One Pet Gets Married - Chapter 74

The bathroom light, shrouded in mist, appeared particularly soft. Song Xici wasn’t sure if it was the effect of the alcohol or something else, but the world before her eyes seemed hazy, like a dream.

With her hands clinging to Tang You’an’s body, Song Xici inhaled her scent, her throat moving as she swallowed.

In the swirling mist, Tang You’an’s clothes were half-wet, hanging loosely on her body, almost falling off. This partially concealed state made her body lines appear even more graceful and beautiful.

Song Xici’s gaze moved slowly from her lips to her fair collarbone, then back to her face. Her thoughts began to wander: “I want…”

Hearing this, Tang You’an held her tighter: “Where do you want it?”

Song Xici looked at her, her brow furrowing slightly as she parted her lips: “Just… give it to me…”

“Alright…” Tang You’an leaned down slightly, her forehead almost touching Song Xici’s, barely making contact.

Then, Tang You’an’s hand moved downward as she tilted her head to kiss Song Xici’s soft lips, stifling the small sound Song Xici was about to make.

A moment later, Song Xici couldn’t help but tighten her grip on Tang You’an’s shoulders, unconsciously biting Tang You’an’s neck… Finally, her body gradually began to tense up, her consciousness becoming hazy and distant.

“You’an…” Song Xici caressed her neck, her expression seemingly tinged with pain.

“Hmm? Want me to stop?” Tang You’an kissed her.

“No,” Song Xici weakly shook her head, “Don’t stop…”

Then, Song Xici eagerly kissed Tang You’an’s lips again.

However, as they kissed, Song Xici’s body trembled more violently, and she could no longer continue kissing her. She was forced to break away from Tang You’an’s lips, opening her mouth to let out a sound.

Gradually, after a wave of intense pleasure swept through her body, Song Xici’s mind went blank. She truly could barely stand now, but fortunately, Tang You’an’s arms were still wrapped around her body…

At around eleven o’clock that night, after they both lay down in bed, Tang You’an embraced Song Xici again, stroking her hair and placing a kiss on her smooth forehead.

“Sobered up?” Tang You’an asked.

“I sobered up long ago…” Song Xici glanced up at her, mumbling. She was just feeling a bit weak, that’s all.

“So, how did it feel just now?” Tang You’an inquired.

Hearing this, Song Xici looked at her, then couldn’t help but cover her face with her hands.

“Still shy?” Tang You’an couldn’t help but laugh at her reaction. After all, it was Song Xici who had seduced her first.

“Of course I’m shy!” Song Xici suddenly dropped her hands, her small face bright red, then quickly covered it again, “The lights were on and everything…”

“But what’s the use of covering your face?” Tang You’an changed her position, propping her head up with her hand. “What I saw was clearly your body. And it was beautiful, top to bottom…”

“Stop it——” Song Xici quickly reached out to cover Tang You’an’s mouth.

Tang You’an smiled silently, just looking at her gently.

Then, Song Xici stared at her, and as she kept looking, she lowered her hand and softly kissed Tang You’an’s lips.

As they kissed, Song Xici suddenly rolled out from under the covers and straddled Tang You’an, breathing slightly heavily: “So… is it my turn now?”

“Hmm?” Tang You’an raised an eyebrow slightly.

“You know, that…” Song Xici looked at her fair neck, “To eat you.”

Hearing this, Tang You’an laughed, then took her hand and looked at it, considering: “I want to as well, but today… it’s definitely not possible.”

“Why not?!” Song Xici exclaimed, suddenly holding her hand up in the air. “Look, I’ve even removed my nail polish! And my nails are trimmed and filed!”

Tang You’an couldn’t help but laugh at her sudden gesture: “It really isn’t possible.”

“But why?! Are you made of iron?!” Song Xici grabbed a fistful of her hair.

“Made of iron?” Tang You’an blinked, then laughed, “How could that be? It’s just that when I was showering earlier, I noticed that thing had arrived—the one that visits every month.”

“…Oh?” Song Xici heard this and was stunned for a moment, then raised her hand to scratch her head, “Is… is that so…”

“Yes, it just started. There’s nothing I can do about it,” Tang You’an said helplessly.

So Song Xici, who had been like a little tiger just moments ago, suddenly turned as red as a tomato.

“Mm-hmm.” Tang You’an nodded.

