My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

She said yes, then went to the front desk and made a call on the landline. She spoke very quickly, as if she was discussing countermeasures for a public relations crisis or something like that.

Zeng Xishui looked at her for a long time, but she didn't notice it. He couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes. He turned and left. When he walked to the door, his teammates from the swimming team called.

Teammates teased: "Did the date go well?"

Zeng Xishui was not used to wearing formal clothes, so he unbuttoned a button and said, "It didn't go well."

His teammates asked him: "What's wrong?"

He looked back at the front desk: "It sounds different from before."

Yang Xi has a boring temperament, and the team members he brings out are also reserved and taciturn. They are not happy but remain unchanged. Yuwen was like this in the past. His psychological quality is very good. There is never any big ups and downs in his eyes. He is always the same. It was calm, but just now, she was in a trance, and she was extremely anxious.

Zeng Xishui once thought that only her brother could make her have other emotions, but now, it seemed that there was one more person.

The teammate said earnestly on the phone: "Xishui, Tingtang is very emotionally slow. I suggest you tell her clearly as soon as possible." Don't be snatched away by the little wolf cub outside.

Zeng Xishui smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid that if I mess up, I won't be able to be friends."

Regarding Su Wen's case, the public relations crisis is difficult to handle. The plan given by the company's public relations department is to clarify the relationship first, and then explain the reason for going to the hospital. It is best to make the reason more positive, and it is best to be Zhou Jianwei herself. Clarify in person.

Yuwen's attitude was to let Su Wen's studio make the decision, but Liu Chong couldn't be contacted, and the second person in charge of the studio didn't know about it, so he couldn't clarify it immediately.

When Yuwen returned to the hotel, it was almost nine o'clock. She was not in good spirits after a busy day, her head was drooped, and she looked gloomy.

"Listen."

She suddenly raised her head and looked over in the dim light: "Su Wen?"

He stood at the door of her room, and he didn't know how long he had been waiting. His eyebrows were very tired, and he was wearing a mask. He was probably in a hurry. He had not even taken off the eye makeup he wore during filming, and the light sunk into his pupils, making the light and shadow deep.

"You're back." He walked up to her, his voice a little hoarse, "I don't know where you are having the meeting, so I have to wait for you here."

Her phone card hadn't been replenished yet, so he could only wait.

It was windy today, his hair was a little messy, his body was dusty, his brows were tired, but his eyes were burning, staring at her nervously and intently.

"Have you eaten?" she asked.

Su Wen shook his head.

He took a four-hour flight and another hour to get to the hotel. He was stressed, had no mood, and had no time to eat.

Yuwen Ting looked at him: "Give me the phone."

He put the phone in her hand.

"password."

"591128."

59 is his birthday, 1128 is Tingting’s birthday, and all his passwords are this.

After Yu Wen heard that it was unlocked, he dialed Hu Mingyu's phone: "Secretary Hu, can you help me pack Chinese food for two people?"

"good."

She hung up the phone, returned the phone to him, took out the key and opened the door: "Come in first."

Su Wen followed her into the room.

She closed the door and went to pour him a glass of warm water. He followed her, never leaving: "Listen, do you know?"

"Um."

Weibo was paralyzed by his fans. How could she not know? She handed the cup to him.

He held the cup and refused to drink. He explained hurriedly: "It's not true. I don't like Zhou Jianwei. She was injured. I just sent her to the hospital."

She guessed that something happened to Zhou Jianwei, or something serious.

"Why don't you clarify?"

Su Wen didn't hide it from her: "Because of the injury, it cannot be made public."

She hesitated and asked, "Can you tell me?"

Su Wen nodded and said, "Sex and abuse."

She was surprised: "Is it Huang Pingzhong?"

"Um."

Sure enough, it was a big event.

Huang Pingzhong is married and is the top director in the country. The film production company under his name is also top-notch in the country. He has made countless artists popular. He is really talented, but his morals are also really bad. He has touched countless female artists. Qing, Zhou Jianwei is the only one who has maintained a long-term relationship with Huang Pingzhong. This matter is not a secret in the circle, but everyone in the circle will give Huang Pingzhong three points of face, and no one will expose it.

If Zhou Jianwei's sexual abuse was exposed, her unspoken rule would be confirmed. In this case, her stardom would basically be over.

Yuwen also knew clearly that Zhou Jianwei gave Su Wen the opportunity to make his debut. Moreover, it was not suitable for Su Wen to reveal this matter. He could do something like giving someone help in times of need, but what would the fans think about giving him arsenic in times of need?

Yuwen Ting poured himself a glass of water and sat on the sofa: "I will keep this matter secret and will not interfere with how you handle it. You can make your own decision whether to clarify or not."

He sat down and followed her with his eyes: "Do you believe what I said?"

She nodded.

She never doubted what Su Wen said, she believed every word.

Su Wen was conflicted and frowned in confusion: "Aren't you suspicious or angry?" His tone was lost and frustrated, "Don't you mind at all that I am spreading scandals with others?"

He felt that he was sick and wanted her to trust him, but he also wanted her to make a fuss with him or get jealous and quarrel.

Yuwen Ting replied: "I mind."

There were stars in his eyes instantly, and they were astonishingly bright. She still cared about him very much——

The second part of her sentence was: "Because of your scandal, our company's stock price has dropped."

Su asked: "..."

All the stars in his eyes suddenly dimmed, and the stock price was not as important to him...

"If a similar situation happens next time, you can just talk on the phone. You don't have to come all the way." Even on the phone, she would listen to his explanation.

Su Wen held the cup in his hand, tilted at an angle, and water dripped down the rim of the cup. He didn't notice it, and his eyes were like a strong net, locking her: "I'm afraid you will misunderstand."

