Sharing Dreams with My Bestie's Cousin

In the VIP seats, Wen Zhi in her red turtleneck bodycon dress was particularly dazzling. Because she was so eye-catching, the camera favored her continuously. Every time she laughed, the camera would immediately turn to her, leading to numerous appearances on screen, often alongside Shang Hexing.

The audience in front of the TV couldn’t help but exclaim how pleasing they were to the eye.

After the Spring Festival Gala, Wen Zhi and Shang Hexing even briefly trended on social media.

The trending topic was very striking—

#TheRedPomegranateFlowerInTheAudience#

Upon opening the topic, there were all sorts of compliments.

"There’s actually a red pomegranate flower blooming in the audience. Every time the camera turned toward her, I was stunned!"

"Is this an audience member? Are you sure she isn’t a celebrity?"

"Guys, look closely, this red pomegranate flower is taken. The gentleman next to her is so handsome! And every time he turned to look at her, his eyes were so tender."

"Sister, debut already, I’ll break the bank to support you!"

"Listen up, this lady seems to be a graduate of the Northern Film Academy. She was my senior. After graduating, she didn’t enter the industry but started her own business, and her company is in Haishi. The man next to her is her fiancé, apparently a big deal."

"Whoa, a power couple in real life, personified destiny right here."

"Does anyone have the sister’s Weibo? Please lead the way, I want to be her first fan."

Wen Zhi found out the next day that her few audience shots at the Spring Festival Gala had trended.

However, the trend was not up for long before it was taken down—who did this was obvious without saying.

Upon waking up, Wen Zhi looked at her phone showing 99+ messages and was immediately astonished. She couldn’t help but wonder, are all netizens Sherlock Holmes now? They actually found her Weibo!

Indeed, the netizens were impressive, managing to find Wen Zhi’s Weibo through a few Weibo posts from former Northern Film Academy teachers and followers.

However, Wen Zhi wasn’t very active on Weibo, having posted only a handful of everyday observations and some reshared content over many years.

Before last night, she had only a few dozen followers.

After last night, her Weibo followers increased by nearly a few tens of thousands.

"What are you looking at?"

Shang Hexing came out of the wardrobe, changed and holding a jacket. He raised his eyes and saw Wen Zhi sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding her phone and grinning foolishly.

Wen Zhi lifted her phone to show Shang Hexing, "I’ve gained a lot of followers."

Shang Hexing put the jacket on the couch at the foot of the bed and took over the phone.

Whatever comment he read, Shang Hexing tugged at his lips, looking displeased.

Wen Zhi, puzzled, quickly asked him, "What’s up? You’re frowning again."

Shang Hexing read from the screen, "When I was a kid, my clothes were always getting torn, so my mom signed me up for a tailoring class. The teacher asked who always had torn clothes, and I was the first one to stand up and say, ’My wife! My wife!’"

By the end of it, Shang Hexing was clearly grinding his teeth.

Wen Zhi burst out laughing so hard she almost cried.

She didn’t know which darling had made that comment, but it was hilarious, especially the way Shang Hexing had read it out. She was dying of laughter!

Yet, the comment Shang Hexing had read was just the tip of the iceberg of all the amusing comments.

Then, Shang Hexing scrolled down and read another, "Does my wife like athletes? I have gym class twice a week, does she like that? Say something?"

After reading, Shang Hexing looked at Wen Zhi.

Your silent expression seemed to ask, "Do you like athletes?"

Seeing Shang Hexing’s expression, Wen Zhi laughed so hard she buried her head in the quilt, only her limbs visible and shaking.

The comment was obviously meant to be read in a domineering CEO’s tone, which matched perfectly with Shang Hexing’s voice, making Wen Zhi laugh herself silly.

"Don’t be in a hurry to laugh, there’s more."

Shang Hexing seemed to have gotten interested too. He wanted to see just how bold and exaggerated these netizens’ comments could get.

While scrolling down, Shang Hexing’s eyebrows slightly lifted.

Seeing this expression from the gap beneath the blanket, Wen Zhi had a feeling something bad was about to happen.

She stifled her laughter and got up to grab her phone, but Shang Hexing dodged and kept the phone from her, continuing to read the next part aloud, "Do you like mixed-race? My dad and mom are not the same gender."

"Pfft..."

Wen Zhi almost burst into laughter.

Shang Hexing’s eyes were cold as ice, "These people dare to think anything."

"It’s not that they dare to think, across the internet everyone becomes an ’e-person,’ they just express their affection for me in this exaggerated manner." This was the most reasonable explanation Wen Zhi could think of.

Shang Hexing handed back the phone to Wen Zhi, "Completely shameless."

Wen Zhi, taking hold of the phone, said, "Actually, most of them are girls."

Shang Hexing, "Girls or not, it doesn’t matter."

Wen Zhi snorted through her nose, the jealous Mr. Shang, he was always like this, jealous of anyone.

"Today I have two meetings and three receptions, I might come back very late, you should sleep early," Shang Hexing picked up his jacket and turned around to leave.

Wen Zhi responded to him, "Got it."

When Shang Hexing reached the door, he stopped, turned around, "Stay off the internet."

Wen Zhi had almost stopped laughing, but hearing Shang Hexing’s words, she couldn’t help but laugh again, "Are you afraid someone will abduct me?"

She laughed so freely, her face lively and bright, Shang Hexing’s gaze darkened, he turned back, and tossed his coat on the bed.

Wen Zhi was startled, watching him.

By then, Shang Hexing had already returned to the bedside, he kneeled on one knee on the bed and pressed Wen Zhi into the pillow, kissing her.

Wen Zhi hadn’t expected this dominating move.

After the kiss, Wen Zhi finally said, "I haven’t even brushed my teeth yet."

Shang Hexing stroked her hair bun with his fingertips, "When have I ever minded."

"Next time, no kissing me before I rinse my mouth," she said.

"Kiss somewhere else?" He raised his eyebrows, his eyes teasing.

Wen Zhi’s cheeks heated up, "Be serious."

"It’s you who isn’t serious," he replied, then dipped his head and pecked the corner of Wen Zhi’s lips.

Wen Zhi pushed him away, "How am I not serious? It was you who started it."

"I didn’t say anything, but I’m very willing to carry it out, here, or here..." As he spoke, his hands started to wander.

Wen Zhi felt her whole body heat up, she quickly stopped him, "You still have to go to work!" 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"You just reminded me," Shang Hexing stopped his hands, immediately looking prim and proper again.

However, Shang Hexing didn’t get up, he hooked Wen Zhi’s neck and kissed her again, "Fifteen days more, it’s our wedding."

Wen Zhi kissed back his jawline, "The bride isn’t running away, why the solemn tone?"

Shang Hexing looked down, "I have waited a long time."

Wen Zhi grinned, "Congratulations Mr. Shang, you have waited long enough."

"Congratulations to us, my dear Miss Wen," his eyes filled with tenderness.

At this moment, this tender ’my dear Miss Wen’ sounded more charming than any nickname.

She promptly suggested, "How about you call me Miss Wen after the wedding?"

"Do you mean in public or in private?" he asked.

Wen Zhi tilted her head, thinking for a moment, "Both sound good, I think the title is quite lovely."