Chapter 15.1 - Wedding (End)
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Cen Simiao was holding her phone.
Even after scrolling through Weibo for a long time, she still didn't see a trace of Liu Si having exposed that photo. She frowned and pursed her lips. He’s truly quite honest and certainly was kind enough to his artists.
Wu Lichen had just finished washing some apples. He handed her one, then took a bite of another himself and chewed. Seeing her expression, he knew what she was thinking. "Liu Si isn’t being honest, it’s just he has a brain."
Cen Simiao bit the apple and raised her eyes to look at the other - waiting for him to explain.
He sat down next to Cen Simiao. "If Liu Si simply exposes it, which artist would dare to sign under him in the future? Perhaps, ‘he’ was already sold that day."
Cen Simiao glanced at him. "Weren’t you sold as well? Feeling wronged?"
He lowered his head and nibbled at the apple.
After a while, he whispered, "The kidney tonics were all bought with my own money..."
Weibo has refreshed again.
With a casual glance, Cen Simiao saw that someone posted a picture of her shopping with Wu Lichen. It was taken pretty well; showing a pair of long legs, a thin waist, and a small face.
However, the accompanying caption wasn’t quite right.
@Free Shipping Please Please: Came across the two of them as they were shopping together. Later, also saw them go into a bespoke wedding dress shop. Planning a wedding?
She frowned, then waited an hour before checking the hot topics.
Sure enough.
They were all talking about this matter.
Cen Simiao brought her phone and asked him, "You did this?"
Wu Lichen lowered his eyes and frowned. "If you don't want to have a wedding, I don't mind. But how can you suspect that I have to be making trouble just because something is on Weibo?"
At the end of the day, still feeling a bit aggrieved.
Cen Simiao didn't believe him at all.
Just as expected.
Wu Lichen forwarded the microblog that speculated about the wedding but didn’t say anything. Cen Simiao also didn't try to find him again. She just sat on the sofa and massaged her head. After a while, Wu Lichen took the initiative, came over, and explained, "My hand slipped."
"However, if we delete it now, will someone say that I’m just living off a woman and my wife doesn't even want to give me an official status[1]?"
Cen Simiao raised her eyes.
He also added, "Will it affect my popularity?"
The wedding ceremony was very grand. The guests who came to attend the wedding took several photos of the interaction between Cen Simiao and Wu Lichen and posted them on Weibo. The comments below these posts all cried how it was ‘dog abuse’[2].
They were just too sweet.
But actually, Cen Simiao was cursing in her heart the entire time. She was very tired. Halfway through the ceremony, she had already wanted to shake off the high-heels, pull off the veil, dash home, tumble into the bed, and get a good sleep.
After everything finished, she slumped onto a chair while still in her wedding dress, and suddenly felt that her back was aching and sore, while her body couldn’t summon up any strength at all. Wu Lichen pulled loose his tie and unbuttoned his shirt. His eyes were full of tenderness as he went to her side and crouched down.
Gently taking off her heels, the originally fair and tender toes have now become red, and some places had been so pinched by the shoe for so long that it had lost blood flow.
He sighed with heartache and gently kneaded with his hands.
Wu Licheng: "The dress is so long anyway, it was fine to just wear slippers. Why wear such high heels just to tire yourself out?"
Cen Simiao raised her foot and kicked him.
Wu Lichen dodged in a hurry. The result: he swayed unstably and fell back.
She couldn't help laughing. With the curved eyes, her expression seemed extremely happy. Hearing her laughter, Wu Lichen just sat on the ground with his legs folded and his body tilted back, slightly lifting his chin with a smile on his lips.
His eyes were full of doting.
"Ding - the task progress bar is full."
Cen Simiao was taken aback for a moment. She curbed her smile, pursed her lips, and thought for a bit. The system was ready to take her away as it turned over the information for the next world.
"Can we overdraft the seeking death benefit of the next world?" she asked.
The system had trouble reacting to this question. This, such a can also be put on a tab?
Cen Simiao: "I’ll seek death a few more times in the next world, just let me stay a little longer in this one. Make it such that I’m in poor health, such that I’ll slowly die, okay?"
The system did not agree.
Cen Simiao: "Fine, then we’ll just stay in the next world for a few decades. I’ll wait and see what you would do about that performance report."
The system was so angered that it wanted to blast some BGM.
Wu Lichen felt that something was wrong. He frowned, stood up, checked Cen Simiao's forehead, and saw her pallor. "What’s wrong, where is it uncomfortable?"
Cen Simiao softly answered, "Tired."
Wu Lichen pinched her face. "Act spoiled again, I haven’t had enough of it."
Cen Simiao hugged his waist and place the side of her face against his body. She closed her eyes and felt a little dizzy while Wu Lichen was still talking beside her ears. His words were gentle and hearing him, she felt particularly safe.
[1] In other words, doesn’t want to officially recognize him as her husband.
[2] Chinese online slang equates singles as dogs. I.e., they’re abusing those who are single by being too sweet, bragging how they’re in a loving relationship… while others are single.
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