Chapter 229: She is unhappy Chapter 229: She is unhappy Yan Shixiu never stepped on her landmines.
Yan Shixiu had an extraordinary tolerance toward her.
Moreover, things that should normally arouse curiosity, those once inexplicable things in her eyes, like why she knew horsemanship, why she was fluent in many languages, how she landed the endorsement of Glory, and the tactics she used against the National Couple—they were automatically filtered by Yan Shixiu. He never asked, even silently playing the role of a cleaner.
When the human-shaped pillow incident was exposed, he didn’t pry into the detailed reasons and even used the joke of being “hit” to shield her from a lot of overt harm.
In the past, holding onto the belief that no one would believe in soul borrowing and rebirth, she overlooked many things.
But don’t forget, Sun Ling and Tang Ze not only accepted it, but also believed it.
Taken individually, these matters could seemingly be explained, but when linked together…
Initially, everything between her and Yan Shixiu was clear.
But if from the very beginning Yan Shixiu… Shi Lan dared not think further.
“Boss, what’s wrong with you?” Sun Ling was frightened by Shi Lan’s solemn expression, “What happened?”
“Nothing.” Shi Lan reined in her thoughts and returned to the set with Sun Ling.
In the afternoon’s shooting, Shi Lan strangely became absent-minded.
Chen Beini thought it was because of her own issue and conceded, “I will find a chance to clear things up with Gu Chengyu, don’t get distracted because of me.”
The young miss, observing Chen Beini rubbing all over her, suddenly burst into an annoyed laugh, thinking that this woman had grown not only bolder but also thicker-skinned recently. However, she didn’t explain, reasoning that it was good to put a little pressure on Chen Beini, better than letting her casually dismiss the matter with the children.
In the evening when everyone wrapped up, Shi Lan gestured with her chin, signaling Chen Beini to hurry up and say what needed to be said.
At that moment, Yan Shixiu sent her a WeChat message.
President Yan: “Found a cat downstairs of Huahai building, do you want to keep it?”
Shi Lan enlarged the photo and saw a very small white cat curled up in a cardboard box, very clean, and with blue eyes.
Shi Lan: “May I ask, President Yan, who only sleeps two hours a day, when do you have time to look after a cat?”
President Yan: “The first time I saw its eyes, they reminded me of you.”
Shi Lan wasn’t fond of animals, or more accurately, of anything that would make her worry.
Shi Lan: “Don’t count on me either. Do you think someone who spends most of the year on set could take care of this?”
President Yan: “I’ll have someone feed it, but I need your permission. You’re taking half the space in the bed at home, aren’t you?”
Shi Lan: “Whatever you want.”
Shi Lan was somewhat distracted because she didn’t like having worries on her mind. Once doubt arises about something, if it isn’t resolved completely, it would always claw at her heart.
Seeing the extremely short two-word response from Shi Lan, Yan Shixiu put down his phone, picked up the kitten, and told his assistant to drive the car.
“President Yan, Miss An must be very happy, right? All girls like these fluffy cuties.”
“She’s not happy,” Yan Shixiu answered. He had already received the message from the hotel at noon; the young miss had already inquired about the small kitchen. Once the female boss became suspicious, some things could no longer be hidden.
“Why wouldn’t she be happy?”
“She doesn’t fancy cats, nor me. What she fancies is freedom…”
“How so?” The assistant, not realizing anything at the moment, felt that such a President Yan seemed so lonely that it was heartbreaking. Clearly, the relationship between Yan Shixiu and An Lan was quite good, but the assistant always felt their relationship, while sweet, lacked depth.