The Rebirth of a Top Star

Shen Nanqiao knew who these opportunities were for, or that these targets were arranged here in this way.

Shen Nanqiao only thought about it for a few minutes before casually brushing the topic aside.

Pretending that they had never talked about it or mentioned it, Shen Nanqiao found an excuse and asked Wang Xiaotong with a smile, "Wang, you're quite bold, coming right up to smash my head."

Shen Nanqiao was deliberately guiding Wang Xiaotong, who then laughed along, "What can we do? It's going to be a disaster."

Shen Nanqiao praised her again: "You knew to come to me, you know I'm loyal, right?" Shen Nanqiao habitually sat cross-legged on the sofa, finding a comfortable position.

Perhaps it was because Shen Nanqiao's current relaxation made Wang Xiaotong feel comfortable, and she was no longer so tense. She even started making jokes that she had never made before.

“You are indeed memorable.” Shen Nanqiao seized on this topic and asked, “Why do you say that?”

Wang Xiaotong shrugged and replied nonchalantly, "Anyone would remember someone who dragged my suitcase all over the village the first time we met."

When asked about that meeting, Shen Nanqiao couldn't quite remember it. The first meeting that Wang Xiaotong mentioned was not the first meeting in Shen Nanqiao's memory. She would always remember the first time she met Wang Xiaotong. His cold face, outstretched hand, and actions were all so warm.

Shen Nanqiao smiled, but didn't continue talking about their first meeting. She simply explained, "After all, you were so cold back then. Only in this way could I let you come with me."

After they finished speaking, they both started laughing.

It seemed that in this short period of time, the two of them had forgotten everything, and it was still the familiar feeling they had before.

Shen Nanqiao showed Wang Xiaotong the bedroom prepared for her: "I had my assistant come and change it. What do you think?" Shen Nanqiao raised her eyebrows at Wang Xiaotong, asking for her opinion.

Shen Nanqiao's bedroom door was open, and Wang Xiaotong could see him with a single glance. "I'm such an insecure person, how come you don't choose to sleep with me?"

Shen Nanqiao didn't expect Wang Xiaotong to bring it up herself. She had thought of it that way, but she wasn't sure if it was feasible. Now that it had been brought up by her, how could she possibly let it go?

"Since you're not satisfied, then I'll just have to make you share a bed with me." The two of them started laughing without understanding what was going on. Shen Nanqiao turned on all the lights in the room, completely forgetting that in Song Shiyuan's eyes, she was still someone who hadn't returned.

Shen Nanqiao stopped laughing as soon as she opened her front door.

She instinctively reached for the door, but as she gripped the familiar doorknob, Shen Nanqiao froze. Remembering something, she glanced up and saw Song Shiyuan's face, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, through the peephole.

Due to the distortion of the lens, Shen Nanqiao's beard appeared somewhat unshaven. He stood there for a long time without opening the door until Wang Xiaotong came over.

She whispered, "What are you looking at?" Wanting to peek through the door, Shen Nanqiao pulled back her outstretched body and withdrew her hand that was about to open it.

Instead, they placed Wang Xiaotong's hand on it.

She didn't want to face the person outside right now, but seeing President Song with the lights on in Shen Nanqiao's house downstairs, she already had a slight suspicion, but she couldn't be sure if it was Shen Nanqiao's assistant who had come back to clean again.

So he decided to come up and ask. Besides, he was practically a landlord, so it wouldn't hurt to ask the tenant when he saw him come back.

Shen Nanqiao didn't leave. She stood behind the door and watched as Wang Xiaotong opened the door, and the rhythmic knocking stopped abruptly.

"Hello, who are you?" Without giving Song Shiyuan a chance to react, Shen Nanqiao didn't actually explain anything to Wang Xiaotong. It all depended on the tacit understanding between the two newly acquainted sisters. Shen Nanqiao leaned behind the open door.

In reality, Song Shiyuan and Zhen were only half a door apart.

Shen Nanqiao kept quiet and listened attentively. Wang Xiaotong, as expected of a future Best Actress, showed no fear when it came to Shen Nanqiao's part.

"Hello, I thought it was Shen Nanqiao coming back, so I knocked on the door to take a look." Song Shiyuan was quite surprised that it wasn't Shen Nanqiao or his familiar assistant who opened the door.

In his memory, Shen Nanqiao had never brought any other strangers home.

Wang Xiaotong smiled politely: "So you're a friend of Nan Qiao. I'm in Yungang for some activities and will be staying for a few days."

Wang Xiaotong didn't mention where Shen Nanqiao was at all. Song Shiyuan wasn't sure if Shen Nanqiao had returned either. He wanted to take a look, but his politeness made him resist the allure of the half-open door.

Song Shiyuan asked with a smile, very politely, "Did Nan Qiao come back with you? Did you meet on the new film set?"

Wang Xiaotong kept his hands propped up on the door and the wall, forming a near right angle. "Yes, it felt like we'd known each other forever."

Wang Xiaotong's four words were incredibly impactful, completely overshadowing Song Shiyuan's arrogance.

Song Shiyuan believed that there must be a basis for the four words the other party said, after all, Shen Nanqiao would not arbitrarily arrange for an uninhabited house to be given to a complete stranger.

Having nothing to say, Song Shiyuan could only nod and say goodbye, "Since you're Nan Qiao's friend, I live upstairs. If you need anything, you can... ask me for help."

After finishing his sentence, Song Shiyuan nodded and left, without bothering to find out if there were any other people he wanted to see inside.

Shen Nanqiao remained silent behind the door until Wang Xiaotong closed it and looked at him with a gossipy expression: "Who is this? The upstairs neighbor who's been chasing you?"

Shen Nanqiao's reaction was the perfect explanation of this word, but Shen Nanqiao shook her head and walked towards the bathroom while saying, "You're wrong, this is what happens when an ambiguous relationship breaks down."

The words "ambiguous object" really piqued Wang Xiaotong's interest. "Really? You actually had a crush on him? Although he was indeed quite handsome." Speaking of the word "handsome," Wang Xiaotong recalled the man's face from earlier.

I have to say, he's really handsome and tall. He's wearing a suit, and although he looks tired, his charisma is undeniable.

Shen Nanqiao had already taken out her bath towel, glanced back at Wang Xiaotong who was standing there reminiscing, and said, "Yes, of course she has class, and she's my boss."

After saying that, Wang Xiaotong rushed over excitedly and slammed the bathroom door shut, leaving Wang Xiaotong outside banging on the door and shouting, "No way, your boss? Office sex!"

Seeing that Shen Nanqiao really wasn't going to answer anymore, Wang Xiaotong gave up banging on the door. After thinking for a moment, he said, "No, this should be considered an unspoken rule in the entertainment industry."

He sat cross-legged on the sofa by himself, thinking for a long time. He remembered the four words Shen Nanqiao had mentioned about ambiguous relationships, and gave a new definition: "This should be called a female employee rejecting her boss's advances and refusing to confess her feelings."

Before long, Wang Xiaotong had already come up with all the possible headline names for Shen Nanqiao.

Back home, Song Shiyuan couldn't stop thinking that something was wrong.