Chapter 6: Are you unwilling to be with the Yanci because

Wen Ruan was talking about the script with Fu Jingbai in high spirits, and the two of them seemed to have endless things to say when it came to the script.

Wen Ruan always had the feeling that someone was staring at her. Her back felt numb, and the pressure was enormous.

Wen Ruan really couldn't stand it anymore, so she turned her head.

She saw someone she never expected to see.

He Yanci's tall figure was leaning against the back of the sofa in the hotel's reception lounge. He lowered his head, and his slender fingers were idly swiping on his phone.

He Yanci seemed to sense Wen Ruan's gaze and looked up, meeting her eyes.

He wore a pair of glasses with silver rims on his tall nose, looking noble and lazy.

This scene coincided with the one when they met that night.

He was still wearing a dark-colored shirt, without a tie, and two buttons at the collar were undone. There was a touch of relaxation in his formality, and his long legs were particularly eye-catching.

He was so alluring and captivating.

Wen Ruan's heart suddenly tightened, and her breath caught.

Fu Jingbai on the other end of the phone called Wen Ruan twice before she came back to her senses. "Mr. Fu, I have something here. Let's stop the conversation for now."

Wen Ruan hung up the phone, her bright eyes fixed on He Yanci. She blinked, then blinked again.

"Don't you recognize me?" He Yanci put away his phone, stood up straight, and walked towards her with a faint smile on his thin lips.

"How could I not? Mr. He is on a business trip here?" Ha, what a coincidence. It's too coincidental. They could meet like this.

He Yanci nodded slightly. "I remember someone said they were just going to take a stroll in the capital city. How did they end up in Jicheng? Or has Jicheng been incorporated into the capital city now?"

"......" Just as Wen Ruan was struggling to explain, the porter came over and said, "Miss Wen, your check-in procedures are completed. I'll take your luggage back to your room first."

"Thank you. Let's go upstairs together." Wen Ruan took out a stack of banknotes from her wallet and gave them to the porter. Then she smiled gently at He Yanci and said politely, "Mr. He, I'll go upstairs first."

He Yanci nodded slightly with his chin, indicating that she could do as she pleased.

As soon as Wen Ruan arrived on the floor, the dedicated elevator for the suite opposite opened.

He Yanci came out of it.

The two of them met at the elevator entrance.

Wen Ruan's clear eyes were slightly stunned.

He Yanci clearly didn't expect Wen Ruan to be on the same floor as him either. Then he thought it wasn't that strange.

There weren't many suites in the hotel, so the probability of being on the same floor was quite high.

Several suites on the lower floors had been booked by them in advance, so the probability was even higher.

Neither of them said a word.

The person in charge of the exclusive floor hurried over to apologize to He Yanci, "Mr. He, I'm really sorry. The receptionist at the front desk is a newbie and made a mistake with the floor assignment."

He Yanci himself hadn't said that the other suite on the same floor couldn't be occupied by guests. His assistant had specifically mentioned that their boss liked to be quiet and didn't want any unnecessary disturbances.

People in the hotel service industry are all very shrewd and immediately understood the situation.

The person in charge was extremely nervous and didn't expect the front desk to make such a low error.

At the same time, he was also afraid of offending Wen Ruan, as those who could stay in the presidential suite were either wealthy or of high status.

He quickly apologized to Wen Ruan, "Miss Wen, due to the hotel's negligence, it has caused you unnecessary trouble. Please rest assured that during your stay in our hotel, all your consumption will be given a 20% discount, and we will also present you with a VIP card. Is that okay?"

Wen Ruan agreed with what the person in charge said. She had to change the room. She definitely didn't want He Yanci to think she was a stalker. First, she was in Jicheng, then at the same hotel, and now on the same floor. It would be difficult to explain that it wasn't on purpose. She was afraid that even if she jumped into the Huangpu River, she couldn't clear her name. She didn't need the discount. Changing the room was the key point!

Before Wen Ruan could say her words of agreement, He Yanci's voice sounded calmly, "There's no need to make a fuss at this late hour. Miss Wen and I are old acquaintances."

Since they knew each other, that was great. For them, it was the best if the guests didn't pursue the matter.

The hotel manager quickly ordered the staff to open the door and gave a warm reminder, "Miss Wen, the heating has just been turned on. You need to wait for a while."

"It doesn't matter." Wen Ruan took the other room card.

A chill greeted her as she entered the room. For a normal person, the temperature wasn't cold. But Wen Ruan was afraid of the cold, so it was quite uncomfortable for her.

Wen Ruan frowned slightly. Before she could step into the room, He Yanci behind her said, "It will take a while for the heating to warm up. Come to my room and warm up first." He Yanci added, "I have something to talk to you about."

Before Wen Ruan could say the words to refuse, she heard the second half of He Yanci's sentence. Something to talk about? Was it the thing she was thinking about?

Wen Ruan followed He Yanci into his suite one after the other.

He Yanci's suite had been pre-warmed in advance, and a wave of warmth surrounded her as she entered.

