Cen Yuan raised an eyebrow.
Instead of getting angry, he laughed.
"A turtle?"
"That's right, because of all the shells," Jiang Liuyue said in a leisurely tone.
Cen Yuan's face instantly darkened.
His viper-like eyes fixed on her.
Just then, Song Hanzheng's voice came from behind:
"How is the selection going? Do you see anything you like?"
Jiang Liuyue turned her head and saw him approaching.
She greeted him with a smile.
The two naturally held hands. Song Hanzheng also noticed Cen Yuan and greeted him,
"You're this free? You don't need to stay at the company and came all the way to the sales office instead?"
Cen Yuan smiled, his expression returning to normal, and said,
"With so many real estate projects under the Cen Group, I should come down and walk around to understand the recent sales situation."
Song Hanzheng nodded slightly.
He looked down, gazing patiently at Jiang Liuyue.
"Let's go buy a house."
Jiang Liuyue shook his hand playfully and shook her head. "No, I don't like it here."
"Oh, that's fine too. Let's go look at Jiangdu Bay. That's a new development," Song Hanzheng suggested.
"Is Jiangdu Bay also owned by the Cen Group?"
"No."
"Alright, then let's go to Jiangdu Bay." Jiang Liuyue shot Cen Yuan a provocative look, waved her hand, and said, "Young Master Cen, thank you for your hospitality."
"It's just that I feel the feng shui of the properties here doesn't agree with me."
When the two returned to the car, Song Hanzheng asked while fastening his seatbelt:
"What happened? Did Cen Yuan give you a hard time just now?"
"It's nothing, just a dog barking a few times." Jiang Liuyue curled her lips into a smile, not taking it to heart at all.
After saying this, she suddenly realized something.
She covered her lips and looked at Song Hanzheng nervously.
"Oh right, he's your good friend. Should I not have talked about him like that in front of you?"
Song Hanzheng started the car, tilted his head slightly, and looked at her.
There was a hint of amusement in his tone.
"You are my, Song Hanzheng's, woman."
"What is there to be afraid of?"
"If you want to scold him, just scold him. Cen Yuan has thick skin anyway."
Jiang Liuyue smiled, looking very much like a bewitching imperial concubine.
Her eyebrows raised slightly, her eyes sparkling with charm.
She said with a smile,
"Alright, then I won't hold back the next time I see him."
"Mhm," Song Hanzheng nodded.
They ultimately settled on a single-family villa in Jiangdu Bay.
Looking at the empty three-story villa, Jiang Liuyue pointed at herself and said, "Wouldn't it be too extravagant for me to live here all by myself?"
The corners of Song Hanzheng's lips curled up slightly.
"Who said you'd be living alone?"
Meeting Jiang Liuyue's gaze, he said, "I'm moving in too."
"Oh."
She nodded, a fleeting blush crossing her fair, soft cheeks.
Lowering her head, she suddenly whispered,
"Then we'll have to pick out the mattress for our bedroom very carefully."
Song Hanzheng was slightly startled.
He stayed silent for three seconds.
Then he spoke,
"You sleep in the master bedroom, and I'll sleep in the guest bedroom."
Huh?
Jiang Liuyue stared at him.
So innocent.
Moving in together but still sleeping in separate rooms.
...
Filming on set had been going rather smoothly lately.
Li Feile seemed to have finally quieted down. She hadn't been making a fuss lately and was behaving herself during shoots.
Once she finished filming, she would head straight back to her nanny van.
Jiang Liuyue found it a bit strange.
"This doesn't seem like her."
Sister Li handed her a hot coffee she had bought and smiled. "Maybe she hit a snag and has learned to behave now."
Jiang Liuyue took a sip of her coffee.
She nodded and said, "Maybe..."
But she couldn't shake the feeling that it wasn't that simple.
Her phone buzzed a few times.
She had received new messages.
Song Hanzheng: [The moving company has already brought all your things into the new house.]
