Passionate Love After Marriage With The White Moonlight Movie Queen

Chapter 4: Who Allowed You To Hug Me?

The warmth in her palm lingered, but Gu Jinrong felt a sense of melancholy in her heart.

She took out the household register book that had fulfilled its glorious mission and returned it to Shen Qingzhi. "Is this it? It was given to me by Hanzhi."

Hanzhi Shen?

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingzhi's cheeks puffed up like a blown-up pufferfish, swelled to an enormous size.

That person actually stooped so low as to sell out her own younger sister, without even batting an eye!

They truly are a nest of snakes and rats! A conspiracy!

She was about to curse some more in her mind when her phone rang at the perfect timing.

Shen Qingzhi took out her phone and glanced at it. "Oh, it's like speaking of the devil."

She answered the call, and Shen Hanzhi's voice came through the electronic device.

"Qingzhi, did you meet with Jinrong today? How was it? Was it a pleasant surprise?"

"I remember when you were young, you used to stick to her all the time, calling her 'Gu-jiejie' this and 'Gu-jiejie' that. How come you've become shy now that you've grown up?"

"Now, everyone has come back from abroad for quite some time, and you didn't even bother to reach out. It had to be me, your sister, who took the initiative."

Although the phone was not on speaker mode, the volume was loud, and the car's interior was enclosed.

Shen Qingzhi held the phone in her hand and glanced at Gu Jinrong with a guilty expression.

Gu Jinrong's face showed no emotion, but it was evident that she had heard everything.

What did she mean by "when you were young, you used to stick to her all the time"?

It was simply fabricated out of thin air! Nonsense!

Anger surged inside Shen Qingzhi, and she angrily interrupted the babbling on the other end of the phone.

"Shen Hanzhi, have you ever seen anyone betray their own younger sister like this?"

Shen Hanzhi was completely puzzled by this sudden outburst of anger and asked, "Where did I offend you?"

And she has the audacity to ask where she offended her.

"Not respecting my wishes and forcing me to go on a blind date is one thing, but the blind date turned out to be Gu Jinrong."

If only she had given her a heads-up about everything, she wouldn't have embarrassed herself so unprepared.

No, wait. If she had known in advance, she wouldn't have come here at all.

Shen Hanzhi understood the reason behind her anger and didn't bother arguing with her hot-tempered little sister.

"Hey, so you're mad about this. The blind date was just a trick to deceive our mother.

"I thought that since you were going to meet Gu Jinrong anyway, I might as well use this opportunity to help you fend off the disaster.

"But instead of being grateful, you murdered me."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingzhi was stunned: So, in reality, there was no blind date at all?

Before she could feel guilty for wrongly accusing her own sister, she lowered her head and saw the reddish-brown-covered household registration book in her hand. The small flame of anger that had just started to fade inside her heart flared up again.

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"So, what do you mean by handing over our family's household registration to her?"

Shen Hanzhi didn't know why her little tyrant sister was so angry today, but she patiently explained.

"I just registered the new car with the household registration book this morning and had something to take care of, so I couldn't come home.

"Since I happened to run into Jinrong, I thought since you were going to meet her in the afternoon anyway, I asked her to pass the household registration book to you."

So, it was such a simple reason. Shen Qingzhi looked at the neatly laid household registration book and marriage certificate on her lap. She wanted to continue getting angry but felt like a deflated balloon with a punctured hole.

No, she still had to blame Shen Hanzhi. How could a grown person like her be so careless? Is it okay to casually give away the household registration book?

The phone call was still ongoing, and Shen Hanzhi continued to ramble on, but Shen Qingzhi didn't pay attention to what she was saying.

When she snapped back to reality, she just caught the last sentence.

"So did you two actually meet today? What's the situation now?"

Shen Qingzhi's gaze didn't move away from the marriage certificate, and she replied indignantly.

"We got married."

Shen Hanzhi was bewildered, "What did you just say?"

In response, she heard a series of busy tones on the other end of the line.

Shen Hanzhi's call quickly came in again, but Shen Qingzhi decisively hung up and activated the "Do Not Disturb" mode.

Her heart felt tired, and she wanted some peace and quiet.

A soothing ringtone echoed in the car, but it wasn't a call for Shen Qingzhi.

