Category: Captivating Beauty

  • Captivating Beauty 56p1

    Chapter 56 p1

    Xu Jinnan leaned closer, her soft fingers brushing against the fabric of Shen Shu’s dress. The moment her knuckles grazed Shen Shu’s skin, Shen Shu’s back stiffened, her delicate shoulder blades twitching like the wings of a startled butterfly.

    A playful smile touched Xu Jinnan’s lips as she whispered in Shen Shu’s ear, her voice slow and deliberate, “Hold still, Shu Shu. I’m unzipping it now.”

    The dress was form-fitting, and loosening the zipper at the back would also loosen the fabric at the front, risking exposure, even with the straps still in place.

    Shen Shu’s breath hitched as she felt the warmth of Xu Jinnan’s hand and the light brush of her knuckles against her skin, a shiver running down her arms and neck.

    Xu Jinnan’s presence was almost overwhelming.

    Shen Shu, refusing to show weakness, placed a hand on her chest and murmured, “Okay.”

    Xu Jinnan slowly lowered the zipper, her gaze half-lidded, stopping at about ten centimeters. The delicate chain of the zipper was like a lure, tempting her to reveal the treasure hidden beneath…

    She was the hunter now, her heart pounding with anticipation, her fingers itching to continue, yet she forced herself to stop, her imagination running wild, picturing the breathtaking beauty she was about to unveil.

    With a supreme effort of will, she pulled her hand away, turning to look at Shen Shu in the mirror. “Is that enough?” she asked, her voice slightly husky.

    They were still close, and the sweet fragrance of Shen Shu’s pheromones filled her senses.

    She felt the warmth of Shen Shu’s skin against her hand, a bead of sweat forming on her knuckle.

    Shen Shu’s breathing was uneven, and with each inhale and exhale, the desire in Xu Jinnan’s eyes intensified.

    “That’s enough,” Shen Shu replied, her gaze meeting Xu Jinnan’s in the mirror for a brief moment, then quickly looking away. Her face was lightly powdered, hiding the true color of her cheeks, but the tips of her ears were undeniably pink.

    Just as she stood up, carefully holding the neckline of her dress, the door suddenly swung open.

    She instinctively clutched the fabric tighter, her balance shifting, and she sat back down, the thin strap of her dress slipping from her shoulder.

    At the same moment, something warm and soft brushed against her ear.

    She felt the other person’s breath hitch.

    It all happened in a flash.

    Xu Jinnan reacted instantly, her arm circling Shen Shu’s neck, pulling her closer.

    “Don’t you know how to knock?” she asked coldly.

    The woman at the door, about thirty years old, wearing glasses, seeing them, smiled awkwardly but didn’t apologize, quickly retreating.

    After she left, Xu Jinnan’s fingers lingered on Shen Shu’s neck, her thumb gently caressing the sensitive skin behind her ear.

    Feeling the dampness of Shen Shu’s skin, she lowered her gaze. “Are you hot? You’re sweating.”

    Shen Shu, unable to bear the intimacy any longer, was about to pull Xu Jinnan’s hand away when Xu Jinnan released her.

    Shen Shu went into the changing room.

    Xu Jinnan stood in front of the mirror, staring at her own lips, then, after a moment, touched them lightly with her fingertips.

    Her ear was so warm.

    They drove back to Xingcheng International.

    Shen Shu, changed into a simple T-shirt and jeans, sat in the passenger seat, scrolling through messages on her phone.

    “Any plans for tomorrow?” Xu Jinnan asked.

    “Another costume fitting,” Shen Shu replied calmly.

    “Another one? I thought today was the last day.”

    “Today was for promotional photos.”

    “Oh.” Xu Jinnan continued, “What time are you leaving? I can drive you. I’ll have Viola pick me up earlier.”

    Shen Shu paused, her gaze fixed on her phone. “I haven’t seen Assistant Zhou in a few days.”

    “She’s busy with other things. Having her constantly driving you around would be too much. And she’s been in close contact with my mother, so I don’t feel as comfortable using her as before. That’s why I hired Viola. She’s very capable, and so far, she’s been great,” Xu Jinnan explained.

    “And quite pretty,” Shen Shu added.

    “Pretty?” Xu Jinnan asked instinctively.

    Her standards were higher now. She thought Viola was simply pleasant-looking, her focus on competence and efficiency.

    Then, glancing at Shen Shu, she said sincerely, “You’re much prettier.”

    She quickly looked away, and Shen Shu glanced at her, her expression soft and gentle. She almost thought the intensity she had felt in the dressing room had been her imagination.

    The streetlights outside cast a warm glow through the car windows.

    After a moment, Xu Jinnan said, “Miss Shen, can we make a deal?”

    “About what?” Shen Shu asked calmly.

    “Stop saying those things.”

    Shen Shu paused, remembering Xu Jinnan’s reaction earlier, which had started with the “not big” comment. “Aren’t you an Omega? Why do you care so much?”

    Xu Jinnan chuckled. “Just because I can’t be marked doesn’t mean I’m not good at other things.” She was perfectly capable in other areas, especially when it came to work and intelligence.

    Then, realizing how that sounded, she added, “I mean, save some face for me in public.”

    After a few seconds, Shen Shu replied softly, “Okay.”

    Her tone wasn’t as cold as it had been in the dressing room.

    Xu Jinnan smiled faintly. “What do you want for dinner?”

    “Noodles. The fridge is empty. I need to go grocery shopping tomorrow,” Shen Shu replied.

    “Let’s go tonight. Together.”

    “Okay…”

    Shen Shu looked out the window at the passing trees, thinking, She’s been quite susceptible to reverse psychology lately…

    As they got out of the car, Xu Jinnan told Shen Shu to wait while she retrieved two masks from the car.

    She opened the packages and carefully placed the black masks over Shen Shu’s face, hooking the straps around her ears.

    The mask covered most of Shen Shu’s face, making her already delicate features seem even smaller, her eyes, framed by her long, wavy hair, softer than usual.

    And with the mask covering her lower face, her expressive eyes, as they met Xu Jinnan’s, had a captivating quality.

    Normally, Shen Shu would have taken the mask and put it on herself, telling Xu Jinnan she could manage.

    But now, the thought was fleeting.

    She couldn’t deny she had grown accustomed to Xu Jinnan’s kindness, even starting to rely on it, enjoying the warmth and care.

    And her usual vigilance and independence faded into the background.

    They bought some vegetables, beef, and shrimp at the supermarket.

    Xu Jinnan planned to make salt and pepper shrimp, stir-fried beef with bell peppers, and egg drop soup with greens.

    She also bought some potatoes and carrots for later.

    They also looked at slippers, as Xu Jinnan had forgotten to buy them last time, and Shen Shu wanted a new pair as well.

    After browsing the aisle, Xu Jinnan stopped in front of a display.

    Two pairs of slippers, one light blue and one light pink, with a simple daisy embroidered on the front, were hanging together. They were the prettiest ones there.

    Buy one, get one free.

    Of course, it wasn’t about the discount; she simply hadn’t liked any of the others.

    “These are nice,” she said, touching the soft fabric.

    She figured if Shen Shu didn’t like them, she could keep the extra pair.

    “Okay, let’s get them,” Shen Shu agreed.

    “Are you sure? Don’t you want to look at the others?”

    “You bought two pairs,” Shen Shu pointed out.

    Xu Jinnan smiled. “Okay, one for each of us then.”

    Shen Shu didn’t reply, walking towards another aisle. “Do you want a pair of warmer slippers?”

    “Huh?”

    She paused, realizing she had instinctively assumed Xu Jinnan would be staying for a while, through summer, autumn, winter… she would need warmer slippers when the weather got colder.

    “We can get them later,” she said, changing her mind.

    Just then, Xu Jinnan tossed a pair of black, fluffy slippers into the shopping cart.

    They didn’t realize how heavy the bags were until they carried them out of the supermarket.

    Especially the potatoes, carrots, and the other groceries, along with the meat and seafood.