She looked at him: "What's the misunderstanding?"

He couldn't look into her eyes, it would make him confused, make him make mistakes, and blurt out words without thinking: "I misunderstood that I don't like you."

I didn't plan to reveal it so quickly, because I know her well, and if we can't be a couple, we can't be friends, but I couldn't help myself, and was confused by her, so I unpreparedly revealed what I had been hiding for so long.

She was just surprised, and her eyelashes trembled a few times without any rhythm, like butterfly wings without direction.

"Su asked."

"Um."

Her cheeks were slightly dyed red, and her eyes melted with the light from the ceiling: "Do you," she paused, looking at him intently, "do you like me?"

He nodded: "Yeah, how did you just find out."

He had been waiting for many, many years, spending countless days and nights out of sight of her, missing her crazily and collecting any bits and pieces related to her.

However, she stood too high, and it took him a long time to stand where she could see him.

"Boom."

She knocked over the cup.

He immediately became trembling: "Did it scare you?"

Yuwen Ting shook his head and picked up the cup.

"Why do you like me?" Her voice was very low, not her usual straightforward tone. Her voice seemed strained, "Is it because I'm good at swimming?"

He was her fan, and her fans all liked her swimming. She only thought of this reason.

Su Wen said no, the tips of his ears were red: "I fell in love with you when you were not good at swimming."

She thought for a while: "Is that because of gymnastics?" She also practices gymnastics very well, and some of her fans are her gymnastics fans.

Su Wen shook his head again.

"Because you are Yuwen Ting."

She lowered her head, put her hands on her back, and wiped the sweat from her palms.

"Knock-knock-knock-"

The knock on the door interrupted the blushing and heart-pounding atmosphere in the room. Hu Mingyu was outside the door: "Second Miss, dinner is ready."

Yuwen blushed: "Eat first?"

Su Wen also blushed: "Okay."

She ate absentmindedly throughout the entire meal. He was looking at her, but she didn't know where to look.

It was already very late after dinner. He had been running all the way. She asked him to go to bed early, so he obediently went to find a room. She had been busy all day, and she thought she would fall asleep, but she couldn't sleep all night.

At seven o'clock in the morning, she opened the door and saw Su Wen standing at the door.

"Listen."

His eyes were red and his hair was messy.

I don’t know when he came. Yuwen Ting had mixed feelings in his heart: “Why didn’t you knock on the door?”

"I don't know if you're awake or not."

When he spoke, his voice was hoarse and his face was not very good. His skin was pale and only his eyes were red.

"Didn't you sleep well?"

She didn't sleep well either, so she put on very light makeup to cover the dark circles under her eyes.

Su Wen had a cold, and his voice was muffled and nasal: "I didn't sleep all night." He looked at her, not knowing what to say, and grabbed a handful of hair irritably, "Listen,"

He stopped talking, looked back at Liu Chong, and signaled him to avoid it.

Liu Chong looked at his watch: "The plane leaves at 8:15, you still have 69 minutes." After saying that, he wisely moved the ground for the two of them.

It was still early, it was raining outside, and the sky was a little dark. There was no one else in the corridor. Because the sound insulation was good, there was no other noise at all. Only Su Wen's voice lingered in her ears in the empty corridor. .

"I have to go back to the set today. If I don't ask, I might not be able to sleep tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." He made up his mind and didn't care so much anymore, "Listen, do you like me?"

If you like it, date it.

If he doesn't like her, he can continue to chase her, whether it's stalking her, or getting in all the time. In short, he only accepts one result, and she must and can only be his.

She didn't answer immediately and thought for a long time: "I'll tell you next time we meet, okay?" She was very cautious, "I want to think about it seriously again."

For her, dating is as big a deal as getting married. If she is dating, he will be the reason and person for her to start thinking about getting married.

Su Wen breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, I'll wait for you." He looked at her for a while and said, "Then I'm leaving."

"Well, be careful on the road."

He took a step, but his eyes were still on her: "I'm leaving."

"Um."

He couldn't bear to let her go. After walking less than ten steps, he turned back and asked for a hug: "Listen, I want a hug before I leave."

Yuwen Ting looked in the corridor, but there was no one there. She walked over, put her arms around his waist, and leaned her face against his chest, very close. She could hear the sound of his heartbeat, one after another, chaotic and different from hers. Exactly the same.

He opened his hands, held her in his arms, rested his chin on her head, and rubbed her: "Listen, I like you so much."

He let go, kissed her quickly on the cheek, and then... ran away.

Yu Wenting stood at the door, touched her face, and smiled. She thought that she didn't need to think deeply anymore, she liked him.

At 12 o'clock at noon, during the peak lunch period, there are customers coming and going in the high-end western restaurant. Most of them are lovers, holding hands or hugging each other, talking and laughing, with gentle eyebrows.

Will she and Su Wen do the same?

"Listen."

She didn't hear anything. Thoughtfully, Zeng Xishui shouted again: "Listen."

She turned back: "Huh?"

"Are you worried?"

She shook her head and picked up the knife and fork.

Zeng Xishui took her portion of steak and gave her the cut portion naturally: "Is the company busy? Are you still used to it?"

She thanked her and said, "It's okay."

Zeng Xishui is a considerate gentleman who gets along well with everyone. She has known him for eight years and is a teammate and friend.

He naturally started a conversation: "How's your shoulder injury?"

"It's ready."

He put down his knife and fork: "Why don't you think about it again and return to sports?" He felt it was a pity to retire like this. She had a calm and tenacious temperament and was very suitable for being an athlete. His father was a coach and once said that she He is a rare athlete who has both talent and amazing perseverance. He is born to be a world champion.

But she shook her head: "After the operation, the speed has slowed down a lot. It should only be at the level I was five years ago."

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