Chapter 173: Cry? Crying Counts as Time Too! (Double Request for Monthly Votes)

How did you get back so fast?!

Upon hearing the door open, Na Zha suddenly became flustered.

She'd just finished preparing a few things and had barely soaked in the bath~ Bai Liang was already back from dinner?

That doesn't make sense! The bathwater's still hot.

Clearly, she'd forgotten that when she bought the bathtub, she'd specifically chosen a temperature-regulating model.

Bathing is truly enjoyable, and when you're enjoying yourself, time naturally flies by.

In fact, more than two hours had passed since Bai Liang left for dinner.

Na Zha immediately felt anxious inside; this anxiety made her abdomen feel warm.

"No way? It's not supposed to come until tomorrow."

She hesitantly reached down and pressed firmly on her lower abdomen—and naturally, a warm stream flowed~

Before she could groan inwardly, she suddenly sensed something was off.

Why isn't the water red?

A few seconds later, she finally realized: it wasn't her period coming early—it was that she'd drunk too much water before bathing.

In short: she accidentally urinated in the bathtub.

At this moment, she was both furious and amused—she'd soaked herself into a daze.

But there wasn't enough time to deal with the bathwater now; she grabbed a towel, wrapped herself in it, then pushed open the bathroom door and peeked outside.

She crept around like she wasn't even in her own home.

Because she'd soaked for so long, her cheeks were flushed red, and combined with her naturally pale skin, the exposed shoulders, neck, and face looked exactly like a peeled, boiled egg dipped in red dye.

A girl in this state is truly adorable!

"You really are back?!"

Bai Liang, who had been looking for water in the living room, turned to Na Zha and instinctively froze for a moment.

She smells so good~

"Uh, is there a problem with me coming back now? Did you hide someone in the house?"

"What are you talking about?! I was just about to put on makeup, and you came back so early!"

"I arrived late to tonight's drinking session, and no one drank much—we finished eating and broke up early, sigh~ You're done bathing? Perfect, let me soak too."

Bai Liang felt he still had some alcohol scent on him; a bath would be just right.

But Na Zha panicked: "No way!"

"What's the matter? Afraid I'll steal your bathwater? I'm not A Du."

"A Du? The singer? He has this habit too?"

"No, the basketball player. What secrets are you hiding in there?"

Bai Liang tilted his head to glance into the bathroom—no one was hiding. Why was Na Zha so nervous?

Hehe~ Bai Liang loved this kind of amusement the most.

With a standard basketball fake-drive maneuver, he effortlessly sidestepped Na Zha and stepped into the bathroom.

But he was disappointed to find nothing special—just that tub of rose petals seemed a bit odd.

He hadn't done anything, hadn't even thought of drinking her bathwater, yet suddenly felt something soft against his back.

When he turned around and pulled her close again, lowering his head slightly, an eager, fiery warmth pressed against him instantly.

The girl, fresh from her bath, was warm all over, fragrant, and her face was exceptionally smooth.

This smoothness wasn't like the polished, refined texture of makeup—it was utterly irresistible.

It felt like that of a newborn baby.

"Mmm… my head feels a bit dizzy. Maybe I'm drunk."

Na Zha pressed her face against his chest, breathing through her open mouth while murmuring: "You're not drunk from the wine—you're drunk because of me~"

Bai Liang reached down and cupped her buttocks, lifting her up slightly—and Na Zha instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist.

But this motion, which they'd done many times before, now felt strangely off to her.

Ah, cool~

Fortunately, it didn't matter—Bai Liang's hands were warm enough to perfectly cover it.

Tonight's events were completely unlike what Na Zha had planned or imagined; Bai Liang himself, though smelling of alcohol, wasn't drunk—but that faint scent of wine was enough to make Na Zha "drunk."

Add to that the fact that she'd soaked thoroughly, and this red little boiled egg of hers remained flushed for a long, long time.

The night grew deeper.

"Pop~"

He opened a bottle of red wine from 1992, produced in Xinjiang.

"Huh? Shouldn't red wine be decanted?"

After drinking a few more sips, Bai Liang noticed the blind spot.

A decanter is a specialized vessel for drinking newly fermented wine, typically made of glass or crystal, designed to clearly display the wine's color and condition.

Its main function is to allow the red wine to fully contact air, releasing its aroma and separating sediment.

Unfortunately, Bai Liang didn't have one on hand.

But he had one in his car—he could go get it.

Still, un-decanted red wine has its own unique charm, and he enjoyed how each sip offered a different flavor.

Fine wine is like a beauty—equally rich and enduring.

But there was one small problem: looking up through the window, Bai Liang saw a light on in one floor of the building across the way.

The familiar curtain style instantly told him who lived there.

——

"Sister Yanzi, morning~"

"Morning. Hm? Why aren't you going in?"

Yanzi looked at Nazha's little assistant with some curiosity. The other girl was currently standing at the door holding some things, looking all hesitant and indecisive.