    “Next time you go grocery shopping, don’t go alone. This is heavy,” Xu Jinnan said, struggling with the bags.

    Shen Shu’s lips curved upwards slightly. “When do you ever have time?”

    “If you have time, so do I.”

    “Really?”

    “Really.”

    “Then be careful—”

    Just as they stepped out of the supermarket, a heavily laden shopping cart almost collided with them. Shen Shu instinctively pulled Xu Jinnan closer, shielding her.

    The person pushing the cart apologized profusely.

    Xu Jinnan, recovering from the near collision, told the person to be careful. She had been about to move out of the way, but Shen Shu had reacted even faster.

    The cart had barely missed them.

    “Are you okay?” Shen Shu asked.

    “I’m fine. It didn’t hit me,” Xu Jinnan replied, smiling faintly, her gaze lingering on their clasped hands.

    She felt Shen Shu’s fingers tighten around hers for a brief moment.

    Then, Shen Shu hesitated, as if about to pull away.

    Xu Jinnan’s heart skipped a beat.

    Someone pushing a shopping cart behind them told them to move, and Xu Jinnan, tightening her grip on Shen Shu’s hand, pulled her along.

    They crossed the street, walked through the apartment complex grounds, then down the path to their building, their hands still clasped together.

    They walked in silence, their thoughts elsewhere, yet a comfortable silence, a shared understanding passing between them.

    Like a gentle breeze dispelling the morning mist, a sliver of light breaking through, faint but perceptible.

    Neither of them dared to rush, afraid of shattering the fragile peace.

    Only when they reached the elevator, Xu Jinnan, reaching for her phone, released Shen Shu’s hand.

    Back at the apartment, Shen Shu went to take a shower, and Xu Jinnan, holding her pajamas, sat on the sofa, watching TV and scrolling through her phone.

    A few minutes later, the bathroom door opened, and Shen Shu emerged, wearing her blue-gray pajamas. “You can go now,” she said.

    “Okay.”

    Xu Jinnan stood up, then, as Shen Shu was about to go to the bedroom, she paused.

    “Shu Shu.”

    “Yes?”

    “You looked really beautiful today,” she said.

    Xu Jinnan’s plans to visit Qucheng were put on hold due to some issues with the live streaming app and the North District project. She had been too busy to think about anything else, her phone constantly ringing.

    By the time she had some free time, it was already time for Shen Shu to start filming her new drama.

    The last day of September.

    The Full Dress production held its opening ceremony at Dafo Mountain.

    With Xia Chun and Tan Jie involved, and Shen Shu’s recent surge in popularity, a single photo from the ceremony quickly trended online.

    #XiaChun

    #ShenShuOutfit

    #FullDressOpeningCeremony

    Xu Jinnan clicked on Shen Shu’s trending topic. The photo showed Shen Shu standing at the foot of the temple steps, wearing an avocado green dress and a beige trench coat, her long, dark hair flowing down her back, her lips a bright red, a gentle smile on her face.

    The breeze ruffled her hair and the hem of her dress.

    Link to the trench coat, please!

    She’s so beautiful! Every photo is stunning!

    Wife!

    I love you, sis!

    Her again? Seriously?

    Beautiful my ass. She’s ugly.

    Xu Jinnan scrolled through the comments, then tapped on her phone, replying to one of the trolls.

    Are you beautiful?

    To her surprise, the troll replied a few seconds later.

    None of your business, idiot!

    Xu Jinnan: “?”

    It had been a while since she had been called an idiot. It was strangely invigorating.

    The troll’s ID was ICan’tBeTamed.

    RichSisterWithStamina replied: @ICan’tBeTamed Who are you calling an idiot?

    ICan’tBeTamed: Get lost, Shen Shu fans! Stop trying to be relevant!

    ICan’tBeTamed: She’s disgusting. How can someone like that be an actress?

    Before Xu Jinnan could reply, other users jumped in.

    Why are you so hateful? She’s pretty.

    ICan’tBeTamed: Pretty? She’s had plastic surgery!

    ShuBaoYeah: You’re the one who needs plastic surgery! Are you insane? What did she ever do to you?

    ICan’tBeTamed: So what if she had plastic surgery? I can’t even say anything now? My friend works at a plastic surgery clinic. She said Shen Shu had a nose job, twice! Putting on that aloof act, I bet she can’t even smile properly. Her smile is so fake. She’s ugly!

    RichSisterWithStamina: I don’t know if you can be tamed, but you’re definitely about to be deleted.

    ICan’tBeTamed: Oh, I’m so scared! Idiot! Shen Shu is a plastic surgery freak! And you fans, stop messaging me! I’ll call her a plastic surgery freak every time I see her!

    Just then, Zhou Pei and Viola entered the office with a stack of reports, and saw Xu Jinnan leaning against her hand, rapidly typing on her phone.

    Xu Jinnan looked up at them, then continued typing. “Someone get me Legal,” she said.

  • Captivating Beauty 55p2

    Chapter 55 p2

    Shen Shu closed her bedroom door and stood there for a moment, the soft, yellow light of the bedside lamp casting a warm glow, like an old photograph.

    She looked down at her fingertip.

    She took a deep breath.

    I should have washed my hands…

    She glanced at the glass of water on her nightstand, then went to the bathroom and rinsed her hand under the faucet, the lingering warmth finally fading.

    But the heat within her remained, and she touched her racing pulse. Her heat cycle was definitely approaching.

    Otherwise, these thoughts and feelings wouldn’t be so persistent.

    The next morning, with her meeting canceled, Xu Jinnan slept in, a rare luxury these days.

    She woke up a little after 9 a.m.

    “Are you having breakfast?” Shen Shu asked.

    Xu Jinnan shook her head. “No, I have a lunch meeting.”

    “Okay.”

    “I’ll be near Wanhe Plaza. I can drop you off. No need to drive. Viola can take you to the studio later,” she offered.

    Shen Shu considered it. “Alright,” she agreed. She didn’t enjoy driving.

    Xu Jinnan dropped Shen Shu off at Wanhe Plaza, where Cai Ying was waiting.

    After saying goodbye, Shen Shu walked over to Cai Ying, who was still looking around. “What are you looking at?”

    Cai Ying stared at the white Bentley disappearing in the distance. “Who was driving? Someone new?” she asked. She remembered Xu Jinnan’s driver being a woman named Zhou.

    “Xu Jinnan’s new secretary,” Shen Shu replied.

    “New secretary? Alpha? Omega? Or Beta?”

    “I don’t know.”

    “Seriously? Don’t you have any sense of danger? Your wife has a female secretary, and you don’t even know what she is?” Cai Ying exclaimed.

    I can’t exactly ask, Shen Shu thought.

    “Let me tell you, some people, even with a beautiful wife at home, still crave novelty, especially with a secretary constantly by their side,” Cai Ying continued, exasperated by Shen Shu’s apparent indifference.

    While Shen Shu had reason to be confident, Xu Jinnan’s past reputation was still a concern. Even if Shen Shu didn’t care, Cai Ying felt obligated to protect her.

    After lunch, Viola arrived.

    Cai Ying, making an excuse about having errands near the studio, joined them in the car, observing Viola for a moment before asking with a smile, “Viola, you’re so pretty! And so tall! Are you an Alpha?”

    Shen Shu: “…” She hasn’t even gotten out of the car. How can you tell she’s tall?

    “Thank you, Miss Cai. Yes, I’m an Alpha,” Viola replied.

    Cai Ying’s eyes widened, and she immediately turned to Shen Shu – See? An Alpha! And your wife is an Omega!

    Shen Shu: “…”

    “Being Xu Jinnan’s secretary must be tough. Are you single? Otherwise, you wouldn’t have time for a girlfriend,” Cai Ying continued.

    Viola smiled. “You’re right. I am single.”

    Cai Ying turned to Shen Shu again – See? And she’s single!

    Shen Shu stopped her before she could say anything more.

