The Rebirth of a Top Star

When Shen Nanqiao woke up, Wang Xiaotong was right next to her. The two looked like intimate people who had slept together for a long time. Shen Nanqiao was pressing down on Wang Xiaotong's arm and sleeping soundly.

If Wang Xiaotong hadn't woken up and yelled that his arm was broken, Shen Nanqiao would have remained half asleep for at least another half hour.

Wang Xiaotong quickly composed herself; at least now she no longer felt guilty or lost because of yesterday's events. The fact that the two were able to sleep until late morning was partly due to their long-awaited chat, which lasted until almost dawn.

Shen Nanqiao played around with Wang Xiaotong on the bed for a while, then got up to wash up. "Do you want to go out for a walk today? You haven't gone out to play since you started working here, have you?"

Shen Nanqiao only asked her symbolically, without seeking her opinion. Xiaotong had to go out with her today, and Shen Nanqiao had finally decided to go out.

She helped Wang Xiaotong up to tidy up. Now, calling Xiaotong by her name was very natural, and Wang Xiaotong herself was already used to it.

Shen Nanqiao was dressed very beautifully. It took a long time for Wang Xiaotong to agree to go out with her because there were other people with him. Shen Nanqiao seemed to have forgotten that she was currently hiding from someone.

Having long harbored suspicions, Song Shiyuan stood in the entryway for a long time before finally hearing the sound of the door opening downstairs. Without saying a word, it assumed it was just a chance encounter because it hadn't taken its keys properly, and rushed to the two of them.

Shen Nanqiao was holding a mask in her hand, ready to put it on her pretty face, while another mask that Wang Xiaotong didn't want to wear was hanging in mid-air.

The sound of footsteps and Shen Nanqiao's movements left Song Shiyuan awkwardly standing still. He stood on the steps, looking at the person he had been thinking about day and night. He had missed her countless times in his dreams, but now that he had finally seen her in person, he didn't know what to say.

Seeing the sudden change in their expressions, Wang Xiaotong knew that Shen Nanqiao's casual remark wasn't true, and she felt a little schadenfreude: "Wow, what if they get caught?"

Before Shen Nanqiao could even speak, Wang Xiaotong, with great tact, retreated back into Shen Nanqiao's home, giving the two of them ample space.

The door slammed shut, making Shen Nanqiao feel awkward. She hadn't even gone in yet, and now it wasn't giving her any chance to escape. She didn't know why, even though the cold war was a mutual decision, and they were even consciously competing to see who had more patience.

Now that he's been caught, he looks extremely embarrassed. "Ah, you're home."

Shen Nanqiao greeted him somewhat awkwardly, and only then did Song Shiyuan seem to be activated, speaking as if he had been given a nudge, his hand gripping the car keys tightly, "Yes, I'm getting ready to go to work."

Shen Nanqiao looked at the time and couldn't help but expose him: "You really know how to time your work hours. It's so nice to be a CEO; you can go to the company anytime."

Suddenly, after being teased by his usual sharp tongue, Song Shiyuan felt inexplicably refreshed, as if being scolded was the right thing to do.

Once activated, Song Shiyuan approached Shen Nanqiao, even pressing himself against her. Shen Nanqiao's back was pressed tightly against her door, ready to be opened at any moment.

Song Shiyuan restrained himself from taking the last step, and then suddenly said, "I was wrong."

Ok?

Shen Nanqiao stood still, and Wang Xiaotong, who was eavesdropping on their conversation behind the door, had no idea what kind of trouble this handsome man was up to.

Shen Nanqiao thought he would question her about why she had returned but not shown up. Shen Nanqiao had always felt a little guilty, which was why she asked Xiaoju to find her a new and suitable place to live.

It's best not to tell Song Shiyuan about this beforehand. Even now, Shen Nanqiao doesn't want to tell Song Shiyuan so much. The two are in an awkward stalemate.

"Aren't you in a hurry to get to work?" Shen Nanqiao asked, hoping to make Song Shiyuan realize how quickly time was passing. Unexpectedly, her words, which implied that Song Shiyuan should leave, led him to take the final step.

He pressed himself against her. Shen Nanqiao's hands were still trapped behind her back against the door. Song Shiyuan lowered his head and placed his hand on Shen Nanqiao's shoulder, with a hint of control.

It's a test, but also a sign of lingering affection.

Shen Nanqiao didn't expect the other party to choose to use the honey trap tactic. She thought he was going to have a proper argument with her and then reason with her.

The kiss came suddenly, and Shen Nanqiao didn't respond because she hadn't reacted yet.

By the time Shen Nanqiao reacted, Song Shiyuan had already moved back ten centimeters, his gaze fixed on the center of Shen Nanqiao's eyes through his high nose bridge, conveying a deep and affectionate look.

Shen Nanqiao touched the lock, and if Song Shiyuan made any further moves, she would immediately escape. Unexpectedly, Song Shiyuan, who had trapped her arms, started to speak.

"I really couldn't control myself that day. I was so jealous. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you."

Shen Nanqiao never expected that the cold war, which she thought would never end, would turn into an apology from the CEO himself.

"Could you perhaps give me a chance to be forgiven?"

Shen Nanqiao froze and remained silent. Song Shiyuan was far too close to her now, and anything she said would be immediately refuted.

Amid Shen Nanqiao's conflicted state of mind, Wang Xiaotong opened the door and rescued her.

The door suddenly opened, and Shen Nanqiao almost lost her footing and fell backward, but Song Shiyuan reacted quickly and pulled her back.

"Be careful." The two words were spoken very gently.

Shen Nanqiao looked disapprovingly at Wang Xiaotong, who had opened the door, when a voice came from the other side: "Handsome guy, this is the time Nanqiao has given me. If you have anything to talk about, you can do so after she's finished with me."

Wang Xiaotong deliberately used a high-pitched voice, and his words had a slightly teasing tone.

Shen Nanqiao broke free from Song Shiyuan's arm. "Let's talk about it tonight." Song Shiyuan could tell that she didn't want to discuss these things in front of her friends, so he kept quiet.

"Have a great day!"

While Song Shiyuan wasn't looking, Wang Xiaotong winked at Shen Nanqiao happily. Song Shiyuan had already taken something out of his pocket and put it in Shen Nanqiao's pocket, whispering to Shen Nanqiao, "Buy whatever you like, don't be shy."

Shen Nanqiao reached out and touched him, and immediately knew what the man had arranged for her.

She did not refuse and nodded, letting Song Shiyuan leave.

If Wang Xiaotong hadn't looked up and stared intently at the other person as they left, she would have really thought that Shen Nanqiao didn't like this abandoned ambiguous relationship at all.

Wang Xiaotong enjoys watching dramas, let alone the romantic histories of his new friends.

Shen Nanqiao didn't expect to run into Song Shiyuan so soon. The reason she was avoiding him wasn't because she was still hung up on the unresolved cold war.

She just didn't know how to explain her soon-to-be-moved residence and the studio that Shen Nanqiao wanted to open.

Shen Nanqiao wanted to sever all ties with Song Shiyuan.

In the pitiful little pocket of her shirt, Shen Nanqiao felt the shape of the black card, unsure of how to react.

This might be the last visible intersection between us.