Chapter 5: That figure looks very much like Wen Ruan.

The climate in the capital city is dry, and the weather in the tenth month of the lunar calendar is slightly cool.

Wen Ruan is afraid of the cold. Most of the time, she stays in the greenhouse in the backyard of her home, where she grows some flowers, reads books, and seeks inspiration for her new works.

Or she goes to the hospital to keep Mr. Wen company, telling him about the new policies or the latest news and interesting events reported in the media.

Mr. Wen's condition has stabilized a lot.

The family members are overly concerned about Wen Ruan. Mr. Wen always says that the air in the hospital is not good and doesn't let her stay with him.

But Wen Ruan won't listen. On the second and third days, she swaggered into the hospital again, bringing along her favorite books and the latest issues of newspapers.

The people around Mr. Wen didn't dare to stop her, for they were afraid of accidentally bumping into this delicate young lady.

In the end, Mr. Wen couldn't hold out and had to give in. He ordered the servants by his side to turn on the air purifier and move several pots of green plants into the ward.

The old man and the young girl, one semi-sitting and semi-reclining on the hospital bed reading the newspaper, and the other curled up on the sofa reading a storybook.

These days are some of the most comfortable times that Wen Ruan has had since she returned to the capital city in the past few months.

Her parents have been quite busy recently. They occasionally mention the matter between her and He Yanci, and she manages to fob them off with a few simple words.

They haven't met in person and have only been in touch by phone.

In fact, they haven't been in contact at all. It has been more than half a month since they last talked on the phone late at night.

Is this considered a tacit understanding between them?

Wen Ruan is very relaxed. She never expected that she would take the initiative to ask He Yanci to help with a task.

One morning, Wen Ruan was enjoying a stress-free breakfast alone when Tang Suiyi called.

"Dear Ruanruan! I have great news for you. 'The Chronicles of North and South' is all set. It will start filming on Wednesday! Director Xu specifically told the boss that you, the original author, must attend the opening ceremony!"

"Oh, the filming location is in Jicheng. I specifically checked that it's very close to your home in the capital city. It only takes an hour to get there."

"I took a peek at the cast list on the boss's side. It's definitely reliable. They are all powerful actors. The boss's decision to negotiate the box office share at the beginning was simply brilliant. What a smart guy!"

"Ruanruan, are you listening? Say something."

"I'm listening." Wen Ruan rarely sent away the kitchen aunt and was enjoying a comfortable breakfast alone. With a egg tart in her mouth, she asked vaguely, "Is there an opening ceremony red envelope? How much is it?"

"What?" Tang Suiyi was extremely speechless and couldn't help but laugh in anger. "Ruanruan, are you kidding me? I'm talking to you about the millions of yuan in share royalties, and you're asking me about the opening ceremony red envelope? With millions of yuan in royalties, why do you still care about a red envelope? Open your video and let me see you. Is there water in your head?"

After taking the last sip of milk, Wen Ruan took a tissue to wipe her lips. "Why not care? The share income is expected, while the red envelope is unexpected wealth. Can they be the same?"

Tang Suiyi was left speechless. "...... You're amazing, really amazing."

Wen Ruan chatted casually with Tang Suiyi for a while and then ended the call.

Wen Ruan curled up in the hanging sofa chair in the sunroom and flipped through the script version of "The Chronicles of North and South".

"The Chronicles of North and South" is a military-themed novel she wrote in her early years. The details are indeed not refined enough, and there are many parts that need further communication and deepening.

During this period, she has been confined in the capital city, and she feels as if she is about to turn into smog.

She has no inspiration for her new work at all. Her train of thought is as rare as an endangered animal.

It would be nice to go out for a walk, meet some people, and receive some red envelopes.

Come to think of it, she hasn't been on a film set for several months, and she is a little looking forward to it.

The most troublesome thing for Wen Ruan is that she doesn't have any friends in the capital city who can convince her parents to let her go out.

When she mentioned going out for a walk to her mother, she could already imagine her mother's solemn expression.

Either her mother would directly refuse, or she would arrange a large group of people to follow her.

There would be a driver, bodyguards, and they would clear the area. It would be more ostentatious than many celebrities. In an instant, she could become the focus of the whole city, and she might even become a trending topic as a "newly rich person".

