Su Xingyu was instantly delighted.
In the past, she always felt Lu Shifeng was too busy with work, but now she just wished he were busier.
Hmph, it’d be best if this weirdo beast worked himself to death! Then she and Xiaoling could freely play outside.
The two girls ran a lap around the low hill, where vibrant flowers blood on the slope, dancing gracefully in the sunshine and sea breeze. Su Xingyu was smart this ti, rembered to bring her cara, and enthusiastically took photos of Xia Ling. Xia Ling clearly loved the photos she took, changing poses and backgrounds one after another.
"You take the best photos, Xingyu." After the shoot, Xia Ling leaned in to look at Su Xingyu’s cara screen, "Better than those who take stiff studio shots of ."
Su Xingyu smiled: "Your regular photographer Erikson is quite skilled too."
"Him," Xia Ling pouted, making an adorable yet dissatisfied gesture, "isn’t he all about demands? Tilt your head a bit this way, a bit that way... it’s so annoying."
Su Xingyu laughed again, soothingly patting the girl’s soft long hair: "That’s because normally, you take comrcial shots, not relaxed lifestyle photos like today, right?"
Xia Ling thought for a mont: "True." She kicked a stone by the roadside with her toe: "Usually, there are reporters and fans to handle, always having to watch my image in front of the cara... Xingyu, sotis I really envy you, not being so famous, no one recognizes you on the street."
Is this kid complinting or insulting?
Su Xingyu was speechless, having vaguely heard after entering the workforce that Xia Ling had a bad reputation in the industry, mainly for being aggressive and arrogant.
After this period of interaction, she discovered the kid wasn’t really arrogant, just a bit scatterbrained!
She seed particularly drawn to such scatterbrained people, like Xia Ling, like Lu Shifeng...
Unconsciously, she drifted off thinking of that man again.
The sunlight on the slope grew increasingly dazzling, and noon approached.
Su Xingyu put the cara back in the equipnt bag and said to Xia Ling: "Let’s head back, and call Pei Ziheng and Lu Shifeng for lunch."
Xia Ling dawdled, reluctant to leave: "Can we play a little longer?"
"What, don’t want to see your Ziheng?" Su Xingyu teased.
Xia Ling bit the petal of a freshly picked little red flower and lowered her head: "But it’s so fun here..." looking troubled.
Su Xingyu coaxed her: "If we don’t remind them to eat, what if they get busy with work and forget about the ti?"
"Ziheng wouldn’t forget the ti," Xia Ling said cheerfully, "He has such good habits, at alti, even if a servant just reminds him, he could eat regardless of any impending disaster."
Su Xingyu didn’t have the sa confidence in Lu Shifeng. If Lu Shifeng had such good habits, how could he have stomach problems? Maybe when he saw Pei Ziheng stop for lunch, he would overti just to surpass him! The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she beca: "I must go back to check. If you still want to play here, let the bodyguards stay with you. I’ll head back first."
They had bodyguards following from afar. Although the island was entirely booked by them, such a large place always needed bodyguards for reassurance.
Xia Ling crinkled her little eyebrows, torn and conflicted: "Fine, I’ll go down with you then."
Biting the flower, she hooked Su Xingyu’s hand and reluctantly walked the return path.
Coconut Sea Corridor. Coffee bar.
By the dappled tree shadows on the silver sand and sapphire sea, Pei Ziheng and Lu Shifeng, sure enough, were each processing work with a stack of docunts and notebooks before them.
The Lu Family’s bodyguard reported: "Young master, young mistress and Miss Xia Ling have just returned from Huapi Mountain, saying they want to join you and Mr. Pei for lunch, expected to arrive in half an hour."
The two girls thought they managed to slip away flawlessly, but actually, the mont they snuck out of the room, a bodyguard reported back here.
The two bosses were rely focused on competing and ignored it.
Hearing the report, Lu Shifeng closed the report he was reading and passed it over: "Tell Xie Jian I’m dissatisfied with this report, redo it."
Over there, Pei Ziheng took off his wireless headset, not sure interrupting which consultation.
He stood up, stretched, and tossed a sentence to Lu Shifeng as he turned his head: "You chose a good wife."
Lu Shifeng raised an eyebrow: "What do you an?"
"It’s definitely her coaxing Xia Ling back," Pei Ziheng said carelessly, "I know that girl’s personality well; once she starts exploring the hills, she completely forgets about als."
The deep voice concealed all the affection.
Lu Shifeng suddenly felt a bit envious of him. Regardless of whether he kept a mistress or otherwise, the girl he favored wholeheartedly relied on him, looking so carefree and happy.
Lu Shifeng hoped such clear and radiant smiles would frequently appear on Su Xingyu’s face too.
"How do you do it?" he asked.
"Do what?"
"Xia Ling trusts you, she’s very happy," Lu Shifeng said.
"Because I’m good to her," Pei Ziheng replied.
Lu Shifeng disagreed: "You can’t marry her; you’re deceiving her. But the way she looks at you, she would leap into the abyss without hesitation."
Pei Ziheng rarely fell silent, after a long ti, he said: "Deceive? No, I never deceive her, just certain truths aren’t ready to be told yet."
Lu Shifeng didn’t ask when it would be the right ti; he understood maybe it would never be the right ti.
His brows furrowed slightly, unable to comprehend.
What he could understand was the ruthless competitiveness in business, but deceiving the one he shared his life with—could that genuinely make her happy?
From afar ca the voices of two girls, and the n ended the conversation, welcoming them.
Overall, this island trip was quite fulfilling. Xia Ling took nurous photos, overjoyed; Su Xingyu managed to coax and half-drag Lu Shifeng to rest, achieving so results. Although the two n couldn’t see eye to eye, handling affairs along the way wasn’t a waste of ti. Most importantly, their won were happy, filling them with a sense of accomplishnt.
Back from the island, Su Xingyu rested a bit before heading to the company.
As soon as the people at the photography center saw her, they almost exploded, crowding around: "Xingyu, did you see today’s Weibo from Xia Ling?"
Xiaoling’s Weibo?
Su Xingyu’s heart skipped a beat; they just returned from the island, surely the girl didn’t post anything she wasn’t supposed to, right?!
She hurried to the computer, opened Xia Ling’s Weibo, and breathed a sigh of relief—
On her Weibo this morning was an extrely beautiful series of photos under the tree shade with horses, the sa set from the previous environntal the shoot, nothing overly shocking.
Except for the accompanying text content.
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