    As they got out of the car, Cai Ying grabbed Shen Shu’s arm. “Shu Shu, even though Xu Jinnan is an Omega, and you’re married, and she seems to prefer Omegas, Alphas are naturally attracted to Omegas, and that secretary is pretty. You have to be careful!”

    Shen Shu, after finally managing to get rid of Cai Ying, stood at the entrance of the studio, feeling a strange tightness in her chest.

    That afternoon, after finishing her work, Xu Jinnan received a call from Chen Yue.

    The late afternoon sun wasn’t as intense as earlier, and she drove to the same old residential area.

    Chen Yue wasn’t wearing his usual chain today, his demeanor slightly more subdued, but he still greeted her with a familiar, slightly thuggish grin. “CEO Xu.”

    “Call him,” Xu Jinnan said, getting straight to the point.

    Half an hour earlier, Chen Yue had called, saying he had found Wang Zheng again, and this time, he hadn’t run. He had even agreed to talk to Xu Jinnan.

    But Chen Yue couldn’t stay with him.

    Xu Jinnan had agreed.

    After all, Chen Yue alone might not be able to control him.

    Chen Yue dialed the number Wang Zheng had given him. Xu Jinnan suspected he had simply been stalling for time, but the call connected.

    “Hello?”

    “This is Xu Jinnan.”

    The sound of heavy breathing and exhaling smoke came through the line.

    It was the second time she had heard Wang Zheng’s voice. “I didn’t run. This is too dangerous. I was going to risk it and sell you the information, but I was discovered,” he said, his voice hoarse. “The Xu family is too deep. It’s not worth risking my life.”

    “Who’s threatening your life?”

    “Anyone but you.”

    Xu Jinnan paused. “Someone from my family?”

    Wang Zheng took another drag from his cigarette. “Not just the Xu family. Everyone there is strange. But I haven’t investigated that deeply… Anyway, I destroyed everything I found. I can’t give you any information. CEO Xu, we’re both just trying to make a living. You’re not going to push me to my death, are you?”

    “Of course not. I’m a reasonable person,” Xu Jinnan replied. “But you took my money, and I got nothing in return. Isn’t that a little unreasonable?”

    Wang Zheng paused. “I can’t return the money. What do you want?” His tone was slightly pleading.

    “How about this, answer one question, and we’ll call it even,” Xu Jinnan suggested.

    Wang Zheng considered it. “Go ahead.”

    “Who was the last person you investigated?”

    “Lu Yun.”

    “CEO Xu, you have to keep your word,” Wang Zheng reminded her.

    “Of course. That money is nothing to me. I can even give you another million, as long as you tell me everything you know. Contact me when you’ve made up your mind.”

    Xu Jinnan hung up.

    Lu Yun.

    This wasn’t what she had expected. She had thought it would be someone else in the Xu family, like Xu Lian, or perhaps her wife.

    The original Xu Jinnan’s letter had mentioned meeting Xu Lian’s wife.

    She gave Chen Yue some money.

    He looked at the thick wad of cash, then asked, “CEO Xu, why didn’t you ask more questions?” Judging by the amount, she must have paid Wang Zheng a lot.

    One question seemed like a waste.

    “Find someone else, someone discreet, to keep an eye on him. No contact, just track his movements,” she instructed.

    “I thought you were letting it go,” Chen Yue said.

    “Do you think I print money?”

    “Whatever is threatening him is also protecting him… If you can find it, the money is yours,” she said.

    Chen Yue’s eyes lit up. “One million?”

    Xu Jinnan nodded.

    After he promised to find it, she added, “I need you to accompany me somewhere in a couple of days.”

    “Where?”

    “Qucheng.”

    She felt like she needed to visit the place herself, perhaps to trigger more of the original Xu Jinnan’s memories.

    It was a little past 4 p.m.

    Shen Shu returned to the studio after her magazine photoshoot, and Xinxin helped her adjust her dress.

    “You should have seen the looks on their faces!” Xinxin said excitedly. “And they were so polite to me today, catering to my every need, afraid of tiring you out. Look, even the cushion on the chair is new!” People were always quick to abandon those who fell from grace, and even quicker to fawn over those who rose to power.

    The incidents with Ren Xiaoqi and the live stream had made Shen Shu famous.

    “Speaking of Ren Xiaoqi, she’s having a tough time. After losing several endorsement deals, she can’t even get any decent roles. I heard she’s even auditioning for maid roles now,” Xinxin said.

    Shen Shu took a sip of water through a straw, murmuring in acknowledgement, but didn’t comment.

    Ren Xiaoqi had tried to ruin her reputation for clout.

    This was her just desserts.

    But she remembered Tong Jia mentioning that Xu Jinnan wasn’t satisfied with Ren Xiaoqi’s apology and was planning something else.

    She hadn’t thought much of it at the time, but later, she had overheard Xu Jinnan on the phone, saying she wouldn’t let Ren Xiaoqi have an easy time in the industry for at least a year.

    Xu Jinnan was fiercely protective of those she cared about…

    Like with Qiao Rui, she had gone to great lengths to help Tong Jia, while also being considerate of her feelings.

    Xu Jinnan was a good person, and once people realized she wasn’t the monster they imagined, once they saw her true nature, they would adore her.

    Xinxin mentioned Tong Jia, saying she and Tong Jia had been reading a fanfic based on an ABO novel. “The one that was shared in the group chat. Have you read it?”

    “No,” Shen Shu replied. She had seen the link, but hadn’t clicked on it. She wasn’t interested in novels.

    It was probably a story about her and Xu Jinnan.

    Hearing Xinxin’s description, she suddenly felt a flicker of curiosity.

    Xinxin’s eyes crinkled as she smiled. “It’s quite steamy~ Imagine you dominating CEO Xu… You should check it out.” She returned to the topic of Tong Jia. “The author started updating again recently. I told Jia-jie about it, but she’s clearly just pretending to be happy. I wanted to cheer her up, but it seems pointless.”

    “Heartbreak takes time to heal, no matter who you are. Give her some space,” Shen Shu said.

    “Shu Shu,” Xinxin asked hesitantly, “have you ever experienced heartbreak?” Then, she bit her lip. “Sorry, you don’t have to answer that. I shouldn’t have asked.”

    Shen Shu shook her head. “It’s fine.”

    As she was sitting in front of the mirror, Xu Jinnan called, asking when she would be done.

    She was coming to pick her up.

    Xinxin’s eyes lit up. “So sweet! I wonder when I’ll find true love,” she said, helping Shen Shu pin up her hair so she could change.

    Then, she remembered something. “Shu Shu, was that CEO Xu’s new secretary who drove you here today?” she asked.

    “How did you know?”

    “I called Jia-jie yesterday, and she said it was CEO Xu’s new secretary who called the police.”

    “I see.”

    “What is she? Alpha, Beta, or Omega?”

    Shen Shu, looking at her lovestruck expression, sighed. “Alpha.”

    “Whoa…”

    After a moment, Xinxin hesitated. “Shu Shu, you should be careful. She’s pretty. And nowadays, Alphas like Alphas, and Omegas like Omegas. And a secretary is always by her side…”

    Shen Shu: “…”

    Xinxin wouldn’t normally say such things, but perhaps because of the drama with Tong Jia, she was being overly cautious, like Cai Ying.

    Shen Shu’s feelings were complex. Two people had warned her in just a few hours.

    “She is pretty,” she admitted softly.

    “But not as pretty as you! I’ve never seen anyone more beautiful! But Jia-jie’s experience has traumatized me. You and CEO Xu are my relationship goals! Don’t break my heart! So, I’m a little… Don’t mind me, Shu Shu. I just love a good conspiracy theory,” Xinxin said.

    Shen Shu: “…”

    “I’m serious. You’re stunning, no matter how many times I see you,” Xinxin said, stepping back and admiring Shen Shu’s reflection in the mirror. “And that dress! Especially the back! To quote a popular saying, I could stare at it all day.” She giggled. She had a habit of saying suggestive things, like Tong Jia.

