30, when the waves start, there are no limits

Back at Tinglan Garden, just as she walked in, she heard footsteps behind her.

Sheng Congzhi had changed into slippers before turning around to look at him, "Didn't I tell you not to come home?"

Fu Yan leaned lazily against the entryway cabinet, his clearly defined fingers playing with the car keys, "If I don't come back, how can I just let you deal with everything?"

Sheng Congzhi chuckled, "Since you lost, you should have escorted Miss Xia home."

Fu Yan lifted his eyelids to look at her, "Jealous?"

Sheng Congzhi turned and walked away.

But her wrist was caught, pulled back and pressed down, and she was pinned against the entryway cabinet.

Bowing his head, his warm breath pressed against her delicate neck.

Sheng Congzhi's body stiffened, "Fu Yan..."

"Call me Ah Yan," Fu Yan interrupted.

She hadn't thought much of it until he said his name, which instantly made Sheng Congzhi think of Xia Zhixi in the archery range, calling him "Ah Yan" over and over...

"Didn't Miss Xia call you that enough?"

She blurted out.

Fu Yan's movements halted, then he lifted his head, his eyes deep as he looked at her.

Sheng Congzhi felt a tingling on her scalp.

She had made a mistake!

Wasn't this the same as admitting she was really jealous?

Who knew the next second.

"I still prefer to hear you call it," Fu Yan said, his lips curving into a smirk, his smile wicked, "Zhizhi sounds... even nicer."

Sheng Congzhi's mouth twitched fiercely.

Although she didn't want to.

But she inevitably thought of something else...

Taking in a deep breath, she spoke seriously, "It's getting late, I have to go to another place for filming tomorrow..."

"I know," Fu Yan's fingers moved down, pinching her slender waist and bringing her against him, "We won't see each other for several months, so tonight we must properly cultivate our marital relationship..."

From beginning to end.

Sheng Congzhi had been overpowered by him...

Until in the end, she was completely limp in his embrace.

Fu Yan carried her to the sofa in the living room.

The crystal lamp's light was too glaring, Sheng Congzhi raised her hand to shield her eyes, feeling groggy all over.

Until the sound of footsteps approached, followed by the rich aroma wafting over.

"Get up and eat something."

Opening her eyes, there was a bowl of soup on the coffee table, still steaming.

"I don't want it," she said with disgust, turning her face away.

Possibly because he was just satisfied, Fu Yan was very patient, "Drink the soup, then sleep."

Sheng Congzhi didn't speak.

Fu Yan continued, "This chicken soup was specially made for you by Aunt Liu, it took several hours, don't waste her kindness."

Sheng Congzhi still didn't respond.

"Seems like you're exhausted." Fu Yan picked up the chicken soup, "I'll feed you..."

Sure enough, Sheng Congzhi immediately opened her eyes and sat up, "I can drink by myself."

Fu Yan had already taken off his glasses, his slender phoenix eyes held a teasing smile, "Good girl."

It had been half a year since their marriage, and the servants indeed treated her well, efficient in their work, not talkative, and most importantly, they were excellent cooks, making food that suited her palate.

She had only sipped a few mouthfuls of the soup when the man brought over two side dishes, "These are your favorites."

Sheng Congzhi paused to think.

How did he know she liked these two side dishes?

Oh.

It must have been the servants who told him.

Sheng Congzhi didn't speak again, focusing on the meal.

As for Fu Yan, he too sat quietly, not speaking, just watching her.

Finally, Sheng Congzhi couldn't help but look up, "Don't you have anything else to do?"

"I do," Fu Yan's smile was unrestrained, "waiting to do it with you."

"Cough cough cough..."

Sheng Congzhi choked immediately.

She knew this guy would go overboard the moment he got flirty!

The man laughed as he got up and pulled out a tissue to hand over.

Sheng Congzhi subconsciously reached out to take it.

Who knew that the hand would pass by hers and then… directly, directly wipe her lips.

"Is our Zhizhi a little baby? Choked by just drinking soup?" Fu Yan's voice was low, the tone, coupled with such an action, inexplicably oozed a sense of indulgence.