Gu Jinrong answered the call without any hesitation, making no effort to conceal it.

"Hm, Hanzhi, Qingqing is with me now."

"Yes, we got married. Just this afternoon."

"We have free time recently. I'll ask Qingqing about the specific time to visit."

"Don't worry, we'll get along well."

"Okay, let's discuss the details when we meet."

"Goodbye."

The call lasted for about five minutes, with Shen Hanzhi doing most of the talking.

Shock, confusion, concern, and blessings. One person's emotions can undergo so many changes in a short period of time.

Shen Qingzhi listened in the sidelines throughout the conversation, realizing that her elder sister hadn't forgotten that she was the true blood relative. It brought some comfort to her heart.

Although Shen Hanzhi tricked me this time, she didn't do it on purpose. I'll just pretend to be angry with her for a day.

Shen Qingzhi didn't feel like going home at the moment. The wedding was rushed, and going home would inevitably require more explanations.

Although this matter couldn't be avoided indefinitely, she could delay it for a while longer.

She gave Gu Jinrong the address of the hotel where she usually stayed temporarily and comfortably treated her as a driver.

Gu Jinrong didn't say anything when she heard the address. She silently started driving.

The car started, and music played inside, soothing and melodic, conducive to sleep.

Shen Qingzhi yawned and covered her eyes with the back of her hand, tears streaming out from exhaustion.

From last night until now, she hadn't been able to rest properly. She was already incredibly tired.

Having gone through so much during the day, she could finally relax now.

She leaned against the backrest of the passenger seat, and the shock-absorbing chair welcomed her entire body.

Before long, she sank into a state of drowsiness.

The vehicle stopped at a red light, and Gu Jinrong turned her head to observe the sleeping girl, her eyes filled with tenderness.

The little girl had always been proud since she was young, but whenever she was by Gu Jinrong's side, she behaved well.

Especially when she was asleep, she curled up into a small figure, completely defenseless.

The air conditioning in the car was strong, causing Shen Qingzhi to sneeze involuntarily, and her beautiful eyebrows unconsciously furrowed.

A strand of light golden hair brushed across her fair face, disturbing the owner of the slumber.

Gu Jinrong reached out and picked up the strand of hair, tucking it behind her ear.

Then, Gu Jinrong took a coat from the back seat and carefully draped it over Shen Qingzhi. To prevent the coat from slipping, she tucked one corner into the seatbelt.

In her dream, Shen Qingzhi blissfully accepted this warmth, her eyebrows relaxing, and her body unconsciously snuggling into the coat, seemingly enjoying it.

The traffic light turned green, and Gu Jinrong took hold of the steering wheel again.

The red Porsche weaved through the traffic, concealing the tender affection in the owner's eyes.

It was the rush hour now, and the road was congested. Gu Jinrong drove for a full hour before parking in the garage.

Shen Qingzhi, in the passenger seat, still showed no signs of waking up.

Usually, she had developed the ability to fall asleep and wake up in an instant when rushing for shoots, but this time, perhaps due to extreme exhaustion or an exceptionally comfortable environment, she went into a deep sleep directly in the car.

Gu Jinrong turned off the car's air conditioning and hesitated to wake her up.

She leaned down and unbuckled the seatbelt, lifting Shen Qingzhi together with the coat, just like before.

However, the young girl seemed to have grown taller.

The tip of her nose emitted a pleasant, cool fragrance, and Shen Qingzhi naturally extended her arms, hooking them around the slender neck.

Carrying her like this, Gu Jinrong stepped out of the Porsche, but it still woke her up.

Shen Qingzhi jolted awake and struggled to break free from Gu Jinrong's embrace.

Her movement was a bit too strong and nearly caused both of them to fall.

Fortunately, Gu Jinrong, who had filmed numerous action scenes in M country over the years, was agile and quick to stabilize both of them.

Still drowsy, Shen Qingzhi mumbled incoherently, "Who allowed you to hug me? I can walk on my own."

At that moment, Shen Qingzhi stumbled around like a drunkard, almost colliding with the car door.

Gu Jinrong:...

She shifted the coat and their bags to her left hand and reached out to support Shen Qingzhi, who was about to continue banging into the car door.