    “If CEO Xu saw you like this, she wouldn’t be able to handle it,” she added.

    Shen Shu’s long, dark hair, thick and glossy, had been styled in loose waves for the photoshoot, and a few strands had escaped her updo, framing her face.

    The backless dress accentuated her elegant figure, her pale skin a stark contrast to her dark hair and red lips.

    Her reflection in the mirror was breathtakingly beautiful.

    “Your hair is done. Are you changing now?” Xinxin asked.

    Shen Shu looked at her reflection, then said, “Later.”

    Xinxin understood instantly.

    When Xu Jinnan opened the door, the scent of makeup filled the air.

    Shen Shu was sitting sideways, still wearing her sparkly dress. Xu Jinnan walked in, a habitual smile playing on her lips. “Not done yet?”

    “No,” Shen Shu replied, glancing at her.

    Xu Jinnan’s eyelashes fluttered, her eyes widening slightly.

    Shen Shu’s dress was a nude-colored, sequined slip dress, the low neckline revealing the smooth, pale skin of her neck and chest.

    The tattoo on her collarbone was covered with makeup and glitter, shimmering like a galaxy in the bright lights of the dressing room.

    Her waist was slender, her legs long and shapely beneath the asymmetrical hem of the dress.

    Xu Jinnan’s gaze lingered on her delicate ankles, thinking, An anklet would be perfect.

    A thin, silver one.

    “CEO Xu, you’re drooling,” Xinxin said, trying to suppress a smile.

    “…” “Learn some manners from Tong Jia,” Xu Jinnan retorted.

    Xinxin laughed.

    Shen Shu, looking away, reached for her water glass, then realized it was empty.

    The kettle was also empty.

    “No more water?” Xu Jinnan asked.

    “Can you refill it?” Shen Shu asked, a rare request.

    Xu Jinnan, pleased, walked over to the kettle. “Of course,” she said, looking at Shen Shu for a moment.

    As she left the room with the kettle, she licked her lips, thinking, How can someone be so beautiful?

    On her way back, she almost bumped into a woman looking down at her phone.

    “Excuse me,” the woman murmured.

    Xu Jinnan realized it was Tan Jie.

    She nodded curtly, about to walk past her, when Tan Jie said, “Miss Xu, are you here to pick up Shen Shu? I haven’t congratulated her yet. I heard she’s already getting offers from other productions.”

    Xinxin had gone to return some props, leaving the door ajar, and Shen Shu, noticing people peeking inside, stood up to close it. As she reached the doorway, she glanced outside and froze.

    Xu Jinnan was talking to Tan Jie.

    Then, Xu Jinnan turned around, their eyes meeting.

    Shen Shu quickly looked away and closed the door.

    A moment later, the door opened again, and Xu Jinnan entered, placing the glass of water on Shen Shu’s table.

    “Thank you,” Shen Shu said, her voice cool and distant, her gaze fixed on a game on her phone.

    Xu Jinnan looked down, thinking for a moment. “Tan Jie congratulated you earlier. I ignored her,” she said.

    “Okay,” Shen Shu replied, still not looking up.

    What’s so interesting about that puzzle game? Xu Jinnan wondered.

    She wasn’t offended by Shen Shu’s coldness, her mind elsewhere.

    Just then, Xinxin returned, carrying two heavy garment bags. “These are for tomorrow’s shoot,” she said.

    “Xinxin, can you help me with the zipper?” Shen Shu asked, putting down her phone. The dress was a fitted design, and she couldn’t reach the zipper.

    “CEO Xu, can you help Shu Shu? I need to get a couple more outfits,” Xinxin said.

    Xu Jinnan paused, her gaze drawn to Shen Shu’s back, the smooth skin shimmering with glitter, the nude-colored sequins accentuating the elegant lines of her spine.

    A breathtakingly beautiful sight.

    After a moment of silence, Shen Shu, looking at Xu Jinnan’s reflection in the mirror, said, “She can’t. You do it.”

    She can’t?

    How many times had Shen Shu said that now?

    Xu Jinnan’s eyes darkened as she looked at Shen Shu’s back, then she placed one hand on the back of Shen Shu’s chair, the other on the table in front of her, leaning in close, as if enclosing Shen Shu in a protective embrace.

    She smiled faintly. “Xinxin, why don’t you go ahead? I’ll take care of this.”

  • Captivating Beauty 55p1

    Chapter 55 p1

    Shen Shu met her gaze for a brief moment, then calmly looked away.

    Xu Jinnan raised an eyebrow. Shen Shu’s expression said, I knew you wouldn’t.

    A playful glint entered Xu Jinnan’s eyes, and she leaned closer, her lips brushing against Shen Shu’s reddened earlobe, her warm breath a gentle caress.

    A shiver ran down Shen Shu’s spine, the heat of Xu Jinnan’s breath, like the warmth of the sun, radiating outwards.

    The privacy divider in the car slowly rose, enclosing them in a small, intimate space.

    Xu Jinnan didn’t seem to notice, her head still bowed, her lips close to Shen Shu’s ear.

    “Shu Shu,” she murmured, her voice husky, “does it still hurt? Should I blow on it again?”

    Shen Shu’s breath hitched, a blush spreading across her cheeks and earlobes. She turned her head slightly, wanting to see Xu Jinnan’s expression.

    The sudden proximity and the intoxicating scent of Shen Shu’s pheromones made Xu Jinnan instinctively pull back a few centimeters, her gaze shifting from Shen Shu’s flushed cheek to her lips, then to her eyes.

    Their eyes met again, the air in the enclosed space suddenly charged with tension.

    Just then, their phones vibrated simultaneously.

    Xu Jinnan smiled faintly. “Guess who that is? I think it might be your little friend.”

    “You’re in my work group chat too,” Shen Shu retorted.

    “Want to make a bet?”

    “On what?”

    “A favor,” Xu Jinnan suggested.

    “Alright,” Shen Shu agreed.

    She took out her phone, and a notification from Cai Ying popped up in the “No PDA Allowed” group chat.

    “I lose,” Xu Jinnan said. “What do you want?”

    “I wouldn’t waste a favor from Miss Shen on something trivial,” Xu Jinnan replied, a smile playing on her lips as she opened the group chat. “I’ll hold onto it for now.”

    Cai Ying: [Screaming incoherently]

    Cai Ying: [@Xu Jinnan @Shen Shu Are you done yet? Are you free? Can you join the voice chat?!!!]

    Cai Ying: [Why didn’t you invite me?!]

    Cai Ying: [I missed part of it. Shu Shu, did that bitch hit you? I heard your agent say something about protecting you??? Tell me what happened!!!]

    Cai Ying: [@Xu Jinnan I saw that kick! So cool! Xu Jinnan, tell me, after you turned off the live stream, did you beat her up?! If you say no, I’ll lose all respect for you!!!!!]

    Xu Jinnan: [You’re hurting my eyes.]

    Cai Ying sent a voice message. “Where’s Shu Shu? Did that bitch hurt her? The internet is going crazy! Can you join the voice chat?”

    Xu Jinnan and Shen Shu exchanged a look, then called Cai Ying.

    Cai Ying hung up and immediately initiated a video call.

    Xu Jinnan handed the phone to Shen Shu.

    “Shu Shu, let me see! Are you hurt?” Cai Ying’s earlier excitement had vanished, replaced by concern, having received no response to her frantic messages.

    It was almost 8 p.m., the city lights visible through the car windows, but the back seat was still dimly lit.

    Shen Shu angled her head slightly, showing Cai Ying her ear. “It’s fine.”

    “It looks a little red in this light. How can it be fine? Xu Jinnan, how could you let her get hurt?! This is your fault!”

    “Yes, it’s my fault,” Xu Jinnan said, her voice serious.

    Shen Shu, without looking up, murmured, “It wasn’t her fault.”

    “Oh, defending her already? It’s so red! It must hurt! Did she hit your face too? Your face looks a little red too,” Cai Ying said, her concern evident.

    “No, it’s just the lighting,” Shen Shu replied.

