Chapter 60
His mouth was closed, but it wasn’t completely shut. Some broken syllables always managed to escape.
“Haah, CEO Ruan…”
“Shut up.”
Zong Mo: …
He simply covered his own disobedient mouth.
Ruan Chi shifted his position slightly, his back arching a little. One hand remained here to support him, while the other reached down to take care of himself.
Zong Mo: …?
He hadn’t even touched Ruan Chi. This could…?
He covered his mouth even more tightly, only using his eyes to admire Ruan Chi’s ambidextrous performance.
Lu Bo was once again locked out of his own room.
When he came back, he had confirmed downstairs that the double room’s live stream had been turned off. Turning off the live stream and locking the door most likely meant there were two people in the room.
Ruan Chi had never been one to disguise or lie. Since he had said he wouldn’t have sex while recording the show, then he definitely wouldn’t.
But, “at most, we’ll do something else”…
Lu Bo hesitated whether to knock on the door and happened to run into Ling Han in the corridor, who was preparing to go back to his room.
Lu Bo shifted his gaze and asked, “The door is locked. Can I sit in your room for a while?”
Ling Han didn’t expect the huge traffic celebrity himself to talk to him. He nodded uncomfortably, “Sure.”
But as soon as he entered the room, Lu Bo turned off the live stream.
Ling Han was puzzled but didn’t dare to question it. He just felt that Lu Bo was probably in a bad mood and wanted to rest quietly.
He was still thinking about whether to go out and avoid him when he heard Lu Bo ask, “The company you signed with is Shengmao?”
Ling Han nodded, “Mm.”
“You’re an adult, right?”
“Mm, I’m almost nineteen.”
“Being a minor is actually a form of protection.”
As Lu Bo spoke, a rather complicated expression appeared on his face. Ling Han couldn’t quite understand it.
Lu Bo asked again, “Did you sign a copyright contract with Shengmao?”
“No,” Ling Han said.
He had only sold himself to the company, not signed a copyright contract to sell his original works. The copyright of his original works still belonged to him.
The reason the company could let go of the copyright of his works was naturally not out of kindness, but because he didn’t even have a single complete musical work, and his creative potential was not apparent at all.
“Zong Mo used to be signed with a company that made money from contract termination fees,” Lu Bo suddenly changed the subject to Zong Mo, his eyes lowered. “He was also your senior before he dropped out of school. He probably feels you two are somewhat similar.”
But Ling Han was still puzzled, “What do you mean…?”
“This is all I can say,” Lu Bo said, then stood up. Before leaving, he gave one last piece of advice, “I think you can seriously consider Zong Mo’s words. Try to write your own songs, but don’t let your manager know.”
In the double room.
Zong Mo hadn’t expected it to end up in a situation where the contract was breached, but not completely breached.
Lu Bo still had to come back to stay, so the two of them quickly cleaned up.
They also opened the window to air out the room. Zong Mo could stay for a little longer.
Zong Mo looked at the composed Ruan Chi. His heart, which had just calmed down, became a mess again. Giving him a handjob could be said to be petting a dog, a tease or a joke.
What was this now… a belated birthday gift?
But he didn’t want this kind of thing to be a punishment, nor did he want it to be a reward.
Zong Mo chose to change the subject first and asked, “CEO Ruan, did you prepare a birthday gift for me?”
He had missed Ruan Chi’s birthday gift before and hadn’t even said happy birthday. Ruan Chi didn’t seem to care and even asked, “What do you want?”
Zong Mo said boldly, “Shouldn’t a birthday gift be a mystery, to give the birthday person a surprise?”
Ruan Chi repeated, with less patience, “What do you want?”
Ruan Chi was clearly not the type to like giving surprises. He didn’t celebrate his own birthday and probably had never given a birthday gift to anyone. Zong Mo didn’t insist. He didn’t answer first but quietly recalled.
In the novel, the main shou‘s 22nd birthday was spent with Lu Bo. They were even photographed by paparazzi and got on the trending list, leeching a lot of popularity. This was also a turning point in their relationship. After that, Gong #2, Ruan Chi, had very few scenes and gradually faded out, replaced by Gongs #3, 4, and 5 as wingmen.
