Ariel Zimrman had just finished washing up and was listening to her agent discuss the upcoming work schedule.
Hearing the special notification alert, she opened Weibo and saw Gregory Xander’s deliberately highlighted repost and those four words.
At first, she was dumbfounded, but then she couldn’t help but jump up in place, exclaiming,
"Ah!"
Her agent on the other end of the voice call was startled and was about to ask, but Ariel had already hurriedly dismissed him and hung up.
She reopened the page, zood in, and read it three more tis before finally confirming that she hadn’t misread.
Then she jumped onto the bed, bouncing around in excitent.
After bouncing twice, she seed to recall sothing, opened Gregory Xander’s chat window, took a screenshot, and asked him,
[What does this an?]
Gregory Xander seed to already know she would ask, so he responded quickly, [Just an explanation.]
Ariel couldn’t accept that answer and directly asked him,
[Is this a confession?]
She seed very insistent on his answer.
Or rather, she was insistent on his attitude.
On the other end, Gregory Xander thought so too, but since he had answered once before, this ti he answered straightforwardly.
[Yes.]
Although it wasn’t convenient to make it public for now, he still wanted to make up for a bit of regret.
After all, by the ti they went public, the feelings then would surely be sowhat different from now.
Since he had already made his choice, Gregory Xander wouldn’t hesitate.
Ariel looked at the word he sent over.
It felt different from hearing it in person; it was a kind of security resting on paper.
Ariel was so excited she pounded the bed, then quickly took a screenshot of the conversation.
She saved a copy on her phone, uploaded one to the cloud, and sent one to Gregory Xander.
[This screenshot is proof.]
No backing out now.
Gregory Xander looked at the screenshot, noting that despite the simple chat window, the background image used was a candid half-body shot of himself.
Gregory Xander felt as though sothing had struck his chest, recalling her silent affection for him in the past, feeling an inexplicable pang of heartache.
His gaze fell on the cartoon figurine on the desk, and Gregory opened the voice recorder to leave her a ssage.
No hesitation, no second thoughts; so words, that phrase, just naturally and solemnly ca out.
He said,
"Ariel Zimrman, I like you."
No proof needed, and he definitely wouldn’t regret it.
If these words could reassure her, he’d say them to her a thousand tis, ten thousand tis.
What Gregory Xander didn’t know was that upon hearing his voice ssage, Ariel Zimrman hugged her phone as her eyes welled up again.
She played the voice ssage, repeatedly listening to those seven words, as if she wanted to engrave them into her heart.
At this mont, she finally felt the realness of them being together.
Opening the voice ssage, her voice slightly hoarse and sowhat coquettish, she said,
"Gregory Xander, I want to see you, now."
Ariel Zimrman, full of anticipation, nervously checked her appearance, intending to choose an outfit, when Gregory Xander’s ssage arrived.
"It’s too late, it’s not suitable."
A single man and woman eting late at night was not proper etiquette, not to ntion they were staying in a hotel with other crew mbers.
If seen, it wouldn’t be good for her reputation.
He said it very earnestly, but Ariel felt as if a cold bucket of water had been poured over her.
Ariel: ...
This old-fashioned guy!
However, considering his verbal confession, she let it slide.
*
While Ariel was enveloped in sweetness, Gregory Xander’s four words soared to the top of the trending list on Weibo thanks to Ariel’s popularity that day.
Ariel’s fans went crazy.
[Is this an official announcent? It’s got to be, I don’t care, I’m calling it official!]
[Thanks to Xander for finding our Ariel during the day, I’m all for this ship!]
[An officially certified couple is the best; I’m shipping this hard!]
[Wah, my Ariel deserves to shine alone, but if it’s with Xander, I might just agree.]
[Who understands this unique weight? I agree, have three children! (since the policy only allows three)]
Most fans were classy, though a few criticized Gregory Xander for being a Mystical Sect mber trying to ride on the hype, seeming lowly.
But such comnts were quickly and fiercely suppressed by Ariel and Gregory Xander’s fans the mont they appeared.
Among the many comnts, there was one that stood out.
It was from Vivian Houghton, with just two words—[Envy].
Only two words, yet inexplicably exuding an aroma of tea.
What was she trying to do?
Ariel’s assistant kept an eye on the online buzz and imdiately noticed Vivian Houghton’s comnt, rushing to Ariel’s room in her slippers.
"Sis! Did you see Xander’s Weibo?!"
Walking into the room, she was stunned.
There was Ariel, wrapped up in a comforter like a burrito, rolling around on the bed.
Hearing the assistant’s words, she lightly rolled forward, humming,
"Saw it~"
Her voice was sticky sweet, a tone the assistant had never heard before.
Even with half her face hidden in the blanket, it still overflowed with a pinkish hue toward the assistant.
It was clear that Ariel had started rolling because of Gregory Xander’s Weibo post.
The assistant, seeing how different Ariel was from yesterday, gulped, hesitating whether to dampen her spirits.
After so thought, she stepped forward, "Sis, did you see this?"
She cautiously showed Vivian Houghton’s comnt to Ariel.
Ariel glanced at the phone comnt the assistant was holding out, only stayed silent for two seconds, and, contrary to what the assistant expected, didn’t react in anger; instead, she oh-ed lightly,
"Well, let her post it then~"
Saying that, she very casually rolled over to the side.
Her deanor left the assistant even more perplexed.
"Sis, you’re not mad?"
"Why should I be mad?"
Ariel, wrapped in her comforter, turned her head, looking at her with a face full of tolerance,
"Everyone has the freedom to comnt; she’s just expressing her feelings. It’s not like she’s being shady with , what’s there to be angry about?"
She spoke with ease, seemingly genuinely unbothered.
Of course, she might have cared yesterday, but... now that Gregory Xander was wholly hers, if any outside butterflies wanted to flutter around, let them.
Ariel felt more magnanimous than ever before.
The assistant didn’t understand, but she respected it.
Seeing Ariel truly indifferent, she didn’t further disrupt her bed rolling, reluctantly leaving the room.
Once the assistant left, Ariel cheerfully pulled out her phone.
Envy, huh?
Envy all you want, but he’s hers.
Happily typing away on her phone.
Soon, netizens seed to relive yesterday.
Under Gregory Xander’s comnt, the lead actress and actors one and two from the crew quickly also comnted with the sa [Envy] words.
The fans, seeing this, also lined up in envy.
Soon, Vivian Houghton’s solitary envy comnt was buried under the sea of [Envy], becoming unremarkable.
In her hotel room, Vivian Houghton, seeing her strategy overturned, furiously smashed her phone again.
What she didn’t know was that after she logged out of Weibo, Ariel Zimrman sent out a direct response to Gregory Xander’s post.
Reposting with the reply—
[You are the only one.
The one and only mystical consultant, please continue to take care of .]
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