    Xu Jinnan looked at Shen Shu’s ear again.

    It was definitely redder than before, but the dim lighting in the car made it difficult to tell how bad it was.

    After a few more questions about the incident, and learning that Xu Jinnan had indeed “beaten up” Qiao Rui, Cai Ying’s mood improved considerably.

    “You go, girl! That bitch deserves it! She hit my Shu Shu! I hope she gets beaten up in prison every day!”

    Xu Jinnan said that certain types of criminals weren’t well-received in prison, especially those convicted of sex crimes, particularly those involving minors. Qiao Rui’s life wouldn’t be easy.

    Cai Ying suggested having dinner together the next day, but Xu Jinnan had work, so they agreed to meet for lunch with Shen Shu.

    After discussing the online frenzy, Cai Ying briefly mentioned Han Ling, saying things were progressing well, but they weren’t officially dating yet. She would let them know when they were.

    Shen Shu didn’t comment. As Xu Jinnan had said, Cai Ying was an adult and could make her own decisions. She couldn’t treat her like a child, even if she was worried.

    They arrived at Xingcheng International, and Xu Jinnan asked Viola to take the car back.

    “CEO Xu, what time should I pick you up tomorrow morning?”

    Xu Jinnan thought for a moment, then turned to Shen Shu. “What time are you leaving?”

    “10:30 a.m. I’ll drive myself,” Shen Shu replied. She was planning to read scripts in the morning and meet Cai Ying at 11 a.m.

    She subtly observed Viola, who had long, wavy auburn hair and pleasant, though not conventionally beautiful, features, the kind that grew on you.

    “I have a meeting at 9 a.m. Come at 8:30 a.m.,” Xu Jinnan said to Viola.

    “Certainly.”

    Back at the apartment, Xu Jinnan turned on the lights and walked over to Shen Shu, bending down to examine her ear.

    “This side is definitely redder,” she said, her hand gently brushing against Shen Shu’s earlobe, which felt hot to the touch.

    “It’s a little warm,” she commented.

    Shen Shu’s heart skipped a beat. Her first instinct wasn’t to pull away; Xu Jinnan’s hand was soft, her skin smooth.

    Xu Jinnan went to the freezer, retrieved an ice pack, wrapped it in a washcloth, and handed it to Shen Shu. “Take a shower first, then use this,” she said.

    Shen Shu stood there for a moment, listening to the faint chirping of cicadas, or perhaps it was something else. Her thoughts were scattered.

    She watched as Xu Jinnan took a washcloth from the bathroom and wrapped it around the ice pack.

    Even with such a simple task, Xu Jinnan was careful and attentive.

    It made her feel strangely cherished, as if she was truly important, her heart warming at the gesture.

    Then, a thought crossed her mind, and the warmth faded slightly.

    Don’t be like Esmeralda, she reminded herself. Don’t be blinded by fleeting emotions.

    But as Xu Jinnan returned with the ice pack, testing it against her own cheek before handing it to Shen Shu, Shen Shu thought, Perhaps even Esmeralda couldn’t have helped herself.

    After her shower, Xu Jinnan sat in the living room for a while, as usual, then finally had time to check Weibo.

    Several trending topics caught her eye.

    #CheatingBitchExposedLive

    #ShenShuWeibo

    #ShenShuAgentGetsRevenge

    Two of them were still trending high.

    The live stream had been posted on Shen Shu’s Weibo account, the caption, “A cheater’s just desserts,” suggested by Tong Jia.

    She noticed Xia Chun had reposted it, but didn’t think much of it.

    The replay was still available, with over a hundred thousand views and countless comments.

    My wife is so badass! I love her!

    Yes! Rot in jail! Shu Shu is amazing! Poor agent, but I admire her courage! Expose all the cheaters!

    Is that my wife’s wife who kicked her? So cool! I’m shipping them now!

    Supporting Shu Shu! Hugs for the agent! Everything will be alright. Justice will prevail!

    Thank you for exposing this! Thank you for showing everyone the true face of evil! While this isn’t ideal, it takes courage to stand up like this! I hope this serves as a warning to all cheaters! Those sixty-something women must be shaking in their boots right now! This is karma!

    These were the top comments, with thousands of likes.

    Many of them were about the social significance of the incident.

    Xu Jinnan’s gaze lingered on the word “wife.”

    Wife? she thought, a silent smile playing on her lips. Do they have a marriage certificate?

    She clicked on the third trending topic and saw the top reply: The NanShu CP super topic is open! Join us!

    Nan… Shu? What kind of name is that?

    Curious, she clicked on the link.

    There were already over thirty posts.

    The first one, a giveaway post, was from a user named “WhoDaresBreakUpMyCP.”

    NanShu CP Super Topic (Xu Jinnan x Shen Shu). Check in for a month + like, comment, and repost, and ten lucky winners will receive a 50,000 yuan red envelope. Monthly giveaway, no expiration date.

    The accompanying image was… their marriage certificate.

    Xu Jinnan: “…” 500,000 yuan per month, with no expiration date.

    Were fans this rich nowadays?

    She reread the post, a smile playing on her lips. It was rather amusing.

    She followed the super topic and the user “WhoDaresBreakUpMyCP,” then checked in, reposting the giveaway post and adding a comment, mimicking the others: Long live the CP! Hoping to win!

    She chuckled at her own comment.

    Remembering her earlier troubles, she set her privacy settings to only allow messages from followers.

    She immediately received a private message from ShuShu’sNumberOneFan.

    ShuShu’sNumberOneFan: [Crying emoji Boss Lady, you’re a CP fan?!]

    ShuShu’sNumberOneFan: [I’m Shu Shu’s solo stan!]

    RichSisterWithStamina: [?]

    Oh, right.

    Just then, a notification from her work group chat popped up.

    They were discussing the “Show” live streaming app, which had been developed using modified open-source code. It wasn’t the final product yet and still had some glitches, occasionally lagging when there were too many users.

    But Xu Jinnan was satisfied with its popularity, even though it had been released earlier than planned.

    The download count had exceeded one hundred thousand, and donations had reached over one hundred fifty thousand yuan in just one hour.

    The initial success had boosted everyone’s morale.

    Short videos and live streaming would become the dominant form of entertainment in the future, and she had been focusing most of her energy on this project, even designing the app’s icon herself – a white “Show” logo on a black background, surrounded by a translucent rainbow halo.

    Their next step was to recruit streamers, which would be a significant expense.

    Xu Jinnan did some quick calculations, then concluded – she was rich.

    After discussing the next steps with her team, someone suggested: [After this is over, should we have a team-building event?]

    Xu Jinnan: [Sure.]

    Some suggested a camping trip with barbecue, others a day trip to a nearby scenic spot, and some suggested a farm stay.

    Xu Jinnan: [Camping sounds good.] A change of scenery would be nice.

    Designer Qi: [I know a great camping spot with hot springs! Looking forward to it!]

    Finance Director Nana: [CEO Xu, can we bring our families?]

    Xu Jinnan: [Of course.]

    HR: [So, CEO Xu will be bringing her wife~]

    Finance Director Nana: [We can meet the superstar then! Starry-eyed emoji]

    Xu Jinnan paused. Bringing Shen Shu to a camping trip with her employees wasn’t ideal, but it was too late to backtrack now.

    [We’ll discuss it later.]

    Speaking of Shen Shu, she suddenly remembered Shen Shu was starting filming her new drama next week, and she hadn’t asked about the fan support yet.

    She opened Weibo.

    ShuShu’sNumberOneFan was tagging her in the group chat.

    ShuShu’sNumberOneFan: [@RichSisterWithStamina Boss Lady!!! I wasn’t finished!!!]

    ShuShu’sNumberOneFan: [Boss Lady, please don’t block me! Hear me out!]

    ShuShu’sPuppy: [Hahaha, what did you do, Number One?]

    ShuShu’sNumberOneFan: [@RichSisterWithStamina For the sake of your CP, I’m willing to ship it!!!]