“Well… alright then…” Song Xici said, rolling off Tang You’an to lie down again.

“Then… when you’re better, I’ll play with you…” Song Xici fiddled with her fingers, glancing at Tang You’an.

“Play with me?” Tang You’an looked at her playfully.

“Oh, come on, you know what I mean!” Song Xici frowned and pushed Tang You’an’s shoulder.

“Sorry, I don’t know,” Tang You’an said deliberately.

“Fine, fine, you’ll know when I make you beg me not to stop!” Song Xici finally exclaimed, her eyes wide.

“I don’t know if I’ll beg you not to stop, but I do know that you will. It seems that saying is true after all, the more innocent they look…” Tang You’an turned her head to look at Song Xici.

“Shut up…” Song Xici’s ears were practically steaming as she recalled the lewd scene from earlier.

“Alright, I’ll stop teasing you,” Tang You’an picked up a strand of her hair, smiling. “But you’d need to have the skills first.”

“I, I definitely do have the skills! Don’t underestimate me!” Song Xici turned her head and glared at her.

“Okay, okay, you do, you do,” Tang You’an laughed, then moved closer to her, holding the soft Song Xici in her arms. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, “You smell so good.”

Song Xici buried her head in Tang You’an’s chest, smiling as she pressed her lips together, gradually tightening her grip on Tang You’an’s clothes: “Tang You’an.”

“Hmm?”

“I love you,” Song Xici said.

Hearing this, Tang You’an also smiled: “Me too.”

Coming here, her greatest gain was probably meeting Song Xici, falling in love with Song Xici, and becoming Song Xici’s lover. It felt like a dream come true… Although saying it like that might seem a bit inappropriate, it really did feel like a dream come true.

The next day, in Rongcheng.

Zhou Yi had been somewhat distracted from work lately. Chang Ye’s image kept circling in her mind.

After a meeting ended, she returned to her office. Hugging her arms, she stared at the computer screen for a while, then opened the Weibo page.

She had a private Weibo account that she rarely used, but it only followed one person—Chang Ye.

After the incident last time, Chang Ye had gained a wave of new fans. During that period, her Weibo comments were full of praise from netizens. However, as the heat of the event died down, it became much quieter. Originally, a Weibo post would get several thousand comments, but now it was just over a thousand.

These days, Chang Ye had gone with the crew to a rather distant location to film.

The latest Weibo post was from yesterday. It showed Chang Ye wearing a simple T-shirt and shorts, holding an ice cream cone and linking arms with someone as they stood in front of a beautiful building. Her hair was flying in the wind, and her smile was extremely bright.

Opening the full-size image, Zhou Yi reached out to touch the screen where Chang Ye’s smiling eyes curved like crescent moons. She closed her eyes.

She couldn’t help but think of the time she had asked Chang Ye if she could give her a chance…

Perhaps seeing Chang Ye’s expression change, and fearing rejection, she had ultimately changed her question to “Can you give me a chance for us to become friends who can rely on each other again?”

So Chang Ye had smiled and nodded.

But the truth was… Once, they had been inseparable. Now, though Chang Ye said they could be friends, they were like “friends” who barely knew each other, maintaining a certain distance even when walking together.

Even linking arms with her had become a luxury.

Opening her eyes, Zhou Yi looked at the date at the bottom of the computer screen and put her hand to her forehead.

May 19th. Which meant tomorrow was Chang Ye’s birthday.

Hugging herself, Zhou Yi turned her head to look at the faint glow seeping through the venetian blinds beside her. She remembered how Chang Ye used to curl up on the sofa watching soap operas, her face lighting up with a doting smile when the female lead in a drama made a loving birthday meal for her partner, exclaiming “So sweet, so sweet!”

So after some thought, Zhou Yi contacted Chang Ye’s manager, delegated her work tasks, picked up her phone to book a flight ticket herself, and reserved a hotel suite with a kitchen. Then she stood up, grabbed her bag, and walked out.

After arriving in the city where Chang Ye was filming, Zhou Yi walked out of the airport, looked at everything before her, closed her eyes briefly, and felt the wind here. She was here…

After checking in, Zhou Yi rented a car and went to a supermarket, going back and forth browsing according to the recipes she had found online.

Before she knew it, her shopping cart was full. While queuing to check out, the girl in front of her was on the phone with someone, smiling sweetly.

