Chapitre 14: His Little Princess
Éditeur: Atlas Studios
Ying Jing did not know whether to stand in front of the elevator or not.
She wrung her hands and frowned.
What Wen Fucheng said on the phone was really too fanciful.
Even a love idiot like her found it a little ambiguous.
She waited for Wen Fucheng to pick her up.
The elevator going up quickly arrived at her location. Without responding to the situation, she pressed the button and headed straight for the 33rd floor.
Sure enough, it stopped there.
Ying Jing held his breath. In just a few seconds, it was as if she had lived her entire life.
In the few days she had been back, the only thing she was most afraid of was that as the plot went out of control and changed, even Wen Fucheng's good impression of her would disappear.
Could a past-life crush survive into this life?
Just thinking about how he might no longer like her in this life made Ying Jing's heart ache.
Fortunately, she had a vague feeling that he still treated her somewhat differently after the two interactions.
Although in her opinion, this favorable impression was somewhat inexplicable.
She would never have thought that Wen Fucheng had also been reborn.
After all, this man had already had a good impression of her in her previous life. If the plot did not change much again, it would be reasonable for Wen Fucheng to have a good impression of her again.
But on the other hand, she was completely focused on Wen Fucheng. She had even forgotten about the real male lead. In her previous life, she had never been so proactive towards Wen Fucheng. Not only did she not take the initiative, but she also ignored his kindness and spoke ill of him. Just to push him farther away from her.
If Wen Fucheng had also been reborn, he would have sensed the change.
But he suspected nothing.
Ying Jing had thought about this problem before. In the end, she realized it was better for her to come back alone.
Unless the man was so good at acting that even she couldn't tell.
Ying Jing shook her head. What a joke. She was the Movie Queen chosen by popular vote. It was impossible for her not to see through the poor acting skills of a domineering CEO.
Wen Fucheng wasn't acting.
But no matter which life it was, it was his sincerity.
He never had to act out his love for her.
When the elevator doors opened, he stood inside. As if he hadn't expected Ying Jing to be waiting at the door, he stood to one side.
There was warmth in his eyes as if he were welcoming her in.
Their eyes met.
Ying Jing smiled and walked in to stand beside him. "Second Uncle, why aren't you sleeping?"
"There's unfinished business."
It made sense. A man like him must have a lot of work.
"Will I disturb you if I go up?"
"You won't."
"Don't tell me you're just being polite!"
The girl had a lot on her mind. "No, I'm a little hungry myself."
"The domineering male characters in the novels were monsters who did not know how to eat supper. He did not seem to take the usual path." Ying Jing muttered softly.
"What are you talking about?"
"It's fine, it's fine. I just thought it was amazing that you'd have supper at this hour.."
"Ying Jing."
Ah! The sudden use of her name made her ears burn.
What was with the name? It was so distant. She could accept being called a baby!
She coughed.
"Eh?"
"I'm human too."
"I know that!"
"I'll eat, go to the bathroom, sleep, and have a lot of imperfections."
Of course, she knew. Of course! If he didn't eat or go to the bathroom, he would be a ghost.
Wen Fucheng could tell from her expression that the little girl must have misunderstood.
Ying Jing followed him into the house.
Sheaves, who was sitting on the sofa, raised a greasy duck leg in greeting.
"Hi, we meet again."
Ying Jing wanted to retract her previous feelings. Why was there such a big third wheel here?
Wasn't it better with just the two of them?
She'd already figured out how she wanted to hold hands and kiss.
How was she supposed to operate now?
"Yes! We meet again."
Before Sheaves could bite down on the duck leg, he looked at the person who spoke in confusion. Was it his imagination?! Why did she sound like she was gritting her teeth?
The subsequent interactions were very well-mannered.
She obediently wrapped up a few pieces of duck meat for herself and ate them. However, she only took the ones that Sheaves liked.
The plate was quickly emptied. Wen Fucheng didn't touch it much the entire time, but she managed to stuff herself with food after snatching it from Sheaves.
Sheaves took the opportunity to approach her when Wen Fucheng went to get some water.
"Miss Ying, I didn't offend you, did I?"
Ying Jing was caught off guard and burped at him. The sound was especially loud, accompanied by a greasy smell of sweet flour sauce.
Ying Jing looked at him awkwardly. "Would you believe me if I said I didn't mean it?"
Sheaves was about to say something else when Wen Fucheng glanced at him from behind the sofa. Sheaves immediately understood and stood up.
"Um, I just remembered there's some work I haven't finished. Take your time. I'll see you tomorrow."
Was there a fire wheel under this person's feet? He was walking so fast.
Does that mean she was leaving too?
No, she didn't want to leave yet!
With the big third wheel gone, she could do it again.
She had to pull the husband-chasing progress bar forward tonight.
"Do you like it? What do you think of the taste?" The man placed the glass beside her.
Ying Jing nodded.
"Delicious." Even though she visited the restaurant whenever she was free in the capital, it tasted exceptionally good tonight. "Thank you for your hospitality, Second Uncle."
"I'm glad you like it."
"What?"
He said something sullenly. Ying Jing happened to look down and reply to Wei Yi's message, so she did not hear it clearly.
Weiyi came out of the shower to look for her. But her good sister was not around, so she sent a message to look for her.
While she sent the message, Wen Fucheng received a call and even glanced at her. He took his phone and walked to the balcony, secretly taking a few glances. What important call was it that he had to avoid arousing suspicion and answer at this time?
Wen Fucheng leaned against the railing to answer the call. From his angle, he could take in all the small movements and expressions.
She must have been reborn too!
She didn't look like she was trying to hide anything.
She stumbled all the way to him, not afraid that he would treat her as coldly as he treated everyone else.
"President Wen, President Wen, are you listening to what I'm saying?" The person who spoke was Ying Zenan. When he returned home, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. He still felt that it wasn't realistic. It was already the middle of the night, and he hadn't thought through it properly when he called. He did not expect Wen Fucheng to answer.
"CEO Wen, are you really not going to reconsider this contract? You'll lose out."
Wen Fucheng watched as the girl in the living room quietly took another piece of meat from the bowl, wrapped it, and ate it.
How wonderful!
He had looked at her the same way in her previous life, from a great distance.
She wouldn't let him get close.
So he didn't get close.
"How can it be a loss?"
"What?"
"Don't worry, President Ying! It won't be a loss."
Because soon he would have his little princess back.
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