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Zhao Qingqing had a beautiful dream. In her dream, after relentless effort and dedication, she finally held the Oscar for Best Entertainment Program Director, the coveted Oscar Statette.
During her acceptance speech, tears filled her eyes as she passionately declared, "Bringing joy to others is my dream and my greatest happiness."
The whole world cheered for her, with some shouting loudly, "Qingqing!"
"Zhao Qingqing! Zhao Qingqing!"
It felt as if Zhao Qingqing's soul floated into the air, surrounded by pink bubbles and roses.
In this moment of universal celebration, however, a discordant voice quietly wrapped around Zhao Qingqing like a vine.
The voice was deep and cool as it said, "While the whole world is happy, how can you bear to let me be so sad alone?"
Zhao Qingqing looked down and was shocked to see that the face of the Oscar Statette had transformed into Boss Ye's face!
Uh—Wow—Ah—
As Zhao Qingqing screamed and threw the Oscar Statette away, her joyful spirit tumbled down from the clouds, and then she woke up.
As usual, without the aid of contact lenses, the world was a blur upon waking. Zhao Qingqing rubbed her eyes.
Wait!
Unlike the past six months, the bed beneath her felt soft like the waters of a February lake, comfortable as if she were lying on a cloud. Zhao Qingqing stretched and sighed contentedly.
She rarely admitted to being delicate or spoiled, but after sleeping on a dormitory mattress for half a year, she truly missed her King-size waterbed at home.
Unable to resist, she rolled around on the bed.
Roll to the right, roll and roll until she reached the edge of the bed.
Change direction, roll and roll again... until she found herself by someone’s legs!
Zhao Qingqing suddenly looked up and saw Boss Ye leaning against the headboard, working on his laptop...
At that moment, Zhao Qingqing decided to officially award herself the title of "Zhao the Fool." How could she have forgotten? This wasn’t just her bed; it was their bed!
After half a year apart, facing each other again made Zhao Qingqing feel a mix of anger, guilt, and a confusing blend of emotions. Amidst this turmoil, her apprehension took over. She mustered her courage, lifted her head boldly, trying to take control of the situation. Then she maintained her position and cautiously crawled backward until she reached what she considered a safe distance.
Just as Zhao Qingqing quietly moved one leg, she heard Boss Ye’s low and cool voice, seemingly indifferent: “Why are you looking at me like that?”
What kind of look? Zhao Qingqing’s eyes were filled with questions as she unconsciously furrowed her brows.
Boss Ye patiently closed his laptop and leaned slightly forward, allowing Zhao Qingqing to see his flawless face clearly.
She instinctively held her breath.
“It's that look that seems to say, ‘Look at me, I’m beautiful, right? Stunning, isn’t it?’ But in reality, it’s more like a twitchy gaze as if sand has gotten into your eyes,” Boss Ye said slowly.
Zhao Qingqing immediately thought about dousing this boss with a mouthful of salt soda. Yet she knew that her courage had never been able to manifest in front of him; the wise thing to do was to quickly put her contact lenses back in and stand five meters away from him before plotting her next move.
Just as she decided to leave, she moved one hand only for Boss Ye to grab it firmly. His voice was calm as he asked, “Why do you run away when you see me?”
“I... I thought you were going to take me to Australia.” Half a year ago, when she accepted his proposal, he had made such a request. But she still had dreams to fulfill; how could she easily travel thousands of miles away?
He fell silent for a moment, seemingly accepting her explanation. Then, he slowly kissed her fingertips and softly said, “You accepted the flowers and card he gave you, didn’t you?”
His voice was colder than usual, and Zhao Qingqing couldn’t help but shiver at the sound, her body trembling slightly.
He lowered his head again, kissing her ear as he continued, “You let him call you Qingqing, didn’t you?”
Zhao Qingqing felt his voice was so icy it could shatter glass. Alarm bells rang in her mind: he was really angry!
This realization left Zhao Qingqing feeling flustered; she could only maintain her previous position, frozen like a startled turtle.
In the next moment, her silk nightgown was torn apart. She widened her eyes in terror, regretting that beautiful piece of silk she hadn’t worn in six months, now ruined by Boss Ye’s fury.
Ye Jing’s kiss on Zhao Qingqing’s shoulder was both heated and fierce. This time he said nothing, but Zhao Qingqing suddenly recalled the encouraging hand Xu Ziqi had placed on her back the night before.
Finally understanding the source of his anger, Zhao Qingqing hurriedly explained, “Actually, I was with Xu Ziqi…”
Before she could finish, Ye Jing abruptly flipped Zhao Qingqing over like a salted fish, bringing her under his control. Their eyes met, and she found herself unable to utter a single word.
His gaze clearly conveyed: dare to say another word and see what happens.
Even if Zhao Qingqing had the courage to speak, she couldn’t manage a single syllable at that moment because this time, it was her lips that were captured…
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