“How’s work going? When are you coming back? I’ve bought all the ingredients! All your favorites, hehe. Don’t work too hard, okay? We have plenty of time to build our future together. I don’t need a lot of money, having you is enough…”

The fluffy charm on the girl’s phone case swayed back and forth, looking particularly cute.

Zhou Yi tilted her head to look at her, reminded of herself and Chang Ye in the past. Inexplicably, a smile touched the corners of Zhou Yi’s lips.

“Okay~ I’ll wait for you. Bye-bye~” At this point, the girl finished her call, hung up with a sigh, and continued waiting to check out.

Zhou Yi’s smile gradually faded.

Early the next morning, after Zhou Yi got up, she opened all the ingredients one by one, then placed her tablet on the counter and carefully followed the steps displayed on it.

The birthday cake on the tablet looked quite pretty, and the steps didn’t seem too complicated. However, when she actually started making it, Zhou Yi found it incredibly difficult.

After countless failures, she finally succeeded. The cake wasn’t big, it was quite small, but it looked proper. It was heart-shaped, decorated with a few roses piped with cream on top. Making a cake like this shouldn’t be a problem, right?

By the time she finished, it was already dark outside. So after contacting Chang Ye’s manager and confirming she was still on set, Zhou Yi picked up the packaged cake and headed out.

Getting into the car, Zhou Yi glanced at the items placed on the passenger seat, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly. But at the same time, she felt a hint of nervousness in her heart.

At this moment, Chang Ye was waiting on set in an evening gown, ready to film.

This was a drama about the upper class, and she was playing the second female lead who was in love with the female lead’s boyfriend. So she and the female lead were at odds, and today they were filming a scene where they verbally attacked and shoved each other after a ball.

Sitting next to Chang Ye was a fresh-faced young girl who had just entered the industry, named Chen Kexian. She was only eighteen and still in school.

“I really can’t stand Han Wu,” Chen Kexian muttered. She was referring to the actress playing the female lead in this drama called “I Gave All My Tenderness to Her.”

“Alright, don’t say anymore,” Chang Ye looked at her with a gentle smile.

“But it’s true. She just got famous and she’s so arrogant, like we’re all beneath her. I bet she won’t go far,” Chen Kexian continued to grumble.

“There are many people on set and lots of gossip. Be careful what you say. Let’s just focus on doing our best,” Chang Ye pressed her hand on Chen Kexian’s wrist.

“But I can’t stand it. You’re so nice, and she keeps bullying you. When will it end? Just because she’s a bit more famous? She’s not even that famous. It’s always the slightly famous ones who put on airs. Real big stars would never act like this,” Chen Kexian put down the hand she was resting her face on, turned to look at Chang Ye, and furrowed her brow.

“Have a piece of candy,” Chang Ye sighed, then took a chocolate from her bag and handed it to Chen Kexian.

“Mm-hmm, thank you, sister!” Chen Kexian took the candy and immediately became all smiles again.

Chang Ye looked at her and smiled: “Xianxian, remember, if you want to avoid being bullied, there’s only one best path—work hard and become stronger than that person. Complaining is the least effective approach.”

“Oh…” Chen Kexian listened, clutched the candy wrapper in her hand, and nodded.

Just then, as it was almost Chang Ye’s turn and she had been waiting for so long that her makeup was starting to look a bit off, the makeup artist came over to touch up her makeup.

“You’re so beautiful,” the makeup artist complimented after finishing the touch-up.

“Thank you,” Chang Ye replied with a smile.

“Haha, honestly, I think you’d be more suitable for the lead role…” the makeup artist continued.

“You’re joking. The director’s judgment is never wrong,” Chang Ye’s expression changed slightly. It was nice that the crew liked her, but saying such things wasn’t appropriate.

“Really, we all think so privately. That other one just has more fame, otherwise she’s really not as suitable as you. She’s not as pretty as you, and her acting isn’t as good either. Yesterday she had so many NGs it was painful to watch, and she even tried to shift the blame…” the makeup artist sighed.

Just then, a cough suddenly came from behind them.

Chang Ye and the makeup artist both turned their heads.

They saw Han Wu walking over with a cup of coffee: “What are you chatting about? Can I join?”

The makeup artist was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly shook her head and smiled awkwardly: “Nothing… just talking about a new movie that came out recently. It’s quite good.”

