Chapter 423: Chapter 423 - 417: This Sleep Is Not That Sleep

Some people, when wearing casual home clothes at home, look relaxed, lazy, and down-to-earth, no longer that high and mighty.

But once standing in the office, the expensive suit, shirt, and trousers seem like invisible weapons for men, they are lethal.

Jing Jihan was born to be in such a position.

As the man approached, Shi Su hadn’t realized that he was walking towards her, only recalling those fans screaming like banshees in the Rainbow farts of Timely Rain CP on Weibo Plaza.

By the time she came to her senses, Jing Jihan was already right in front of her.

She was still sitting on the sofa, raising her eyes to meet the man’s gaze.

Seeing Shi Su was always in a trance, Jing Jihan reminded her, "The coffee’s cold."

Shi Su jolted awake, quickly putting on a seemingly calm expression: "I didn’t get a chance to drink it."

Zhou He specially sent her the finest Blue Mountain coffee, and now her nose was filled with the rich aroma of top-quality coffee; she had indeed forgotten while looking at her phone earlier.

"Didn’t you say you were busy this afternoon?"

"I originally had to shoot a magazine cover, but under the current circumstances, it’s probably not suitable to appear in any public place."

—Including going to the crew in the evening, she estimated that she would have to keep it confidential throughout, change cars to the set, otherwise she would definitely be chased by the media.

Jing Jihan nodded in approval of her self-protection awareness: "Alright, if your studio doesn’t have enough people, the company’s security department can send a few veteran security guards to follow you. They have their own cars and will follow when needed, and disappear when not needed, without causing any inconvenience to you and the studio members."

Shi Su immediately refused: "No need for now, it’s just the media being troublesome, I can shake them off; if your company’s security guards are casually sent out, they are all at the police level skills, it would be overqualified to have them follow me."

Jing Jihan stood in front of her, without deliberately maintaining any distance or posture, yet somehow always possessing an inherent composure.

Seeing her still sitting on the sofa with a bewildered face, he chuckled, reached out to pat her head, and like he used to comfort Mianmian, he rubbed her soft hair: "Overqualified? You really take yourself as an outsider, when will you be conscious of being Mrs. Jing?"

"Being conscious is difficult, who would’ve thought that after sleeping, I’d wake up truly married?" Shi Su protested, simultaneously raising her hand to cover her head: "I’m not Shi Mianmian, stop hitting me randomly!"

"After sleeping? There’s quite a bit of ambiguity in those words, shouldn’t you elaborate a bit more?"

The man glanced at her: "For example, you were so drunk that one hand held onto the marriage certificate, and the other hand held onto me like a koala, hanging on me as I brought you back. Last night, I temporarily gave up the right to sleep together that a legal husband should enjoy, letting you comfortably occupy the bedroom bed by yourself; even when you woke up in the morning, you were alone on the bed."

Shi Su: "??? What’s the difference?"

"Of course there’s a difference." The man unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, clearly having dressed formally for a meeting earlier. The suit was already off, the shirt collar a bit constrained, he casually unfastened two buttons, exuding an effortless elegance, gazing at her with amusement, slowly saying: "This sleep is different from that sleep, I legally took you to the civil affairs bureau to register for marriage, and then after going home, letting you sleep comfortably alone, rather than being a petty thief taking advantage of your drunkenness to fool you into marriage and seducing you; these two situations certainly can’t be mixed together."

Shi Su immediately raised an eyebrow: "If that’s the case, then I should add another sentence; you obviously took the opportunity of me being drunk to trick me into going to the civil affairs bureau, and then..."

The man suddenly leaned in, Shi Su’s heart skipped a beat, she hurriedly leaned back against the sofa, her peripheral vision only saw his arm reaching over her side, supporting on the back of the sofa, trapping her between his body and the sofa, with a trend of gradually leaning lower.

Her nose was filled with the clean and fresh scent of the man, surprised and flushed as she met his eyes, yet she heard when he lowered his body towards her, seeing her startled expression, he gazed down at her slightly parted frightened lips, his eyes dark as night as if there was an unfathomable sea swirling within them, causing Shi Su’s heart, which had been suppressed for two years, to suddenly leap several times.

As if her efforts to calm the dead sea waves began to stir, the air was filled with the long-awaited sweetness.

Though it was a bit sudden...

But the certificates were already obtained.

Holding on to the notion that they’ve already broken up and should maintain appropriate distances and boundaries has become utterly useless nonsense.

Once, they were the closest people...

Thinking of the man’s elegant smile hidden between his brows on the marriage certificate, and herself laughing like a goofball, leaning on his shoulder facing the camera in the red background photo, things long buried in her heart began to shake, as if they were about to break through the soil, reigniting vitality.

She suddenly closed her eyes, waiting for the man to kiss her.

However, after a moment, she suddenly heard a rustling sound by her ear, as if something was being taken away.

Shi Su opened her eyes abruptly, only to see the man holding a file folder, clearly just taken from behind her.

She turned to look behind the sofa, where there was a low cabinet with a few file folders and binders on top.

Jing Jihan had already stood up straight again, looking down at her: "What did you think I was going to do?"

Shi Su: "........."

Her toes could now dig a hole in his office floor deep enough to build a Kaixing Mansion due to embarrassment, quickly averting her eyes, she awkwardly tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, trying to retrieve a voice that sounded remotely calm: "Nothing, it’s just that the light in your office is bright, the sunlight is a bit dazzling."

Jing Jihan looked at her for a long time, his gaze moving away from her, turning to the light refracted from the floor-to-ceiling window, most of the office’s illumination was on the other side, leaving only the sofa area without sunlight shining upon it at the moment.

Shi Su’s ears burned, still holding the marriage certificates in her hands this morning, adamantly refusing to admit they were real, and having wandered off in a daze, now suddenly embracing the already established fact so quickly and obediently sitting there waiting for him to kiss her?

Shi Su glanced at the direction where sunlight fell some distance away from her, suddenly stood up, grabbed her bag and turned to leave: "You just finished a meeting and have serious matters to attend to, I’ll wait outside, after you’re done I’ll..."

As a result, she had been sitting here for a long time looking at her phone, her legs were already numb, so when she stood up too quickly, she felt a stabbing pain in her calves and, unexpectedly, fell backwards!