the topic.

She shifted her gaze and changed the subject, “Wen Zhihan, what should we eat?”

Wen Zhihan followed her gaze and replied in a normal tone, “Anything is fine.

“I’ll follow your lead.”

[1] 朋友圈 (Péngyǒu quān): Moments, a feature in the Chinese social media app WeChat that functions similar to a Facebook feed.