“Is that so? Well, carry on,” Han Wu said, then turned and sauntered away, swaying her hips.

Chang Ye couldn’t help but raise her hand to her forehead. Was Mercury in retrograde or something?

Finally, the touch-up was complete, and Chang Ye stood with Han Wu beside a pool.

With the director’s call of “Action!”, their confrontation scene began.

“Lu Yuwei, let me tell you, whatever I want, I will get it,” Chang Ye said, holding a wine glass and looking at her with slightly raised eyebrows, her eyes full of emotion. “Love is no exception.”

“But Xiang Meng, he doesn’t love you. The one he loves is me,” Han Wu looked at her with a furrowed brow.

“Shut up!” Chang Ye spoke, her fingers almost crushing the wine glass.

“The one who should shut up and stop is you,” Han Wu retorted.

So Chang Ye stepped forward, raising her hand to slap her. At this moment, Han Wu quickly raised her hand to block it. Originally, the script only required this pushing and shoving, without falling into the water, but–

With a “splash”, Chang Ye fell into the pool—because she was wearing 10-centimeter high heels, which were already constraining for someone who usually preferred casual wear. Plus, she hadn’t expected Han Wu to be so vicious, so she couldn’t dodge in time.

At the same time, Han Wu had stepped on the hem of her dress, so as she fell into the pool, her gown was ruined. Now, she was in tattered clothes.

Seeing this scene, everyone around was stunned. And on Han Wu’s face, there was a hint of a smile.

Grabbing her floating gown to stay above water, Chang Ye wiped her face, shook her head, coughed twice, then looked at Han Wu, her gaze becoming subtly sharp. She always told others that if you don’t have the ability or backing, it’s best to endure, but she herself always found it difficult…

“Oh my… Chang Ye, I’m so sorry… You’re looking at me like that, you’re not angry, are you? I didn’t mean to!” Han Wu covered her mouth with her hand, feigning a surprised expression.

The people around couldn’t help but whisper among themselves:

“Han Wu did that on purpose, didn’t she?”

“I think so. It’s not the first time she’s targeted Chang Ye…”

However, at that moment, the surroundings suddenly became noisy.

Han Wu turned her head, following everyone’s gaze. She saw Zhou Yi walking gracefully from a distance, her eyes fixed on Han Wu.

Zhou Yi, dressed impeccably, looked clean and refined. With her extremely beautiful features and an air of subtle detachment, she was impossible to ignore.

Han Wu stared at her, becoming entranced. Wasn’t this… her ideal type?

“Chairman Zhou?!” The director recognized Zhou Yi and exclaimed in surprise, “What brings you here?”

“Set visit,” Zhou Yi answered simply, then continued walking forward.

As she passed by Han Wu’s side, Zhou Yi glanced at her without speaking, then grabbed a prop fabric from the crew and walked straight to the edge of the pool. She knelt on one knee and extended her hand to Chang Ye.

Chang Ye, clutching her clothes, met Zhou Yi’s gaze. Her throat moved as she swallowed, and she looked around. Finally, she placed her hand in Zhou Yi’s.

With a strong pull, Zhou Yi helped her out of the pool, then wrapped the fabric around her and gripped her shoulders: “Are you alright?”

Chang Ye shook her head, adjusting her clothes under the fabric: “I’m fine.”

“But your ankle is bleeding,” Zhou Yi said, looking down at her leg.

Chang Ye followed her gaze and only then noticed that a large patch of skin on her ankle was broken. It hadn’t hurt before she saw it, but now Chang Ye began to feel the pain.

Just then, Chang Ye suddenly felt her body lighten as she was lifted up. Startled, she quickly wrapped her arms around Zhou Yi’s neck.

Zhou Yi then carried her back the way she had come.

However, when they reached the director, Zhou Yi stopped: “You should film other scenes today.”

The director was stunned for a moment: “Oh, oh, alright…”

Half an hour later, Han Wu’s manager rushed to the set, grabbed Han Wu, and pulled her aside: “Who have you offended recently?!”

Han Wu looked at her, stuttering: “No, no one…”

“No one? Then why have they suddenly decided to cancel all your bookings, and even want to give your role to someone else?!” the manager demanded.

“What?” Han Wu was stunned again, “What… what do you mean?”

“It means you’re about to be blacklisted! What else could it mean?!”

Author’s Note: I’ll keep silent…