Xu Cheng’an first looked through the photos and went to change clothes. After returning, he saw her sitting in front of the computer, carefully looking at the negatives, and quickly squeezed over, curiously asking: “What are you looking at?”
The photographer brought over two cups of warm water. Chen Jing took one and casually pointed: “Just reached the shot of you in the leaf skirt.”
Chen Jing originally wanted to see him embarrassed, but unexpectedly, he was suddenly excited, asking: “Do you think it looks good?”
Chen Jing hesitated and nodded. It was indeed good-looking, but something felt off about his tone.
As expected, the satisfied Xu Cheng’an was overjoyed, laughing and moving closer, disregarding the wedding shop staff around, he loudly kissed her and said: “I’ll buy that skirt. Shall I wear it for you tonight?”
The air instantly went silent.
Chen Jing: “…” Surrounded and not knowing how to react, her face stiff.
Of course, his request was no problem. As a married couple, creating some small intimacies and romance was definitely good for physical and mental health. Chen Jing was willing to cooperate.
The problem was—in public, couldn’t he whisper such private matters? He had to say it out loud with such excitement. Did he have brain damage?!
Seeing her expression freeze after hearing his words, her gaze at him complex—wanting to scold him but afraid he might cry—made Xu Cheng’an’s heart skip a beat, inexplicably panicking.
After a brief silence, the staff and boss around them forcibly restored normal expressions, smiling and continuing to work, pretending they heard nothing.
Xu Cheng’an became more flustered, his heartbeat erratic, with a suffocating feeling: “Ran Jie, I… did I make you angry?”
Shen Ran took a deep breath, finally calming down, thick-skinned and pretending she heard nothing, smiled at him: “Don’t overthink it. I’m not angry. We’ll go home soon.”
Xu Cheng’an lowered his eyes, not daring to look at her directly.
After obtaining the receipt and confirming the specific time to collect the photos, they left.
On the way, Chen Jing drove without looking sideways, not glancing at Xu Cheng’an since leaving the wedding shop.
This time, she was truly unhappy, not teasing him or deliberately guiding his personality.
Xu Cheng’an had gone too far.
Chen Jing thought for a long time but couldn’t figure out what was in his mind, so she gave up.
After getting in the car, Xu Cheng’an lowered his head, silent, and surprisingly, there was no crying sound.
Chen Jing frowned and listened for a while, still hearing nothing. She couldn’t help but glance over, and after one look, her brow immediately furrowed into a deep crease.
Xu Cheng’an sat with a straight back, slightly lowering his head, his eyelids drooping. From Chen Jing’s angle, she could only see his long eyelashes and his smooth, tight, handsome face, with lips pressed straight, full of coldness.
Chen Jing looked at him several times with no reaction, hesitated, and stopped by the roadside.
The car turned off, and Chen Jing unbuckled her seatbelt. Just as she was about to get closer, her face was suddenly cupped, and Xu Cheng’an bit her lips, giving her a fierce, deep kiss.
Chen Jing let out a muffled sound, caught off guard by the savage kiss. She instinctively tried to struggle, and her lower lip suddenly hurt, with a metallic taste spreading between her lips and teeth – she was definitely bleeding!
Just as she was about to move, Xu Cheng’an’s hand slid down from her face, skillfully restraining her arms. With a strong pull, he lifted her up, bent his knee, spread her legs, and directly sat her on his lap.
Chen Jing was furious, breathing heavily.
A high-level big deceiver!
She should have seen through him long ago. How could someone be so fragile and so double-sided, always cold-faced to others? The slightest bit of neglect would turn him into a tearful mess, with crying skills even better than Meng Jiangnu. He would always be coaxed, doing whatever she said – sleeping when told, acting coquettish when prompted. In fact, he was the one holding the power. On the surface, he would listen to her, but in reality, he was having the time of his life!
After the kiss ended, Xu Cheng’an still held her tightly, his forehead touching hers, rubbing affectionately, and softly said: “And then…”
“Shut up,” Chen Jing struggled but couldn’t break free, irritated, and immediately snapped back. She didn’t want to say a single word to him right now. It was her who wrote the male lead, and she now wished she had made him a cannon fodder, killing him off as soon as he appeared! Unfortunately, Xu Cheng’an no longer wanted to pretend and naturally wouldn’t be as obedient as before. Not angry despite being scolded, he instead smiled: “Ran-jie, don’t be angry.”
“I’m not angry,” Chen Jing said expressionlessly, deliberately saying something he didn’t want to hear: “I just feel annoyed seeing you.” Xu Cheng’an’s expression froze, looking pitiful in his silence: “Do you have to speak to me like this?”
Chen Jing said sarcastically: “You’ve been lying to me all this time, and I’m supposed to smile at you?”
Shen Yuan wasn’t dead, and Shen’s parents hadn’t asked her to go back and get married. She had been accompanying Xu Cheng’an, registering marriage, taking wedding photos, agreeing to everything, doting on him completely. After all this, what reason did he have to turn dark? No reason at all.
Chen Jing wasn’t angry that he had turned dark from the beginning. She was angry that Xu Cheng’an had deceived her. Even if he was a dark male lead from the start, her mission in entering this book was to fill the male lead’s happiness value to 100. Did he need to lie to her?
Xu Cheng’an remained silent again. His features were exquisite, his eyes black and deep. But when expressionless, he immediately gave off an inexplicably cold and chilling feeling.
This was the first time Chen Jing had seen this expression. After watching for a while, her anger suddenly dissipated. After all, he had just been hiding his true nature while dating her. The biggest fault was just deceiving her into marriage.
Compared to her hidden identity and dating him to complete a mission, it seemed she was also somewhat in the wrong…
After sorting things out, Chen Jing’s cold expression became hard to maintain. She stole a glance.
Chapter 16: Little Crybaby 16
After a long silence, Chen Jing spoke: “Why aren’t you talking?”
Xu Cheng’an raised his head, his black eyes glistening with tears, looking at her with reddened eye corners: “From beginning to end, you liked the personality I was pretending to have.”
He used a declarative sentence.
Chen Jing was slightly speechless, speaking earnestly: “Whether real or fake, aren’t these personalities still yours, Cheng’an? I like all of you.”
“Really?” Xu Cheng’an was suddenly confessed to, feeling sweet as if soaked in honey, but his face feigned disbelief, “Don’t try to fool me. I see very clearly that you only liked that version of me who cries easily. Otherwise, why did you get so angry just from me kissing you once?”
If he hadn’t said anything, it would have been fine. But after speaking, he felt even more wronged. Although he had initiated the force earlier, her impatience was too hurtful!
Chen Jing took a deep breath, about to turn cold again, when suddenly an electronic prompt sounded:
[Male Lead Happiness Value 30%, currently at 80%!]
“…………”
What kind of operation was this?
Chen Jing lowered her head, carefully examining Xu Cheng’an’s face, seeing his expression full of grievance. Somehow, she suddenly wanted to laugh.
“You’re laughing,” Xu Cheng’an’s eyes were pitch-black, unhappily pursing his lips.
“Can’t I laugh?” Chen Jing teased, “Is the domineering CEO persona fun?”