Shortly after his birthday, the main shou moved out of Ruan Chi’s house, making it more convenient for the main gong to pursue him. At the end of the year, the main gong saved the main shou, who was almost subjected to coercive love by Gong #5, and the two confirmed their relationship. Not long after, Gong #2 appeared again, but this time, he was exposed as the main shou‘s former behind-the-scenes sponsor and was scolded online.
Zong Mo looked up at Ruan Chi.
“Next year, on my birthday,” Zong Mo said with determination, “can we go to the seaside again?”
The seaside in June should be sunnier and warmer than in May.
But Ruan Chi asked, “Can’t you ask for something valuable?”
“Anything valuable is okay?”
“Mm.”
“A house is also okay?”
“Mm.”
Zong Mo tentatively said, “Then… the villa next to the villa?”
Ruan Chi hesitated for a moment, showing some difficulty, “The houses there might not be available for purchase.”
Zong Mo: …
If it were available, you’d really give it to me?
“I want to go to the seaside again next year,” Zong Mo said firmly. “Isn’t your time also very valuable?”
Ruan Chi was silent for a long time.
“I might not be free then,” Ruan Chi said. “You might also be filming.”
“Didn’t I fly back midway when I was filming in L City?” Zong Mo said. “If June 22nd is not okay, then the 23rd, 24th, 25th are also okay. If June is not okay, then July, August…”
Ruan Chi frowned, “Why next year?”
“Can you promise me first?”
“I can’t promise now,” Ruan Chi refused again. “We’ll talk about it later.”
These words were already a compromise.
Ruan Chi would not promise him something he was not sure he could do.
And after he had relaxed the time limit so much, Ruan Chi must have noticed something was wrong and would be even less likely to agree easily.
Zong Mo thought to himself, since Ruan Chi had already discovered he was an outsider, there was actually nothing he couldn’t say about the novel. But not to mention Gongs #3, 4, and 5, just knowing that Lu Bo was his official CP would definitely make Ruan Chi unhappy.
Moreover, Zong Mo seemed to have escaped the main shou‘s script, and the plot had already changed greatly. But he had still irresistibly met Gongs #1, 3, 4, and 5, and was liked by them just like the main shou.
Even the reasons they liked him were more specific and more convincing than in the novel.
If the general direction of the plot could not be changed, then would he and Ruan Chi be separated soon?
“What are you thinking about again?” Ruan Chi suddenly spoke, pulling Zong Mo’s thoughts back to the present.
Ruan Chi had a bad temper and often got angry. Zong Mo might just say one wrong word and he would turn black-faced. But every time, his anger wouldn’t last long and he would digest it himself, never really taking it out on him.
At the beginning, when Zong Mo saw the gloomy-faced Ruan Chi coming home from overtime, he was actually a little afraid.
He had never experienced it, but he had heard a lot from his classmates about whose father was unhappy at work and would come home and beat and curse his soft and easy-to-bully wife for no reason.
Ruan Chi had never been like that to him. Ruan Chi would sort out his emotions himself. If he really couldn’t, he would be fine after a meal or some exercise. And then he could even be possessed by a drama queen, making a few jokes to tease and amuse him.
As a man himself, Zong Mo would naturally not put himself in the position of a wife. But he was naturally gentle, and his relationship with Ruan Chi was not even that of equal partners, just a golden canary and a sponsor…
Zong Mo didn’t answer. Ruan Chi asked again, “How many more things are you hiding from me, hmm?”
Zong Mo wanted to say something but held back several times. In the end, he said stubbornly, “I still want to go to the seaside next year.”
Ruan Chi did not insist on refusing and proposed a compromise, “We can go tomorrow.”
The next day, Zong Mo changed into a pre-prepared wetsuit, black long sleeves and long pants. Because it was a bit tight, he added a pair of casual shorts over it.
Only his head, neck, hands, and feet were exposed, a veritable fortress.
He came out of the bathroom after changing. Qi Zhiyi happened to call out, “Little Mo, come and put on some sunscreen… uh.”