    MyNameIsKing: [lol]

    ShuFan: [Hahaha, I thought you were a solo stan?]

    ShuShu’sNumberOneFan: [That was before I saw the live stream! CEO Xu is such a badass! I’m totally shipping them now!]

    RichSisterWithStamina: [CEO Xu is definitely a badass.]

    RichSisterWithStamina: [How are the preparations for the fan support going?]

    ShuShu’sNumberOneFan: [!! Everything is perfect! It’s all coming together! Shu Shu will be so happy!]

    She posted a detailed list of their preparations, clearly well-organized and meticulously planned.

    These fans were truly dedicated, spending their time and effort, even their own money, to support Shen Shu, some of them even working full-time jobs and staying up late to counter negative comments.

    Xu Jinnan, touched by their dedication, unblocked ShuShu’sNumberOneFan and sent a message.

    RichSisterWithStamina: [Thank you for your hard work.]

    RichSisterWithStamina: [Red envelope]

    Weibo red envelopes had limits on the amount and number of recipients, so she maxed them both out.

    ShuShu’sPuppy: [Holy shit!!!]

    ShuShu’sPuppy: [Boss Lady!!! Can I be your fan too?!]

    ShuBaoYYDS: [It’s not about the money, it’s about your stamina. Blushing emoji]

    MyNameIsKing: [How are you guys so fast? Can your routers handle this much traffic?]

    Xu Jinnan raised an eyebrow. It was just a burner account; she could say whatever she wanted.

    RichSisterWithStamina: [Sorry, you can’t handle my stamina.]

    ShuShu’sNumberOneFan: [Hahaha!]

    ShuShu’sPuppy: [Hahaha!]

    A chorus of laughter followed.

    Shen Shu’s work group chat was also celebrating her rising popularity, her follower count approaching three million, but they were also offering words of comfort and support for Tong Jia.

    Tong Jia had sent a red envelope in the chat, suggesting a celebratory dinner tomorrow.

    While the Qiao Rui incident seemed to have been resolved perfectly, with Shen Shu, Sacred Heart Pictures, Tong Jia, and even Xu Jinnan benefiting from it, it had come at Tong Jia’s expense.

    Justice had been served, but it had also left a deep wound, a scar from a seven-year relationship.

    It would take time to heal.

    A long time.

    Xu Jinnan reviewed the day’s events. It was almost midnight. She had only had some noodles with Shen Shu for dinner and was feeling hungry.

    She got up and went to the kitchen, taking a package of sweet cream bread from the cupboard.

    As she took a bite, her phone slipped from her hand and fell to the floor, sliding under the sofa.

    Xu Jinnan: “…”

    She put down the bread, crouched down, and reached under the sofa, her fingers brushing against the edge of her phone. She pushed it further with her fingertips, then lowered her body, finally kneeling on the floor.

    The cold tiles sent a shiver down her spine.

    Just then, Shen Shu opened the bedroom door and saw Xu Jinnan kneeling on the floor, her black T-shirt riding up, her legs exposed.

    Shen Shu’s gaze lingered on the smooth skin of her thighs.

    “Xu Jinnan…” she said, her voice tight.

    Xu Jinnan, retrieving her phone, blew on it to remove the dust. “It fell,” she explained, standing up and meeting Shen Shu’s disapproving gaze. “Did I wake you?”

    Shen Shu didn’t reply, her gaze drawn to the smear of cream on the corner of Xu Jinnan’s lips, her lips a soft, peachy pink, the color of a ripening fruit.

    The sight made her want to reach out and touch them.

    “Come here,” she said.

    Xu Jinnan raised an eyebrow, puzzled, but walked over. “What’s—”

    Shen Shu gently wiped the cream from her lips. Xu Jinnan’s lips parted slightly as she spoke, and Shen Shu’s fingertip brushed against her lower lip.

    Xu Jinnan looked down at her, noticing the lingering redness on Shen Shu’s earlobes.

    “Cream,” Shen Shu said calmly, looking away and wiping her finger with a tissue.

    “Oh,” Xu Jinnan replied.

    She had been about to say she could wash it off herself.

    She watched as Shen Shu returned to her room, her thoughts wandering.

    After a moment, she went to wash her hands, then picked up the pastry again, a smile playing on her lips as she ate.

     

     

  • Captivating Beauty 54p3

    Chapter 54 p3

    They sat opposite each other at the table.

    Tong Jia poured Qiao Rui a glass of her favorite orange juice, the same brand she always bought.

    “Do you really want to go back to how things were?”

    Qiao Rui’s eyes lit up. “Of course, Jia Jia! We’ve been together for so many years. You’re not just my lover; you’re family. I’ve grown accustomed to you, and I know you don’t want to lose me either,” she said, her voice full of emotion.

    Tong Jia thought, How many times have I heard those words? How many times have I been fooled?

    “If you truly feel that way, then let’s be honest with each other.”

    “What do you want to know?”

    “I saw the messages you exchanged with your students. Did you sleep with all of them? Anyone even remotely attractive?”

    “Of course not, Jia Jia! I’m not that disgusting,” Qiao Rui said, the words making Tong Jia’s stomach churn. “Life was just so boring, and I needed some excitement. I never intended to sleep with my students. They were the ones who seduced me. I’m sorry, I just couldn’t resist… If you come back to me, I’ll change.”

    “Don’t lie to me. I read every single message. Based on your chat history, you’ve slept with sixty-five women in the past two years, most of them your students. And besides the married ones,” Tong Jia said, her voice firm and unwavering, “you also slept with several newly differentiated Omegas.”

    Qiao Rui’s face paled.

    Tong Jia looked at her, her voice cold. “Newly differentiated Omegas are still considered minors. Sleeping with a minor, regardless of consent, is statutory rape. That’s why you used Shen Shu to threaten me, isn’t it?”

    “You…”

    Tong Jia had only seen the messages, no names. How had she found out so quickly?

    Qiao Rui put down her chopsticks, her gentle facade crumbling. “Jia Jia, you didn’t invite me here for dinner, did you? You’re threatening me too?”

    Tong Jia was silent for a long moment, then shook her head. “No, I just can’t understand. You knew it was illegal! How could you do that? Those students were minors!”

    “There were only three! And they weren’t my students!” Qiao Rui exclaimed, her voice rising in panic. “Jia Jia, I won’t do it again! Let’s just pretend this never happened, okay?”

    “Whether they were your students or not, they were still underage. Even if we got back together, how can I be sure it won’t happen again?”

    “Those incidents with the minors were last year. I was scared too. I swear, it won’t happen again!” Qiao Rui pleaded, her voice trembling slightly.

    She was scared.

    Tong Jia smiled, her carefully applied makeup failing to hide the coldness in her eyes. “So, you admit it. You slept with minors.”

    Qiao Rui, desperate to placate her, knowing this could ruin her career, her life, said, “Yes, I admit it. But I said it won’t happen again! Jia Jia, I was wrong! I truly was! I regretted it every time, but I also felt lucky…”

    Tong Jia’s expression remained unchanged.

    “If it happens again, do whatever you want. Even if you expose me and ruin my career, I won’t say a word!” Qiao Rui said, her voice and expression sincere.

    “Qiao Rui, if you had said that from the start, perhaps things wouldn’t have come to this,” Tong Jia said, standing up. “But you were too scared, so you made the wrong choice. I can’t believe I loved someone like you.”

    She glanced towards the closed bedroom door. “CEO Xu, Shu Shu, you can come out now.”

    As soon as she finished speaking, the door opened.

    Xu Jinnan emerged, scrolling through her phone.

    Qiao Rui, turning to see her, was stunned. “Xu… you?!”

    Xu Jinnan walked over to the bookshelf, gestured towards a small camera hidden in a gap between the books, then looked at Qiao Rui. “Miss Qiao, say hello to our viewers,” she said calmly.

    “What are you talking about?” Qiao Rui asked, her blood running cold. “Live stream…?”

    She instinctively lunged towards Xu Jinnan, trying to grab the camera.