He Yanci handed a pair of brand-new disposable cotton slippers to her. At a glance, he saw that a section of Wen Ruan's calf was frozen and had changed color. Her originally fair skin was now purple and blue.

Looking up, her small face and little nose were all red from the cold.

"You're afraid of the cold but still dressed so thinly?" She wasn't even wearing a pair of socks.

"It's okay." Wen Ruan changed out of her high heels. She was already wearing a knitted cardigan, so it wasn't considered thin. Before she came to Jicheng, she specifically checked the weather forecast, and it seemed quite warm. Who knew the weather could change so suddenly.

"Are you allergic to wool?" He Yanci's cold voice came from the inner room.

"What?" She didn't hear clearly, and He Yanci didn't repeat it.

Wen Ruan obediently sat down on the sofa in the living room.

After a while, He Yanci came out of the bedroom, holding a thin dark-striped blanket in his hand. He handed it to her and said, "The woolen blankets in the hotel basically have a layer of floating wool on the surface. This one is mine. The texture of the wool has been treated, so there won't be any problems."

Wen Ruan took the thin blanket. She was familiar with this brand. It was the same brand as the scarf she often used. Their wool quality was well-treated. She curved her lips and said, "Thank you. Actually, it's not that exaggerated. The history of hair allergy was a long time ago when I was a child. I was naughty at that time and slept with Baibai in my arms. I buried my face in its body and inhaled a lot of fluff into my nose, which caused physical discomfort. The doctor diagnosed it as a hair allergy, but I didn't dare to say that I had slept with Baibai for a few hours."

"Were you afraid that Baibai would be sent away?" He Yanci remembered that there was such a thing. When Wen Ruan was a child, she had a big white goose as a pet. The white goose was even bigger than her, and she would carry it wherever she went. She cherished it very much. When she couldn't carry it herself, she would ask him to carry it, saying that it was their baby. Cheng Lian and the others couldn't stop laughing and made fun of He Yanci for years.

"Where did the big white goose go in the end?" He Yanci's memory was a bit blurred. Later, he really didn't see the big white goose at Wen Ruan's house anymore.

When He Yanci brought up this matter, Wen Ruan's memories welled up like a spring. "You still have the nerve to mention it. At that time, my mother wanted to send Baibai away. I went to your house to find you and asked you to take in Baibai, but you refused no matter what and even refused to see me."

It seemed that there really was such a thing. At that time, the little girl was crying so hard that she was out of breath. That night, she ended up in the hospital. He Yanci didn't deny it.

When asked about the whereabouts of the big white goose, Wen Ruan lowered her eyelashes and looked a bit sad. "Cheng Lian and the others caught it and stewed it in a pot." A large group of people had hidden this from her for more than half a year. When Wen Ruan found out about it, she was ill for half a month, and later she went to live in the south.

"......" He Yanci had a bad premonition.

The things that happened when they were children were slowly remembered by Wen Ruan, and there were still many interesting memories.

Wen Ruan was lost in thought, and a wave of warmth on her feet and calves brought her back to her senses. She looked down and saw that a section of her exposed calf was wrapped in the small blanket that He Yanci had brought.

He Yanci was half-squatting in front of her, tucking the small blanket around her.

"The blanket hasn't been used." He Yanci stood up. "Warm up for a while first. I'll go change my clothes."

"Okay." Wen Ruan responded and nodded slightly.

With the addition of the small blanket, her whole body felt warm.

Wen Ruan casually picked up a financial magazine and started reading.

After a while, a call came into Wen Ruan's phone.

It was her mother, Min Qing.

Wen Ruan's heart tightened. She didn't know why she was panicking. Without thinking, she hung up the phone.

Min Qing was puzzled. When she called again, it was hung up once more.

So she had to make a video call to see what Wen Ruan was up to.

When Min Qing's video call came in, Wen Ruan was editing a message.

This time, Wen Ruan didn't hang up the video call but muted it.

If she hung up again, she believed that her mother's persistent spirit would keep calling until her phone ran out of battery, and then her mother would come over.

Wen Ruan glanced at He Yanci's closed bedroom door. It might take a while for him to change his clothes.

It would be in time for her to go back to her own room to answer the video call and then come back. Wen Ruan left He Yanci's suite in a hurry.

Wen Ruan casually leaned back on the sofa in her room, calmed her breath, and then answered the video call.

Min Qing looked at the familiar small face on the video and said, "What are you up to? You hung up the phone call, and you took so long to answer the video call?"

"Oh, I was in the bathroom peeing just now. It wasn't convenient to answer the phone." Wen Ruan told a lie. Looking at her mother in the video who was wearing pajamas and had a facial mask on her face, she asked, "Mom, why haven't you gone to bed so late?"

"You know it's so late? When you left home, what did I tell you? You should have a video call with me before seven o'clock every day. You're so good. As soon as you're out of the house, you let yourself go. Think about it, it's been several days. Not to mention a video call, you didn't even send a message." Min Qing complained a little.

Wen Ruan smiled with her lips pursed. Before, how dare she have a video call with her mother? If her mother saw the homestay she was living in, and it was a damp room, her mother would surely fly over and drag her back.