The two of them both had keys to Nazha's place, so sometimes when they came over they didn't need to knock at all.

Just in case the person inside was still sleeping, it saved them from disturbing her.

But the little assistant at this moment seemed a bit troubled, and without saying a word, just held Yanzi back and wouldn't let her take out her key to open the door and go in.

"What's up? Changed the lock?"

"Not today, that lock—let's just not open it." The little assistant said haltingly.

Yanzi suddenly froze. "Those two haven't finished yet?"

Not having finished was unlikely—those two inside weren't some kind of superhumans.

But having just started was very possible!

After all, it was already morning by now. As everyone knows, a boy in good health can be very... active in the morning.

And whether Bai Liang's health was good or not, they both knew perfectly well. After all, a boy who kept up with regular exercise—that body was definitely in tip-top shape!

"Anyway... anyway there are sounds, but I'm also a little worried about Sister Nazha. Her voice has gone hoarse." The little assistant said, a bit embarrassed and also a bit worried.

She felt that wasn't it just a little too much for Brother Dou Xiao Bai? Get up and go at it!

Nazha also didn't know how to hold back, indulging him like this? There's still work in the afternoon!

Yanzi: Alright, alright, eavesdropping without inviting me, is that it?

But at this moment there was still someone else beside her, so she was too embarrassed to press her ear against the door to listen.

The two of them seemed to just stand there awkwardly, neither going to open the door, but likewise neither leaving.

"Hey~ seems like the sounds stopped. Should we go in?"

"Let's wait a little longer... what if they didn't leave the bedroom door open, but are in the living room instead? If we just walked in like that, would Sister Nazha still be able to live with herself?"

Yanzi felt that made sense. As expected of an assistant, so thoughtful.

But just at that moment, the door suddenly opened.

Bai Liang, bare-chested, was putting on his shoes while holding a T-shirt and trying to pull it over his head.

The result was, seeing the two girls outside, he froze. "Hm? Why are you two at the door?"

"Of course it's because we have something going on, Brother Dou Xiao Bai."

The two girls simultaneously took a step back. Good lord, the kiss marks on his shoulders and chest were a little too obvious~ there were even scratch marks.

"Then you two take care of Nazha, I'm going out to buy her breakfast."

The little assistant: "No need, I brought some."

"Then I'll go out and buy a bouquet."

Yanzi: "Brother Dou Xiao Bai, I brought this one." Bai Liang:.

You two came pretty well prepared, huh!

But because the breakfast the little assistant brought wasn't enough for four people, Bai Liang still decided to go out and grab something extra.

Now the two girls could finally go inside.

Mm... the smell was a bit strong, so they hurried to open the windows and air it out.

The house was also rather messy, so it needed tidying up.

"You guys came~"

"Hm? Miss, why are you in this room?"

The little assistant had peeked into the master bedroom and didn't find Nazha, but found her in the second bedroom instead.

Nazha at this moment was like a big caterpillar, wrapped up in the blanket with only her head poking out, her face flushed red—she actually looked quite cute.

"Couldn't sleep over there either... ugh, I'm counting on you."

After saying that, Nazha simply pulled her head back into the blanket too. She wasn't afraid of suffocating.

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But compared to suffocating, at this moment she actually felt a bit socially dead.

Fortunately, the little assistant's relationship with her was close enough—she'd even helped wash her underwear before—so it didn't really matter if she knew some things.

The other girl this time ran into the bedroom to take a careful look... good lord, was she drawing a map?

Exactly how many different things had stained that bedsheet, she didn't dare say, and she didn't dare ask either.

"Miss, why not just throw it away? That bedsheet probably can't be used anymore, I'm afraid it won't wash clean."

"Don't throw it away, don't throw it away! Keep it!"

The little assistant patted her own head. So she wanted to keep it as a memento, huh~ got it!

"But still give it a little wash, otherwise the smell is a bit much."

"Mm-hmm, do as you see fit."

The little assistant took charge of the most troublesome spot in the master bedroom, while Yanzi helped tidy up the rest of the house a bit.

With the two of them helping, the place actually quickly looked brand new.

After all, it was mainly just messy. If you had to say how dirty it really was... it was just that bedsheet that was really too filthy.

The little assistant couldn't help grumbling in her heart: her Sister Nazha really had a slender body with a tremendous amount of energy!

By the time Bai Liang came back, the two girls had already started plating the breakfast.

"Brother Dou Xiao Bai, do you want some more?"

"No need, give me some, I'll take it in for her to eat."

"Oh oh, okay!"

While agreeing verbally, the two couldn't help but exchange a glance—was this a case of not being able to get out of bed?

Little Assistant: She retracts her earlier assessment of "massive energy."

Suddenly she felt it might be that Brother Dou Xiao Bai was unilaterally more... vigorous.

That Na Zha couldn't even get out of bed, so the afternoon's scheduled appearance was naturally a load of nonsense.

Could only communicate with the company first, take some leave~

Cai Yi was quite understanding this time, waving her hand grandly and approving two days off for Na Zha, saying she'd handle rescheduling the appearances.

