Beijing Colors Lingering

Zhou Yancong has been very distressed lately, feeling that he is being neglected.

During these past few days, whenever he wanted to be intimate with Shen Jinsui at night, he was ruthlessly rejected by her, and he occasionally had the illusion of being alone in his boudoir.

Zhou Yancong was puzzled. Did he no longer attract her?

But he clearly exercises regularly and has always maintained a good physique.

Or is it because she's too busy with work?

If that's the case, then it's nothing.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yancong breathed a sigh of relief. He would take better care of her.

But then Zhou Yancong started to feel conflicted again, since Shen Jinsui hadn't let him pick her up from get off work lately.

When Shen Jinsui came out of the bathroom, she saw Zhou Yancong sitting on the edge of the bed.

His face was full of worry, and there was a hint of distress in his deep eyes. It was unclear what he was thinking about.

After Shen Jinsui finished her skincare routine, she sat down next to Zhou Yancong.

Shen Jinsui raised her hand and poked his arm, then looked up at him and asked suspiciously, "What are you thinking about? You seem so focused."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yancong snapped out of his daze, put his arm around Shen Jinsui's shoulder, and casually asked her, "Baby, have you been very busy with work lately?"

Shen Jinsui nodded slightly and replied with a hint of annoyance, "Yes, I do have a lot of work lately."

The studio recently acquired several popular IPs, and she needs to make many decisions and follow up on them personally, which is why she is so busy.

Besides that, she was also secretly busy with other things, but she couldn't tell Zhou Yancong yet.

A moment later, Zhou Yancong's sullen voice slowly rang out: "Oh...no wonder you've been so cold to me lately."

After he finished speaking, Shen Jinsui was stunned for a long time, but quickly understood what he meant and glared at him speechlessly.

Is it just because I refused to be intimate with him for a few days in a row?

Is this what you call indifference?

I really don't understand this man's thought process.

The next moment, Shen Jinsui turned and hugged Zhou Yancong, gazing at him with tender eyes.

Shen Jinsui blinked her beautiful, clear eyes, thought for a moment, and then gently comforted her, "I'm just feeling a little tired. Don't overthink it. How could I possibly be cold to you?"

Zhou Yancong is always very proactive and enthusiastic about these kinds of things. When she's in the mood, her words are basically useless, which also means don't expect to go to bed early.

She had been too busy these past few days and just wanted to get a good night's sleep, which is why she rejected Zhou Yancong's various advances.

Zhou Yancong chuckled softly upon hearing this, easily coaxed by Shen Jinsui, and then pulled her onto his lap.

His fiancée is a career-oriented woman, so he must give her his full support and naturally cannot delay her.

Zhou Yancong lowered his head, his long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles pinching Shen Jinsui's chin, then kissed her soft lips and said gently, "Okay, after you're done with your work, I'll stay home with you and rest for a while, and then we'll go on a trip."

“Sure,” Shen Jinsui nodded and said with a smile, “I’ll be able to free up some time to rest after I’ve been busy for a few more days.”

“Okay.” Zhou Yancong immediately put her on the bed and then lay down next to her.

Zhou Yancong pulled the blanket over her head, reached under the back of her neck, and pulled her into his arms.

"I want to sleep, I'm a little sleepy." Shen Jinsui yawned lazily, found a comfortable sleeping position in his arms, and then slowly closed her eyes.

Zhou Yancong kissed her forehead and whispered, "Baby, goodnight."

As soon as he finished speaking, the smart lights in the room gradually dimmed.

-

Several days later, Shen Jinsui finally finished a lot of things.

Zhou Yancong had already arrived at her office and was sitting quietly on the sofa waiting for her to get off work.

At that moment, the sun was setting outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and the sky was splashed with a large expanse of orange-red clouds.

Shen Jinsui raised her hand to press her temples, then shut down her computer, picked up her pen, and signed the last few contracts.

The assistant took the documents from her at the opportune moment, and then tactfully and quietly left the office.

Seeing this, Zhou Yancong stood up, walked behind Shen Jinsui, reached out and tucked her disheveled hair behind her ears, and gently massaged her shoulders.

Shen Jinsui's body immediately relaxed, and she lazily leaned back in her office chair.

She slowly closed her eyes, a look of contentment and comfort on her face, enjoying Zhou Yancong's meticulous and considerate service.

After dinner, Shen Jinsui asked the driver to take her to her private art museum.

On the way to their destination, Zhou Yancong, sitting in the back seat, turned to look at Shen Jinsui and asked curiously, "Why did you suddenly decide to go there?"

A sly glint flashed in Shen Jinsui's eyes, and she smiled brightly, "I won't tell you for now, it's a secret."

Zhou Yancong reached out and took her hand, gently squeezing it. "Hmm?"

Shen Jinsui pressed Zhou Yancong's hand down with her other hand, her voice soft and pleasant: "Don't be in a hurry, you'll find out soon enough."

"Well."

Afterwards, the car arrived at the entrance of the art museum, and Shen Jinsui pulled Zhou Yancong inside.

The spacious and luxurious art museum was brightly lit. When Zhou Yancong walked in, he was first taken aback, followed by joy and emotion.

One entire wall is covered with his portraits, including frontal, profile, full-body, and back views.

Zhou Yancong immediately recognized that these were all hand-painted by Shen Jinsui.

"Do you like it? I spent a lot of time preparing this surprise for you." Shen Jinsui smiled and looked up at Zhou Yancong, her clear and pleasant voice ringing out.

"I like it very much, I really like it." Zhou Yanzong lowered his head, a smile curving his lips, his eyes filled with a warm joy.

After he finished speaking, he grasped Shen Jinsui's hand, a hint of heartache flashing in his eyes, "It's just that you've had a hard time."

Shen Jinsui shook her head and smiled gently, "I drew these in my spare time, so I didn't feel very tired."

Before the two left, Zhou Yancong took out his phone and took pictures of each painting. He then instructed someone to take away two of the paintings, intending to hang them in his home and office respectively.

Upon arriving at Jingsheng Manor, Zhou Yancong posted all the photos he had just taken on his WeChat Moments, along with the caption—

I received an extremely precious gift today. Thank you, my love.

Before long, Zhou Yancong's family and friends started teasing him—

Zhou's mother: [Sui Sui is so thoughtful and good to you; you must treat her even better.]

Zhou Yihan: [Wow, my cousin's wife is amazing!!!]

Rong Youyi: [I envy my cousin! I really want my cousin's wife to paint a picture for me too. 〒_〒]

Xu Tingzhou: [I can smell the stench of love.]

Cheng Yu: [When will my sister draw me a picture too???]

Ye Jinwen: [The most precious gift...tsk tsk, I can practically see you smug through the screen.]

He Sinian: [Oh... Zhenzhen also gave me a gift.]

Qi Minglang: [Are they showing off their love again?]

Chung Pak-ho: [Shen Meimei's drawing is really beautiful.]

Lin Shengan: [It's really well drawn, it makes you look handsome.]

Rong Yanxiu: [I'm not envious.]

……