Sheng Congzhi needed immense control just to suppress the wild fantasies in her heart…

**

The next day, Sheng Congzhi flew to Heng City to join the film crew.

"Palace" was right in her comfort zone.

Because in the years since she entered the industry, she had almost exclusively filmed costume dramas. Even now, at the end of July in Heng City's forty-degree heat, she could quickly adapt and throw herself into the tense filming…

"Cut!"

Director Chen, holding the microphone, shouted, "Very good, this take is passed. Everyone has worked hard. That's it for today, we'll regroup at six in the morning."

Chang Wan hurried over, using a small fan to blow cool air on her while asking, "Sister Zhi, are you exhausted?"

"I'm okay."

Chang Wan admired her.

Director Chen used to make movies and was famously a workaholic in the industry. Seeing is believing, today Sister Zhi arrived in Hengdian at noon and came straight to shoot until midnight, not to mention that we have to regroup at six tomorrow morning…

Being an actress really wasn't easy!

…

The hotel arranged by the crew was nearby the film and television city.

As they arrived at the entrance, they had just gotten out of the car when they heard a noisy chirping sound ahead.

Chang Wan was speechless, "Talk about a narrow escape."

Sheng Congzhi glanced over.

It was Ye Jiaorui.

And apart from her agent and assistant, Sheng Wanrou was also there.

Chang Wan commented again, "Oh my, who else would bring their own mother along for filming? It's so late and they're not resting, such a pity for the hearts of parents everywhere."

As they spoke, Sheng Wanrou looked over.

Seeing Sheng Congzhi, her expression filled with disgust, she quickly averted her eyes and continued to instruct, "Be gentle, these are all Jiaojiao's personal belongings, don't damage them, they're very expensive…"

"Let's go," Sheng Congzhi said.

The two circled around that group of people and entered the hotel.

Agent Yu Zhou was expecting at an older age and was staying home for the confinement, only able to keep in contact via phone.

So this time, only Chang Wan was with her.

The company arranged a suite, with Sheng Congzhi staying inside and Chang Wan in the outer room.

"Sister Zhi, the bath is ready, you should quickly soak and then rest."

"Okay…"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Chang Wan went to open it, "Mrs. Ye?"

"Where's Sheng Congzhi?"

"Sister Zhi is about to rest…"

"Call her out here for me!" Sheng Wanrou's tone was aggressive.

"Mrs. Ye, it's too late right now…"

Sheng Congzhi had no choice but to come out of the bathroom, "What is it?"

Her hair was loose, her make-up removed, her face still stunning, and under the light, her skin was as white as moonstone.

Sheng Wanrou felt anger surge upon seeing her face.

Too beautiful!

Too dazzling!

Her eyes hurt just from looking!

She had picked her out based on a fortune teller's advice using her birthdate and time, but as soon as she saw her looks, she regretted it. How could she compare to her demure and lovely Jiaojiao? Not at all fitting the Ye Family's virtuous temperament!

"I've asked the director, and you have a scene with Jiaojiao tomorrow. Don't take the chance to bully Jiaojiao, you hear me? If she suffers any grievances, I will not let you off easy!"

Sheng Congzhi laughed, "If she can't handle grievances, she can walk away with you now."

"What do you mean by that?" Sheng Wanrou fumed, "Don't blame me for not warning you. Before, it was because Jiaojiao hadn't come back, so I couldn't be bothered with you, but now Jiaojiao is back. She is my biological daughter, and you are nothing! Dare to bully Jiaojiao, and you'll face the consequences!"

After her harsh words, she left, slamming the door with a bang that seemed to reach the heavens.

"This Mrs. Ye is too much, isn't she?" Chang Wan was frightened, "What kind of behavior is this? Speaking of her 'biological daughter', it's utterly nonsensical…"

"She's not wrong," Sheng Congzhi said calmly, "I am indeed just an adopted daughter of the Ye Family."

Chang Wan was shocked again, "What?"

Sheng Congzhi turned around, "Good night."