Chapter 492

At that moment, Zhao Qiping looked at the chat history on his phone and burst out laughing.

"Wei is at it again, sucking up to Andy. Look at this…"

Qu Xiaoxiao stared at the screen, her face full of confusion.

"Blowing sheng and drumming huang?"

"Your cold must be acting up again, huh? You're already sick and still working so hard—take the day off tomorrow!"

Qu Xiaoxiao wasn't the least bit interested in the topic Zhao Qiping was discussing.

Because she herself had no culture.

She didn't like discussing anything culture-related with people.

To avoid showing her ignorance.

Changing the subject was the best way.

Zhao Qiping sneered: "When a sick person gets sick, they find a doctor. When a doctor gets sick, they just have to tough it out, right?"

"Look, this line comes from the Book of Songs."

"Taken at face value, it means Wei went to Andy's place again, and Andy hosted him warmly."

"But in order to win a beauty's smile, Wei didn't spare any effort sucking up to Andy."

"So here it uses 'blowing sheng and drumming huang' instead of the earlier line: 'I have honored guests, drumming se and blowing sheng.'"

"Its meaning is to mock Wei for his silver tongue."

Learning that Qu Xiaoxiao had zero interest in the topic.

And couldn't understand it at all.

Zhao Qiping couldn't help feeling deflated.

"When you hit a wonderful passage, you always hope there's someone to discuss it with."

"Or even just a look, a knowing smile. But you're not that kind of person—a forced melon isn't sweet."

Qu Xiaoxiao shot back: "But when you're feeling down, don't you also like to cut loose?"

"Aren't you pretty happy when you're with me?"

………

The two went at it, bickering wildly.

Ever since getting together with Su Chen.

Wang Ziwen's acting had shot straight up.

Or rather, the personality and state of the character Qu Xiaoxiao.

Fit her current situation too well.

When an actor's compatibility with a character is too high.

That's performing as oneself—it comes completely effortlessly.

After finishing this scene.

Wang Ziwen and Su Chen sat together, their expressions very solemn.

"Do you think the two of us will end up like Zhao Qiping and Qu Xiaoxiao, arguing and bickering all day long?"

"I like you too much. I don't want any scene like that to happen between us."

"Otherwise I'd completely fall apart!"

The most beautiful things always exist only in people's imagination.

For instance, a man admires a goddess.

Imagining her as heavenly as a celestial being.

Only to discover after getting together.

That the goddess also grinds her teeth, snores, and picks her feet.

Or a woman likes a male idol.

Wanting to save all her tenderness for him.

Only to find after getting together that she simply can't keep her temper in check.

Looking for any excuse to argue with him.

And so.

All the beautiful fantasies shatter!

Su Chen comforted her: "You're overthinking this. What's the reason couples or spouses argue so often?"

"It's being together too long, getting sick of each other, sparking all kinds of conflicts."

"Do you really think you'd be with me every single day?"

"See each other once this month, once next month."

"Maybe even skip a few months between visits."

"Few meetings and long partings—every reunion will be an emotional explosion, no way to argue."

"Those long-distance couples, like students studying elsewhere or soldiers on duty. They barely get to see each other—what do you think they do?"

"Yell at each other? Of course not. They go all-out in a hotel room!"

Hearing this, Wang Ziwen asked playfully.

"What do you mean by 'going all-out'? Could you explain that in detail?"

Su Chen was completely stunned.

"Pervert!"

Wang Ziwen played innocent.

"How am I a hooligan? Those are your words; I didn't understand. Who exactly is the hooligan?"

"Besides, we agreed earlier that I'd come find you tonight."

"You've been busy every night lately; are you standing me up?"

Su Chen said solemnly, "Come find me tonight... is there something you need?"

"What is it? Tell me clearly now."

Wang Ziwen lightly kicked him.

"The thing I want to discuss with you can't be explained with words."

Su Chen frowned.

"Can't explain with words, so you want to use your feet?"

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Wang Ziwen chuckled.

"That depends on whether you have that hobby."

"Anyway, I think my feet are perfect. See if you're a foot fetishist, or if you like black stockings or whatever, that's fine too."

No man dislikes black stockings.

However, Su Chen thought.

Yang Mi's black stockings were almost the ceiling of female stars in the entertainment industry.

When a person possesses the ceiling.

Then they lose interest in everything else.

Just like a person who loves playing with cars.

When he owns a Bugatti.

Whether he has a Ferrari becomes unimportant.

Therefore, whether Wang Ziwen wears black stockings or not.

Su Chen felt it didn't matter.

He bluffed, "Compared to black stockings, I have other even more perverted hobbies."

Wang Ziwen's face darkened, and she shivered all over.

"Can you tell me clearly first? I'll see if it's within my acceptable range."

In matters like this, many people play very wildly.

Wang Ziwen thought she was relatively open-minded.

But if Su Chen played too pervertedly.

She would have to weigh it carefully.