Zong Mo walked over frankly and said, “I brought sunscreen.”
After speaking, he took out the sunscreen from his luggage and applied a layer on his face and neck.
He had seen plenty of various film and television works and knew very well that applying sunscreen was a catalyst for advancing romance scenes by the sea.
He was on guard but not fully prepared.
He still couldn’t figure out why Qi Zhiyi had pushed him into the swimming pool, and in front of Ruan Chi.
Zong Mo thought, and looked down at his chest. He was dressed impeccably today. That kind of accident could absolutely not happen again!
By the sea, everyone except Ruan Chi had changed into swimsuits.
Zong Mo silently looked around and thought to himself, the sentence Tu Bu had said before, “it’s just abs, who doesn’t have them,” was indeed reasonable.
Ruan Chi followed the program team’s arrangement and came to the seaside but had no intention of going into the water. He found a beach chair and lay down, starting his vacation mode.
Zong Mo went over and asked, “Aren’t you going for a swim, Ruan-ge? Director Tu even hired a surfing coach for us.”
A treacherous director showing great kindness. If you miss it, you won’t get it again!
“I don’t really want to,” Ruan Chi said. “You can go and learn.”
“Mm,” Zong Mo thought for a while and asked again, “Aren’t you going with me?”
Does he have to take on five by himself?
Is today’s Ruan Chi a little too at ease?
“Don’t you want to go and play? Go,” Ruan Chi said, and casually picked up the newspaper next to him and covered his face, blocking the sun and the gazes of others.
Zong Mo was silent for a while, then couldn’t help but say, “Ruan-ge, you look like a dad today.”
Ruan Chi: …
After a brief silence, a wave of bullet comments scrolled by:
【Mo-cub, can’t you let me finish shipping first before you say that?】
【I’m really going to laugh, hahahaha】
【I treat you as my wife, but you treat me as your dad (asking for CEO Ruan’s psychological shadow area)】
Ruan Chi didn’t look angry, but his mood was clearly not very good either.
Zong Mo pulled off the covering on his face, moved closer, and said in a low voice, “Didn’t you promise yesterday that we would go for a swim together today?”
Ruan Chi frowned, “When did I say we would go for a swim together today?”
Zong Mo recalled. Ruan Chi seemed to have said “go to the seaside tomorrow.” Lying on the beach and slacking off could also be considered fulfilling his promise.
Zong Mo simply gave him a pull, and it worked.
They didn’t go to the surfing coach and the others but went to the opposite side of the coast.
Zong Mo could swim, but he had only ever swum in calm swimming pools and hot spring pools before. At this moment, looking at the unpredictable sea surface and feeling the waves constantly lapping against his calves, he couldn’t help but feel a little scared.
The water was just past his knees. He stopped and turned around. Ruan Chi was not in a swimsuit and was wearing long pants. He had stopped a step behind him, his pant legs already half wet.
The two of them stood quietly in the shallow water, looking at each other. Zong Mo suddenly accumulated some experience for filming idol dramas in the future.
Ruan Chi casually stepped in the water, perfunctorily finished playing in the water, and said, “Let’s go back.”
Perhaps inspired by Qi Zhiyi, Zong Mo had a flash of inspiration. He caught him off guard and quickly grabbed Ruan Chi’s arm.
This kind of rough pulling was something he had learned from Ruan Chi.
After making him lose his balance, he released the pulling force and pushed his high and mighty CEO Ruan into the water with a plop.
Learning and applying it, returning it in double!
Ruan Chi: ?
Tsk tsk, re-establishing the image of a Big Fierce 1 is just around the corner, victory is in sight!
But the netizens were as rebellious as ever. Not only did they refuse to do as Zong Mo wished, but they also scrolled—
【Heavens, the silly wife is rebelling!!!】
【You have to teach your wife a good lesson when you get back tonight, oh, hahahaha】
【CEO Ruan: Thank you for asking. I don’t want to go on vacation ever again :)】
Author’s Note:
It’s the silly wife who doesn’t even want the mansion that’s offered to him, qwq