    Xu Jinnan kicked her to the floor. “I said say hello to the viewers, not to me,” she said coldly.

    The camera’s view zoomed out slightly, showing the room.

    The link to the live stream had been circulating on Weibo since Qiao Rui entered the apartment, and Xu Jinnan had paid to have it promoted as a trending topic.

    And with Shen Shu’s recent popularity, she had included Shen Shu’s name and tagged her Weibo account, along with Sacred Heart Pictures’ official account, in the post.

    A public spectacle.

    #CheatingBitchExposedLive

    #ShenShuAgentGetsRevenge

    #ShowLiveStreamDownload

    The hashtags quickly trended.

    The comments sections exploded.

    Within minutes, the first two live stream links had over two thousand comments each.

    The viewer count on the first link jumped from five thousand to over ten thousand, everyone eager to witness the drama unfold.

    While online exposés were common, a live stream broadcast of a confrontation like this was a first.

    Combined with the sensitive topic of infidelity, the hashtags exploded.

    The comments section was a flurry of activity.

    Holy shit, what a bitch! Call the police!

    Who’s the one who kicked her? So badass!

    A minor?!?!?!

    This trash deserves to die!

    Beat her up!

    Just tuned in. What happened?

    I want to watch the replay! What about a minor?

    Isn’t she a dance teacher? I think I’ve seen her before.

    For those who missed it, the cheating bitch in gray slept with 65 women behind her girlfriend’s back (Shen Shu’s agent), most of them students, including three minors (she claims they weren’t her students, but admitted to sleeping with three minors). Afraid of being exposed, she tried to use Shen Shu as leverage… and now Shen Shu’s wife and her agent are getting their revenge.

    Don’t try to scheme against someone smarter than you.

    Thanks for the summary! Did anyone call the police? I just did.

    Is that Xu Jinnan, the one with the powerful background?

    I want the contact information of those 65 women…

    The comments flew by too quickly to read.

    The viewer count continued to climb. People watching in cafes, offices, buses, subways, even bathrooms… all glued to their screens, witnessing the drama unfold in that small apartment.

    Qiao Rui scrambled to her feet, looking at Tong Jia in disbelief. “Tong Jia, you tricked me?!”

    “You have the nerve to say that?” Tong Jia retorted. “I never knew you were such a good liar. But it doesn’t matter. Qiao Rui, you have to pay for your actions.”

    “Do you want something to eat?” Xu Jinnan asked, her voice cold. “You won’t get such fine dining in prison.”

    Qiao Rui gritted her teeth, her forehead damp with sweat, her heart pounding in her chest.

    “You’re ruining me, Tong Jia! You’re ruining my life!” she shrieked, sweeping the dishes off the table. “Tong Jia!!!”

    Tong Jia, looking at her frantic expression, her own eyes reddening slightly, said, her voice cold and hard, “You ruined yourself, Qiao Rui. You ruined yourself the moment you started living this disgusting life. Spend the rest of your days rotting in jail.”

    “You bitch!!”

    Qiao Rui lunged at Tong Jia, raising her hand to strike. Shen Shu, standing beside Tong Jia, instinctively stepped in front of her, shielding her.

    The blow landed on Shen Shu’s ear, the impact stinging, the skin instantly turning red.

    The casual amusement vanished from Xu Jinnan’s face. She grabbed Qiao Rui’s hair, yanking her head back.

    “Let go of me!” Qiao Rui screamed.

    Tong Jia turned to Shen Shu, her voice filled with concern. “Shu Shu, are you okay?! Why did you do that?!”

    “I’m fine,” Shen Shu replied, shaking her head.

    “Tong Jia, turn off the live stream,” Xu Jinnan said coldly, her voice brooking no argument.

    Qiao Rui, struggling in her grasp, reached for Xu Jinnan’s hand.

    Xu Jinnan shoved her to the floor, then, bending down, quickly pinned her arms behind her back.

    Tong Jia looked at Qiao Rui, then at Xu Jinnan, and without hesitation, went to turn off the live stream.

    “Let go of me! Xu Jinnan! Tong Jia, after all these years, this is how you treat me?! I never wanted to hurt you! Tong Jia! Ah!” Qiao Rui screamed, her Alpha pheromones surging as she struggled against Xu Jinnan’s hold.

    Shen Shu, though an S-class Omega, felt a wave of nausea from Qiao Rui’s B-class pheromones and reached out to steady Tong Jia, whose face had paled.

    Despite her anger and betrayal, she still cared about Qiao Rui, perhaps even loved her.

    Qiao Rui, her face contorted in a mask of rage and despair, her life seemingly crumbling before her eyes, looked terrifying.

    “Shu Shu, I’ve asked Viola to call the police. Go check if they’re here,” Xu Jinnan said, wanting to get them out of the room.

    “Xu Jinnan, you…” Shen Shu began.

    “Just go,” Xu Jinnan said gently.

    They left the apartment, closing the door behind them.

    Tong Jia stood at the doorway, listening to Qiao Rui’s screams, her eyelashes fluttering, not out of sympathy for Qiao Rui, but for herself, for the seven years she had wasted.

    –Five minutes later,

    Xu Jinnan returned to the living room, carrying a chair, and sat down in front of Qiao Rui, who was still struggling on the floor.

    The pain of being suppressed by a stronger Alpha was more agonizing than any physical blow, a primal fear coursing through her veins.

    Xu Jinnan crossed her legs, casually wiping her hands with a wet wipe. “Such weak pheromones, and you dared to challenge me? You’re truly delusional,” she said, her voice laced with contempt.

    Qiao Rui looked up, her face bruised and bloodied, her lip split. She tried to speak, but only a scream escaped her lips.

    Just as the door opened, Xu Jinnan stood up, looking down at her. “You might not know this, but before this happened, Tong Jia was planning to propose. Too bad. You don’t deserve her.”


    Qiao Rui was arrested and charged with statutory rape.

    The live stream recording, the text messages, and the testimonies of the three minors were more than enough to put her away for a long time.

    Xu Jinnan, Shen Shu, and Tong Jia also gave statements to the police.

    ….

    —It was past 7 p.m.

    While Shen Shu stayed with Tong Jia, Viola, standing in the hallway, gave Xu Jinnan a work update. Xu Li had already started contacting luxury brands for the North District project, and she asked if they should also be involved.

    Xu Jinnan listened, then said, “You’re adapting quickly.”

    Viola smiled confidently. “You interviewed me personally. You should know what I’m capable of.”

    Just as Xu Jinnan was about to reply, the bedroom door opened.

    Shen Shu emerged, pausing as she saw the smiles on their faces. “Tong Jia is going back to her parents’ house,” she said.

    “Oh, then let’s go. We’ll drive her,” Xu Jinnan said.

    “Okay.”

    Xu Jinnan sat in the passenger seat, Shen Shu and Tong Jia in the back.

    They drove in silence, and after dropping Tong Jia off, she thanked them.

    Xu Jinnan didn’t say anything, but Shen Shu said, “We’ll be here for you, Tong Jia.”

    “Don’t worry, I’ve been through worse. I’ll recover quickly,” Tong Jia replied.

    Xu Jinnan suddenly remembered Zhou Pei’s comment about Tong Jia’s “bad reputation” when she had first given her the information about Sacred Heart Pictures.

    She had later learned that Tong Jia’s “bad reputation” wasn’t due to any personal scandals, but rather her high standards and demanding nature, and her refusal to allow her artists to be exploited.

    While she seemed easygoing and driven by profit, she had strong principles.

    As Viola drove, Xu Jinnan sat in the back with Shen Shu.

    She noticed the redness on Shen Shu’s ear, a testament to the force of Qiao Rui’s slap.

    She frowned. “I should have slapped her harder.”

    “I’m fine,” Shen Shu said.

    When she had entered the room, Qiao Rui’s face had been bruised and bloodied, and she could barely stand. Xu Jinnan had already been quite forceful.