Of course she didn't know the extent of Na Zha's "injuries," still thinking she was feeling down because of the situation online.

Last night, the battles online and offline happened simultaneously.

Offline, Na Zha was exhausted in body and mind; online, she wasn't doing much better either.

Thanks to Tang Ren having some real foundation, otherwise they really would've been strung up and beaten by Dilireba's fans!

There was indeed a gap in level between the two sides, but the goal was achieved—after all, Tang Ren's side was acting like a mad dog, with the attitude of "even if we lose, we'll take you down with us."

Forcing Jiaxing to give up the idea of beating a drowning dog, and start discussing how to wrap this matter up.

Going all-out from the start was also hoping this thing would end quickly.

Fan circle infighting drags on too long, it really kills the goodwill of passersby.

Just show off some fighting power, let people know you're tough—that's enough.

Kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

Who expected that although Na Zha's side was indeed a notch behind, their tenacity was still considerable, and Cai Yi was acting like she'd lost her mind, still wanting to expand the scope of the matter.

By noon today, multiple marketing accounts had already started digging up old dirt, spreading the fire to Yang Mi.

After all, compared to Dilireba, Yang Mi had all sorts of messy "dirt" in abundance—directly tying the two together and beating them as one!

Anyway, Na Zha couldn't even beat Dilireba, so fighting one means losing—might as well get beaten by both at the same time.

Preparing to hold a press conference for a direct magical showdown!

Cai Yi: I'll flip your entire Jiaxing!

Just the right chance to vent all the "pent-up frustration" from this recent period.

Watching this old woman seem to want to recreate that "Bitten by a Dog" incident from back then, Jiaxing had no choice—f*cking lunatic.

Old fogies are old fogies, can't keep up with the times anymore—how many companies still have their bosses personally jump into online fights these days?

In the circle, there are only those few weirdos who enjoy being clowns on the internet all day, fishing for attention.

Like that Yu Zheng who worked with Yang Mi before—he really liked personally jumping in to stir things up, and look how stinky his reputation got.

Once you personally jump in, whether you're right or wrong, you're gonna get covered in sh*t.

Two days passed in a flash, and the intensity of the online fights gradually decreased.

After all, with reduced resources and output, two female artists inexplicably starting a fight couldn't compare to the nationwide discussion about Wang Baoqiang's situation—there's always new entertainment every now and then.

Everyone was concerned about whether that manager could actually be sent in, especially after Wang Baoqiang's borrowing money to pay taxes thing came out.

The scales officially tipped.

And Na Zha's side had lost, but Cai Yi's mood was still not bad—acting like a mad dog once in a while felt pretty satisfying, forcing the other side to "bow their head" to her.

But she was soon unhappy again, because Na Zha wanted to take two more days off.

What the hell? How dare she?

This time she really couldn't hold back—no matter how the other side acted cute and coquettish, or even started playing rogue at the end, nothing worked.

She personally went to Na Zha's house, pressed her head and shoved her out the door, telling her to get to work immediately.

When this Miss left home, she looked utterly pitiful.

Even Cai Yi felt a bit reluctant watching her—it felt like sending your own child to kindergarten.

The sense of déjà vu was too strong!

But Na Zha wasn't some little baby either—crying was useless! Crying counts as time too!

Especially after Cai Yi discovered that pile of men's products at her place, her inner conviction only strengthened.

Get to work right now, otherwise how are you going to beat Dilireba in the future?

Relying on that "Wolf Warrior 2"? What good is that thing.

Military action films—even if this genre sells a billion, how much boost does it give to a female actress?

Maybe twenty billion would be a bit better, but even estimating with her butt, she didn't think this thing could hit two billion at the box office.

Anyway, summing it up, Cai Yi didn't take it seriously at all.

Hey, that line actually worked—Na Zha fell for this trick.

Using Dilireba to provoke her was effective!

"You brat, if you don't come report to the set soon, I'll go drag you out of your house!"

Little Sister Zhao on the other end of the phone was nearly as furious as Cai Yi—who could blame her, after Bai Liang had a few drinks that day and then just "vanished" on the spot.

If Sister Yanzi hadn't specifically called the set to request leave, she would've thought Bai Liang was up to some shady stunt again and had "died" out there somewhere.

And Han Han was also a "useless" man—f*ck, he was actually quite shy.

Zhao Liying, working with Han Han for the first time, really hadn't seen a director with so little temper.

No choice—she, the female lead, had to overstep her role and help drag this Bai Liang guy to the set.

"Huh?"

"What 'huh'? We've started filming!"

Bai Liang scratched his head, feeling like he'd been in a daze lately.

He accidentally forgot about the start of production for "Duckweed."

There was no help for it; after all, she was the one who was both beautiful and gentle, and who could tolerate others.

It was indeed deeply captivating.

Fortunately, it was just as well—Zha had just been taken away by Cai Yi, and Xiao Zhao's call came at the perfect moment.

(End of Chapter)