Song Hanzheng: [Come take a look after you finish filming.]
Looking down, Jiang Liuyue replied with an "okay."
Sister Li gave her a gossipy look and said,
"Liuyue, are you still dating him?"
"Didn't we agree that you'd end it early? Don't let it ruin your career when you get famous and this relationship gets exposed."
Jiang Liuyue tapped the screen with her fingertip, turning it off.
"Don't worry, Sister Li, I know what I'm doing."
Sometimes coincidences make the best stories. As Jiang Liuyue stood at the entrance of the film studio waiting for her car, she saw Li Feile's nanny van drive past her.
Then it suddenly stopped, and the window slowly rolled down.
Li Feile poked her head out from the back seat, taking off her black sunglasses to reveal a pair of narrow, shrewd eyes.
"Liuyue, what a coincidence."
"Where are you going?"
Everyone was trying to be civil.
Hearing this, Jiang Liuyue curved her lips into a smile.
"What a coincidence, Sister Feile."
"I'm going home. My boyfriend thought my place was too small, so he specially bought a villa in Jiangdu Bay. It comes with a pool and a garden."
"Oh right, I'll invite you over for the housewarming party."
In the past, Li Feile would have definitely lost her temper on the spot.
Who knew if she had actually learned to behave.
Hearing all this, she actually nodded calmly.
"Alright, give me a call when the time comes."
With that, she put her sunglasses back on. The window slowly rolled up, and the nanny van drove away.
A black Maybach slowly pulled up.
The driver was the one Song Hanzheng usually used.
"Miss Jiang, President Song asked me to pick you up."
"Okay."
As she opened the car door, flashes of light went off from a hidden corner.
As the car drove past the corner, Jiang Liuyue clearly saw a few people dressed like paparazzi instinctively turning their backs, holding telephoto lenses in their hands.
The car slowly arrived at Jiangdu Bay.
Jiang Liuyue pushed the door open and entered. There was a high ceiling over two meters tall, an extravagant crystal chandelier hanging down, and a winding golden spiral staircase going up. The indoor furniture and decorations were all in a low-key dark gold tone.
Song Hanzheng was looking down at a newspaper.
Seeing her return.
He looked up, his tone flat.
"You're here?"
"Ah, I'm so tired." Jiang Liuyue jogged over to the sofa, stretched her arms, and lay down in a lazy posture.
She was wearing a light white knit sweater on her upper body.
As she raised her arms slightly, a section of her fair, tender waist was exposed.
Dazzlingly white.
Song Hanzheng originally wanted to say something, but as his gaze shifted and landed there, his eyes darkened.
He then unnaturally averted his eyes back to where they were.
"I hired two aunties, one for cooking and one for cleaning."
"Whatever you like to eat, I'll have them make it."
Jiang Liuyue looked down and thought for a moment, then raised her head.
"Can the cooking auntie make... Diguo Chicken?"
Song Hanzheng was stunned. "...Huh?"
Looking at his dumbfounded expression.
Jiang Liuyue burst out laughing.
A hint of slyness flashed across her lips.
Her finger swiftly brushed across the tip of his nose.
"I'm just joking with you."
Before she could pull her hand back, Song Hanzheng grabbed it firmly.
Jiang Liuyue was already half-lying on the sofa in a lazy posture. Her pitch-black, smooth long hair spread out like a waterfall, and her almond eyes were slightly raised. Even she didn't realize how bewitchingly beautiful she looked in this position.
Song Hanzheng leaned over her, propping one hand beside her waist.
His warm breath brushed against her cheek.
The two of them drew closer and closer.
His voice was low, husky, and magnetic.
"But... what should I do if I'm a little unhappy right now?"
Jiang Liuyue's eyes sparkled.
She tilted her head up and took the initiative to peck the corner of his lips.
Smiling in a way that was both innocent and charming.
"Will this make you a little happier?"
