Cen Simiao was holding her phone.
Even after scrolling through Weibo for a long time, she still didn’t see Liu Si expose that photo. She frowned and pursed her lips. He was truly quite honest and certainly was kind enough to his artists.
Wu Lichen just finished washing some apples. Handed her one, he then took a bite and chewed on another. 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.
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.”
[T/N: this ‘he’ probably implies that artist from the last chapter.]
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.
Cen Simiao suddenly saw that someone posted a picture of her shopping with Wu Lichen. It was taken pretty well; 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 and waited an hour before checking the hot topics.
Sure enough.
They were all talking about this matter.
Cen Simiao took 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 by seeing something 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 didn’t try to find him again. She just sat on the sofa and kneaded her forehead. After a while, Wu Lichen took the initiative, came over, and said, “My hand slipped.”
“However, if we delete it now, will someone say that I’m just living off a woman and my wife didn’t even want to give me an official status?”
[T/N: or in other words, doesn’t want to officially recognize him as a husband.]
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 ‘dog abuse’.
[T/N: Chinese online slang equate singles as dogs. I.e., they’re abusing those who are single by being too sweet.]
They were too sweet.
But actually, Cen Simiao was cursing in her heart. 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 brows were full of tenderness as he went to her side and crouched down.
Gently taking off her high-heels, the originally white tender toes have become red, and some places had been pinched in the shoe for so long that it had lost blood flow.
He sighed with heartache and gently kneaded with his hands.
Wu Licheng: “Anyway, the dress is so long. 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. As a result, he swayed and unstably fell back.
She couldn’t help laughing, eyes bent, and her expression was 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.
[T/N: I have no clue what this means. I read this as I translate for you guys.]
The system had trouble reacting to this question. This can also be put on a tab?
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