The CEO's Wife and First Love

Qiuyan stood quietly in front of the slightly worn window of the rental apartment, leaning slightly forward as if wanting to get closer. Her gaze pierced the hazy glass, eagerly looking into the distance, as if she could see Bashan's figure through the void.

Sunlight filtered through the clouds onto her face, illuminating her features, which had grown slightly pale from anxiety. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and her lips were tightly pursed, revealing her inner uneasiness. Her hands unconsciously gripped the windowsill, as if only this could slightly ease her inner tension.

Qiuyan's thoughts had already drifted to Bashan's film set. She wondered if everything was going well for him there, if he had encountered any difficulties. She worried that Bashan, too busy with work, would forget about her, the one waiting for him in his rented apartment.

She recalled their parting scene, Bashan's gentle smile and reluctant eyes. She told herself to trust Bashan, that he would remember her and come back for her. However, as time passed, her anxiety grew stronger.

Meanwhile, Bashan is engrossed in his work on the set. He is a young and promising actor, acclaimed for his unique perspective and brilliant creative ability. However, in this alluring environment, his eyes are drawn to a new girl, Ami.

Amei was a beautiful and lively girl, her smile as bright as the sun, seemingly able to dispel any gloom. Her presence was like a breeze, bringing a touch of freshness and vitality to the set. Bashan's heartbeat involuntarily quickened, and every time he saw Amei, he felt an indescribable feeling well up in his heart.

Ami seemed incredibly passionate about filmmaking. She curiously observed every detail on the set and asked the crew questions. Bashan noticed her curiosity and developed a fondness for her. He began actively communicating with Ami, sharing experiences and stories about filmmaking.

As time passed, the relationship between Bashan and Amei blossomed like a flower in spring, gradually blooming with brilliant colors. They immersed themselves in the world of the script together, enthusiastically discussing every plot and every character.

In this process, their communication became more and more in-depth, and their understanding of each other became more and more thorough. Bashan began to find that his expectations for Amei were growing day by day, and every time he was with her was like a wonderful adventure, full of unknowns and surprises.

Amei, on the other hand, was equally captivated by Bashan's talent. His writing flowed like a spring, filling her heart with endless warmth and nourishment. Furthermore, Bashan's charisma captivated Amei. His humor, wisdom, and kindness, like bright rays of light, illuminated her world.

Bashan was completely unaware that there was such a shocking secret behind Amei. She was actually the illegitimate daughter of a very influential boss in the industry, and this identity made her life full of drama and complexity.

Amei came to the set not to pursue her dream of an acting career as she might seem, but to experience a different life and get a glimpse into the world of ordinary people.

Yet, Bashan's attraction to Ami was genuine. He was captivated by her beauty, gentleness, and unique temperament, and began to silently follow her every move. Whether she was performing in front of the camera or interacting with the crew on set, Bashan could sense Ami's charm.

As time goes by, Bashan's attention to Amei gradually deepens, and he finds it increasingly difficult to suppress his inner feelings. Although he does not know Amei's true identity, his love for her has gone beyond the ordinary relationship of colleagues.

At the same time, Qiuyan was alone in her rental apartment, bored and scrolling through her phone. Suddenly, a message caught her eye, and her mood plummeted instantly - there was something new about Bashan.

Qiuyan held the phone tightly in her hand. The words on the screen seemed to become thorns that pierced her heart deeply. She felt a sharp pain and could not help but think of every little moment she had with Bashan.

However, Qiuyan was not discouraged by the sudden news. She took a deep breath and told herself that she couldn't just sit there and wait for death. She decided to take the initiative, fight for her own happiness, and win back Bashan's heart.

Qiuyan rushed to the supermarket anxiously, bought some fresh ingredients, and then hurried back home. As soon as she entered the door, she quickly went into the kitchen like an industrious little bee and started busying herself.

She meticulously prepared each dish, cutting the ingredients into the right size, adding various seasonings, stir-frying, and stewing. The kitchen was filled with tempting aromas. After an afternoon of hard work, she finally finished Bashan's favorite braised pork and delicious chicken soup.

Qiuyan happily packed the prepared food into an insulated lunch box and rushed to Bashan's filming location. She imagined Bashan's happy face when he saw the delicious food, and her heart was full of anticipation.

When she arrived at the filming location, the crowd was bustling. She anxiously looked around, searching for Bashan. Just as she was looking eagerly, a warm hand suddenly rested on her shoulder. She turned around, her eyes filled with surprise and anticipation, but what she saw was a stranger.

"Hello, are you looking for Bashan?" the stranger asked with a smile. This was a new face Chunyan had never seen before.

Her mood plummeted instantly, her initial expectations dashed. Trying to suppress her inner disappointment, she nodded, her voice trembling slightly as she asked, "Do you know where he is?"

The stranger pointed to a place not far away and said, "I just saw him talking to the director over there."

She looked in the direction the stranger pointed, and sure enough, she saw Bashan. He was conversing intently with a young woman, and their behavior seemed quite intimate. The woman had a bright smile, and her eyes held a hint of charm. When their gazes met, it felt as if electricity flowed through the air.

A sour feeling welled up in her heart, and her originally calm mood was instantly shattered. She bit her lip tightly, trying to keep herself calm. Step by step, she walked towards Bashan, each step felt like stepping on cotton, light and powerless.

Her eyes remained fixed on Bashan, trying to find a hint of explanation in his expression. However, Bashan was completely absorbed in the woman and didn't notice her presence at all. She felt a pang of pain, as if a sharp knife had pierced her heart.

Finally, she walked to Bashan's side and called his name softly. Bashan woke up from his dream, turned to look at her, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He showed an awkward smile on his face and tried to explain something. But she didn't want to listen anymore, she turned and left, leaving behind a lonely back...