"Stop being so playful with me. Turn the camera of your phone around. Let me see what the environment of the hotel you're staying in is like."

Wen Ruan cooperated and turned the camera of her phone around. She knew her mother too well. If she tried to hide and not show it, her mother would probably fly over in the middle of the night to inspect the environment.

"Oh, can't you choose a better room, my child? Why is it so small? Is the air well-ventilated? Can you adapt to it?"

"It's very big. It's a presidential suite. It's just that the camera of my phone is too small, so you can't see the whole thing. The air is also very good, and I can adapt to it. There's no problem at all." Wen Ruan turned the phone in her hand around.

"Okay, okay. Stop shaking the camera around. You're making me dizzy." Wen Ruan giggled and held the phone straight, and Min Qing felt more comfortable. She rubbed her forehead and asked, "Where's Jingbai? Is he staying in the same hotel as you?"

"???" Why did it suddenly bring up Mr. Fu?

"Stop pretending with me. Jingbai is filming here. Isn't that why you came to see him?" Min Qing glanced at her.

Wen Ruan remembered that she had borrowed Mr. Fu's name to come out this time, and she didn't know how Mr. Fu had talked to her mother.

She had to muddle through this first. Wen Ruan could only nod. "Yes, that's right. Mr. Fu is staying in the same hotel as me, and he's in the room next to mine." No, what if her mother asked Mr. Fu to answer the video call? Then it would be exposed. The key was that it was He Yanci who was actually staying next door. Wen Ruan quickly added, "But Mr. Fu hasn't finished filming yet at this moment."

"Oh, the movies Jingbai makes are really nice, but he works too hard."

"Did he arrange the room for you?"

"Um, yeah." Wen Ruan perfunctorily replied.

"The room is quite nice." Min Qing was very satisfied.

"......" Hehe, who was it that said it was so small just now? Now it's quite nice. What kind of blatant double standard is this?

Wen Ruan seriously suspected that she wasn't her mother's biological child. Mr. Fu, who was not that familiar with her mother, seemed to have a higher status than her.

"Ruanruan, tell me the truth. The reason you don't want to be with Yanci, is it because of Jingbai?"

"Mom, the matter between me and He Yanci was decided by you elders, right? It has nothing to do with Mr. Fu at all, okay?" No matter what, it couldn't be related to Mr. Fu. What kind of calculation from the last century is this?

"Stop playing dumb with me. As your mother, I have to tell you this first. Although you and Yanci haven't formally engaged, in the hearts of our two families, there's something between you two. Even if you and Jingbai have feelings for each other, don't do anything to embarrass Yanci. When we come back this time, our two families will have a good talk and make things clear."

"Mom doesn't object to you being with Jingbai either. First, deal with the matter between you and Yanci. Then we can talk about your relationship with Jingbai."

Wen Ruan finally understood what her mother meant. Her mother actually associated her with Mr. Fu. How did she come up with that?

Wen Ruan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Mom, I can hardly keep up with your thinking. Didn't you try your best to match me with He Yanci some time ago? It's only been a few days. Why has it changed to someone else? And that person is Mr. Fu. This is a huge misunderstanding."

Mr. Fu was like a life mentor to her. He was the source of inspiration and the prototype of the characters in her novels. He was sacred and inviolable.

Her mother was randomly matchmaking here, which was simply ruining Mr. Fu's lifelong reputation. If Mr. Fu found out about this, how could she have the face to see him?

Min Qing sighed regretfully. "Yanci is very excellent. He's one of the best among the young people. I like him very much. Do you think I don't want him to be my son-in-law? What can I do? You and Yanci don't have feelings for each other, and you don't have that kind of fate. Can I put a knife to your neck and force you to marry him? That would be like stabbing myself in the heart."

Min Qing sighed again:

"I've also thought it through during this period. I won't force it. I don't object if you like Jingbai. I quite like that child. And you don't know yet, his mother and I are close friends. Since she married and went to the south, we haven't seen each other for many years. I didn't expect Jingbai to be her son. This is also a different kind of fate."

"You've lived in the south for so many years. The climate there is suitable for you to take care of your health. It would be very nice to live in the south all the time."

"Don't worry about your grandfather either. That child Jingbai is no worse than Yanci. Your grandfather loves you the most. If you talk to him more in the future, he will agree."

Min Qing spoke a lot in one breath, and the more she talked, the more absurd it became. Wen Ruan quickly interrupted, "Mom, Grandpa's condition has just stabilized. Don't mention these things in front of him." Her grandfather and He Yanci's grandfather still held the old-fashioned idea that in her situation with He Yanci, they were meant to be together for a lifetime.

Min Qing gave her a look. "Do I need you to tell me that? Do you think I don't care about your grandfather's health? I'm planning—"

Min Qing's words stopped abruptly, and then she said in surprise, "Yanci?"

"???"

Wen Ruan immediately turned her head. He Yanci's tall and straight figure was now leaning over the back of her sofa, and her nose just happened to brush against the contour of He Yanci's chin.