If the movie doesn't become popular, but she, the original author, becomes famous first, and it's a bad kind of fame.

Director Xu and the investors would surely tear her apart.

Thinking about the troubles of going out, Wen Ruan had a terrible headache. Who could she use as an excuse?

After much thought, she thought of He Yanci.

He Yanci was in a meeting when his phone vibrated slightly.

He opened his phone and saw a message from Wen Ruan.

[Mr. He, the other day you said that if I wanted to go out for a stroll, I could come to you. Is that still valid?] With an obedient face jpg.

The other day was really quite a while ago.

Half a month ago.

[Miss Wen, what are your instructions?] He replied with a smile.

[It's too serious to say instructions. Is Mr. He free recently?] With starry eyes gif.

[Are you asking me out?]

!

Asking out my foot.

Wen Ruan: [I have a small matter and I need Mr. He to do me a little favor.]

[How soon? I'll be on a business trip in another city from Wednesday to next Friday.] He Yanci looked at his schedule.

On a business trip on Wednesday? Even better! It's a godsend opportunity.

[Actually, you don't need to be available.] I just need to borrow your name.

He Yanci's eyebrows twitched slightly. The person who hadn't been in touch with him for more than half a month suddenly came to him, and he knew it couldn't be that simple.

He smiled and typed a sentence: [You ask me out, but you don't need me to be available. Miss Wen, what kind of secret thing do you want to do by borrowing my name?]

"......" Do you have to guess so accurately? What the hell is "secret thing"? It's you who has something secret.

Wen Ruan replied seriously: [Ahem. Last time you said that I should get more in touch with people and not consider myself as a special person too much. These days, I've been thinking about it at home and I think what you said makes sense.]

He Yanci nodded at the projection screen, indicating that the senior executive should continue with the report. [Oh? I don't think so. It seems more like using someone when in trouble and ignoring them when not. Just like Zhong Wuyan and Xia Yingchun.]

"......" Wen Ruan: [Mr. He, you should be the King Xuan of Qi. You're neither Zhong Wuyan nor Xia Yingchun. Don't underestimate yourself.]

"......"

He Yanci chuckled softly.

He really underestimated this little girl. She has a sharp tongue.

[Alright. What do you need me to do to cooperate? Call Aunt Min? Or come to your house to pick you up?]

Wen Ruan held her chin with her soft and slender hand and replied to him, [It's not that troublesome. My parents don't like me going out alone. I'll just take a stroll around the capital city. It won't take much time.]

He Yanci immediately understood what Wen Ruan meant. [So you want to borrow my name to go out for a stroll, right?]

Yes, yes, that's it.

Wen Ruan typed a soft and sweet message that tugged at the heartstrings, [Mr. He, you know that I haven't really lived in the capital city and I don't have many friends. It's really boring at home and I want to go out for a walk. I really have no other choice.]

[Sure. I can lend you my name, but on the premise that you should take care of your body. Got it?] Although the little girl's words of giving in were heartwarming, after all, her body is not the same as an ordinary person's, so she should be careful.

[My WeChat is this phone number. You can add me. I'm now half-involved in this matter because of you. If there's any problem, tell me immediately. Don't go too far away, otherwise I'll take back what I just said.]

Wen Ruan didn't expect He Yanci to agree so readily. All the words she had prepared to persuade He Yanci were useless.

Through this interaction, He Yanci now seems to be somewhat different from the He Yanci she knew when she was a child. He has changed a lot.

He is more gentle, more gentlemanly, and more alluring.

And a bit more... easy to talk to.

Of course, this was all based on the fact that he didn't say that last sentence. Wen Ruan really thought so.

Wen Ruan lowered her eyes and replied, [Got it.] And added, [Thank you, Mr. He. You're a nice person.]

"......"

He Yanci was busy and didn't reply to her.

He Yanci received a call from his mother, Song Yanhua, on the fifth day of his business trip.

He nodded at the office door, and his assistant immediately understood and led all the senior executives to the conference room.

Song Yanhua: "Why did you bring Wen Ruan with you on this business trip? Wen Ruan has always been in poor health. If something happens to her, how can we explain it to the Wen family? You were too thoughtless."

He Yanci was a bit surprised.

After a few days, he had almost forgotten about Wen Ruan borrowing his name.

He checked his private WeChat and there was no friend verification message.