After coming off set, Shen Zhiyi just changed her clothes and didn’t remove her makeup as she had a live stream to do.
Xiaodong set up the equipnt for her and went back. She ordered takeout and greeted the fans in the livestream room.
"It seems like the last live stream was two weeks ago," Shen Zhiyi answered the questions from the barrage, "I’ve already been quite diligent, huh? Filming’s been so busy, I just can’t find the ti."
Soone asked if she was at ho, she nodded, "Last ti it was here too, I haven’t changed the furniture, you guys should recognize it, right?"
"...Want to see the walk-in closet?" Shen Zhiyi picked up the tablet, "There’s nothing interesting to see in my walk-in closet, just so clothes I wear regularly."
She was always accommodating, and when her fans wanted to see, she opened the door to her walk-in closet. As she said, there weren’t actually many clothes or accessories of hers because the space in this house wasn’t too big. Most items weren’t on display, and only a few in-season pieces hung in the wardrobe.
The cara swept over a few pieces of clothing, and she turned to leave, "I told you there’s not much to see... A bathrobe? Which bathrobe?"
Shen Zhiyi turned back to look at the wardrobe. Her own robes and pajamas were of light shades, hanging in the far corner of the wardrobe, making the dark grey n’s bathrobe highly conspicuous. The fans in the livestream room instantly spotted it.
[Looks like a man’s... Wow, Zhizhi has got a man!]
[Who? Soone from the industry?]
[Could it be the male lead from Director ng’s new movie? It feels like Zhiyi hasn’t been in contact with any male stars recently.]
"None of that..." Shen Zhiyi just then noticed the n’s bathrobe and knew without thinking who must have left it. She helplessly denied the fans’ wild speculations, "A friend was staying over before, he might have left it behind."
[Friend? A boyfriend?]
[Which friend? Zhiyi, tell secretly, I won’t tell anyone.]
"Just a normal friend," Shen Zhiyi said vaguely, and seeing people listing possible male actors she could be acquainted with, she clarified quickly, "He’s not from the industry, not an actor. Stop guessing, you all."
If they kept guessing, they would start spreading new rumors about her.
[Is it that sa guy who ca to your place last ti?]
[I rember, the guy who ca to Zhiyi’s house for a al!]
Unexpectedly, they still rembered that. Shen Zhiyi closed the door of her walk-in closet, murmured a soft "Mhm," and, afraid they would ask more, she imdiately changed the subject.
Half an hour into the livestream, Shen Zhiyi felt tired. She washed up and rested after ending the stream. When she went back to the walk-in closet, the sight of the n’s bathrobe made her frown in concern.
Throw it away? Or ask him to co get it?
She didn’t agonize over it for long, because Pei Yu called her.
He had just finished socializing, bending to get into the car, from the deserted outdoors into the quiet inside of the car, free from the noise of the crowd, his voice ca through clearly.
"Are you going to sleep?"
His tone was a bit slow, showing a hint of languor, Shen Zhiyi was familiar with this intonation; he must be sowhat tipsy.
"Mhm."
The car was stuffy, Pei Yu opened the window to let in air, tugging at his tie, "What ti do you start tomorrow?"
"Why are you asking this," Shen Zhiyi didn’t tell him, but even if she didn’t, he would still find a way to know, "Did you leave a bathrobe at my place?"
"Hm?" Pei Yu thought for a mont, rembered this detail, and his lips curved into a smile, "You found it?"
The next step was definitely having him take his clothes back.
As expected, Shen Zhiyi took down the bathrobe, "Have soone co pick it up."
Having soone pick it up was out of the question. Pei Yu tapped the back of his chair, asking Secretary Qin about tomorrow’s schedule to see if there was ti he could spare.
"I have ti to dine in the garden in the afternoon,"
Dining was naturally not just a simple al; she would et with several partners for negotiations, though it wasn’t a particularly formal occasion.
Pei Yu relayed this, "Around five in the afternoon, can you deliver the clothes then?"
Deliver them to him? Shen Zhiyi hesitated, not imdiately agreeing.
As if guessing what she was hesitant about, Pei Yu offered a second solution, "If it’s inconvenient, I can co to your place to pick up the clothes after I’m finished."
Upon hearing this, Shen Zhiyi felt the first option was better. If she let him co to pick them up, getting him to leave again might be troubleso—who knew what excuses he might find to linger.
But she didn’t fully commit either, "If I’m available."
She still didn’t know if tomorrow’s shoot would go smoothly and whether she’d have the ti to spare.
"Hmm," Pei Yu pinched the bridge of his nose, his weariness evident, "if you co, tell Secretary Qin to pick you up."
Just as the call was about to end, Shen Zhiyi suddenly thought that she might not necessarily have to be the one to deliver, "If I can’t make the ti, I’ll have Xiaodong deliver it."
Or send it to Huating? They didn’t necessarily have to et in person either.
There was a long silence on the other end of the line, Shen Zhiyi glanced at the screen to make sure the call was still ongoing. Just as she was about to speak, Pei Yu spoke up.
His tone was helpless, his exhaustion making him reluctant to exert effort, and his voice was gentle, "Zhizhi, if you don’t want to co and deliver, please let co and pick it up, okay?"
Don’t take away his chance to see her.
He didn’t say much more, but the intended ssage was quite clear.
Shen Zhiyi paused for a mont, silent briefly, already softening, "I’ll see how it goes."
The n’s robe was spread out on the bed, still faintly slling of agarwood. Shen Zhiyi looked at it for a while, then folded it neatly and packed it away.
The next day, Xiaodong picked her up for the set, and seeing the shopping bag in her hand, he took it over reflexively, "What’s this?"
"Clothes," Shen Zhiyi gave a brief reply, only to see Xiaodong’s expression clear as if he had an epiphany, he promptly put the bag in the car, guessing, even without her saying, what the clothes were for.
"Are you returning it?"
One could tell he had watched last night’s live stream, understanding the ins and outs better than the average fan.
Shen Zhiyi was actually still hesitating, and she felt oddly embarrassed in front of Xiaodong, so she answered very vaguely, "Not sure."
Suddenly, she thought it might be better to just let him co and fetch it himself.
She stayed indecisive until the afternoon when several scenes in a row were shot smoothly, Director ng was in a good mood, and he upgraded the whole crew’s dinner to sothing more luxurious.
"Sister Zhiyi," Xiaodong ca back empty-handed, not fetching their portion of the dinner, assuming she wouldn’t be eating with the crew, "going to deliver the clothes?"
Shen Zhiyi: "...Yes."
On the way there, she received a ssage from Qin Xiaoran asking if she was going to the garden, as she was dining there with her future mother-in-law and wanted to et up if Shen Zhiyi was also coming.
Lately, Qin Xiaoran had been busy with wedding preparations and hadn’t chatted with Shen Zhiyi as much.
Shen Zhiyi replied with a "Sure," and after sending it, she rembered to ask how Xiaoran knew she was going to the garden.
Qin Xiaoran: "Secretary Qin booked an extra private room, right next to us. I asked him, and he said it was for you, though he couldn’t guarantee you would co, so I wanted to check first."
As she spoke, she threw a aningful glance at Secretary Qin still standing nearby; he caught on imdiately and went to pass the nu to the kitchen staff.
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