"Alright, alright, you can walk on your own. Walk this way."

Being stroked in the right direction, Shen Qingzhi cooperated this time and obediently followed Gu Jinrong as they entered and exited the elevator, eventually stopping in front of a door.

After the journey, Shen Qingzhi finally regained clarity. She surveyed the unfamiliar surroundings.

"Wait a minute, this isn't the hotel I mentioned."

Gu Jinrong unlocked the door and retrieved a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet, placing them on the doormat.

"This is my place. It's rush hour now, and going to a hotel would be too congested."

Shen Qingzhi looked down and saw the slippers at the entrance, perfectly sized and in her favorite beige color with bunny designs.

She willingly changed into the slippers and headed straight for the sofa, thinking to herself with a hint of coquettishness: For the sake of these bunny slippers, I'll stay here temporarily.

She sat on the sofa and observed the surroundings. Calling it a "home" would be an overstatement; "house" seemed more fitting.

The interior space was spacious, clean, and well-lit. However, apart from a few essential pieces of furniture such as the sofa and coffee table, there was hardly anything else in the living room.

It seemed like a show home, where you could move in directly without any need for arrangement.

Gu Jinrong fetched a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator and placed it on the coffee table in front of Shen Qingzhi.

Sensing the puzzled gaze, she took the initiative to explain, "I just returned to China, so I haven't had time to decorate the house."

Is this considered "not decorated at all"? It's more like moving into a show house directly.

Well, it doesn't matter. I'll just stay here for one night. It's none of my business if someone likes living in a show home.

While Shen Qingzhi nonchalantly brushed off the situation in her mind, she couldn't help but look around. It was only when Gu Jinrong left the living room and returned that she reappeared.

"Qingqing, would you like to take a shower now? This bathrobe is new, and the size should fit you perfectly."

Shen Qingzhi took the bathrobe handed to her by Gu Jinrong. It was made of cotton and seemed to have been washed with a floral scent of gardenia.

Shen Qingzhi was quite satisfied with this arrangement. She raised her chin proudly, nodded slightly, and followed Gu Jinrong's guidance to the bathroom.

Gu Jinrong led her into the master bathroom attached to the master bedroom. Compared to the empty living room, this area was relatively well-equipped and had a touch of vitality.

When Shen Qingzhi was younger, she had visited Gu Jinrong's house and even stayed there for a few nights. Back then, she was carefree and would develop strong affection for someone, wanting to be close to them indefinitely.

She didn't treat the other person as a stranger, nor did she treat herself as one.

During her stay at Gu Jinrong's house, she felt more at ease than in her own home.

Now, stepping into this highly private domain once again, she had a sense of temporal and spatial dislocation.

The bathroom cabinet was neatly arranged with various toiletries, including shower gel, conditioner, and perfume...

Shen Qingzhi glanced up and noticed that half of them were from the brand Gu Jinrong was  currently endorsing.

She was quite dedicated to her work.

Gu Jinrong had always had a touch of OCD and couldn't stand things around her being asymmetrical. For example, these bottles and jars had to be arranged in pairs with contrasting heights.

Many years had passed, but Gu Jinrong's habits hadn't changed.

As the saying goes, the country is easy to change, and nature is hard to change. How can a person's preferences be so easily changed?

Shen Qingzhi's mind became active as she woke up, and her thoughts immediately jumped back to nine years ago, when her expectations had been repeatedly disappointed.

This made her angry again, unable to contain her frustration.

Two people in one house, with two different moods.

At that moment, Gu Jinrong sat alone in the study, logging into her private Weibo account on her phone.

This was her personal haven, a secret account she hadn't shared with anyone. The account only had three zombie followers provided by Sina*.

*Sina Weibo

Previously, she would occasionally post a mood-related update, always carrying a touch of artistic temperament. However, this time, the style took a sudden turn.

Dear Qingqing: We got married today  Happy.jpg

Author's Note: 

Shen Qingzhi: Shen Hanzhi is all to blame for young girls getting married at a young age!

Shen Hanzhi: Meow meow meow? I just asked someone to hand over a household registration book, and I didn't force you to get married.

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Randomly sending a red envelope of 50 yuan (Just to meet the quota, awooo~)