    Then, a thought crossed her mind. If Xu Jinnan was an Omega, even if she wasn’t affected by Alpha pheromones, she shouldn’t have been able to overpower Qiao Rui so easily. But the Alpha at the motel hadn’t affected her either.

    Neither had Qiao Rui.

    But she quickly dismissed the thought. It didn’t matter.

    She suddenly realized something – Xu Jinnan’s lack of self-consciousness around her, her casual attire…

    She had seen Xu Jinnan in short skirts, slip dresses, even wrapped in a towel, her leg carelessly exposed that morning, seemingly unconcerned about Shen Shu’s reaction.

    Shen Shu’s fingers twitched.

    Whether Xu Jinnan was an Alpha or an Omega, it meant she didn’t see Shen Shu as a romantic interest.

    Oh, right. Xu Jinnan had said she wasn’t interested in Omegas.

    Shen Shu took a deep breath.

    “Does it still hurt?” she asked.

    Xu Jinnan, noticing the subtle shift in Shen Shu’s expression, assumed she was referring to her ear.

    Shen Shu, smelling the faint, sunny scent of Xu Jinnan’s pheromones, turned to her, and for some reason, asked, “What if it does?”

    Xu Jinnan, surprised by her question, said jokingly, “Want me to kiss it better?” She suddenly regretted not knocking Qiao Rui’s teeth out.

    “Go ahead,” Shen Shu said, meeting her gaze.

    “?”

    Xu Jinnan paused, looking at Shen Shu’s calm, almost challenging expression.

    Was she being… flirted with?

  • Captivating Beauty 54p2

    Chapter 54 p2

    Wanting a good night’s sleep, Xu Jinnan had instructed her staff not to contact her before 10 a.m.

    She slept soundly for the rest of the night, until a knock on the door woke her.

    “Come in. It’s not locked,” she called out, her voice still thick with sleep.

    Shen Shu opened the door and saw Xu Jinnan’s long, pale leg draped over the blanket.

    Xu Jinnan, having changed into a T-shirt after the mango incident, was lying on her side, the hem of the shirt riding up slightly.

    Shen Shu quickly looked away, realizing Xu Jinnan rarely seemed self-conscious in front of her.

    Her thoughts raced.

    “Tong Jia called. Something happened,” she said. She had missed the call while she was in the kitchen and had seen a missed call notification from Tong Jia on Xu Jinnan’s phone as well.

    “What is it?”

    “Check your WeChat, or call her back. She tried calling you first,” Shen Shu said.

    Xu Jinnan reached for her phone.

    As soon as she answered, Tong Jia’s voice, choked with emotion, said, “Xu Jinnan, I’m sorry. I need your help.” Despite the tremor in her voice, her tone was relatively calm.

    “Tell me what happened,” Xu Jinnan said.

    Tong Jia explained the situation.

    After returning to her parents’ house, she had thought about it for a day, then sent the messages from Qiao Rui’s iPad, along with a long, heartfelt letter, pouring out all her pain and anger.

    She wasn’t one to cling to a lost cause, but Qiao Rui’s betrayal was deeply hurtful, enough to scar her emotionally.

    She needed an apology, a sense of closure.

    She needed an explanation from Qiao Rui.

    And an end to their relationship.

    Qiao Rui had called her back, but instead of an apology or an explanation…

    She had threatened her.

    “She said many of those women are influential, some of them quite powerful. If those messages were leaked, it could damage my reputation. She asked me to let it go, for the sake of our seven years together, and just break up peacefully.”

    “Peacefully? Hahaha, that’s rich!” Tong Jia exclaimed. “She cheats on me, sleeps around, and tells me to let it go for the sake of our relationship?” She took a deep breath, and even through the phone’s speaker, Xu Jinnan and Shen Shu could sense her trembling with rage.

    Even Shen Shu couldn’t help but mutter, “Disgusting.”

    “I can’t believe it. Seven years, and I never really knew her. I never imagined she could be so shameless! And her tone, so calm and reasonable, as if she was doing me a favor! I told her I would make her regret this, and you know what she said?”

    “She asked if I didn’t care about my own career, didn’t I care about Shen Shu’s? If this blew up, as Shen Shu’s agent, I would drag her down with me.”

    Xu Jinnan leaned back against the headboard, a cold smile playing on her lips as she looked at Shen Shu.

    “Oh, that’s what she said?”

    Two hours later, Tong Jia arrived at Shen Shu’s apartment.

    Xu Jinnan and Shen Shu sat together on the sofa, Tong Jia on a nearby armchair, her hands wrapped around a mug of warm water, her demeanor subdued.

    In less than two days, she seemed to have aged, her eyes sunken and dark-circled, her face thinner than before, her usually stylish short hair unkempt.

    Qiao Rui’s betrayal had clearly devastated her.

    “Let me ask you something first,” Xu Jinnan said, her voice calm. “No matter what I do to Qiao Rui, you’ll support me, right?”

    “Yes,” Tong Jia replied without hesitation.

    Xu Jinnan nodded, relieved by her unwavering response.

    Even if Tong Jia had hesitated, she wouldn’t have let Qiao Rui off easily. Dragging Shen Shu into this had crossed a line.

    Qiao Rui had told Tong Jia that as Shen Shu’s agent, and the owner of the company she was signed with, if the news of her infidelity got out, and if any of her powerful lovers were affected, it would damage both their reputations.

    They would blame Tong Jia, perhaps even blacklisting her in the industry.

    Even if public opinion favored Tong Jia, it would still damage her career.

    And as Tong Jia’s artist, Shen Shu would inevitably be affected as well.

    “She knows you well enough to know you would expose her. And she also knows you’re sentimental, so she used Shen Shu as leverage,” Xu Jinnan said, picking up her glass of water.

    “And she acted like she was doing it for my sake,” Tong Jia said, her voice laced with bitterness. “Saying she was worried about my reputation and Shen Shu’s. She was just protecting herself. I knew she was indecisive sometimes, even a little cowardly, but I never imagined she was like this. I feel so stupid.” Seven years.

    How had she been so blind?

    “It’s okay,” Xu Jinnan said. “Now, let’s discuss our next move.”

    Tong Jia held the mug, the water now cold.

    “The more she wants to keep this quiet, the more I want to expose her. But she’s right, I don’t care about my own career, but I have to consider Shen Shu’s. She’s just starting out…” This was the reason she had hesitated, finally coming to Xu Jinnan for help.

    If it only concerned her, she wouldn’t be afraid.

    Shen Shu’s heart warmed, hearing Tong Jia’s words. Even in her anger and despair, she was still prioritizing Shen Shu’s well-being.

    Not everyone would do that.

    “It’s fine,” Shen Shu said after a moment. “How powerful can her lovers be, compared to Xu Jinnan?” Her tone was calm, simply stating a fact.

    Tong Jia looked up, a spark returning to her eyes.

    “You two are ridiculous. Just break up already,” she muttered.

    Xu Jinnan’s heart leaped, a smile playing on her lips. “She’s saying it’s not as simple as it seems,” she said to Tong Jia.

    “What do you mean?”

    “There aren’t many people in North City who would dare to cross me openly,” Xu Jinnan explained. “No matter how influential Qiao Rui’s lovers are, do you think they would risk offending me?” Anyone with even a little sense, even someone like the Han family, wouldn’t antagonize Tong Jia for this. In fact, considering Shen Shu’s connection to Xu Jinnan, they would likely blame Qiao Rui.

    That was the key.

    “Qiao Rui knows me well enough to know what I’m capable of. She risked offending me by dragging Shen Shu into this, meaning she was more afraid of this getting out than of my wrath,” Xu Jinnan said.

    Tong Jia hadn’t considered this.

    “Write down all the names and numbers from those messages. We’ll investigate each one. There’s either someone more powerful than me involved, or a deeper secret we don’t know about,” Xu Jinnan said.

    Sixty-five numbers.

    And that was just from the past two years. Who knew how many more there were?

    Xu Jinnan handed the list to her new secretary, Viola. It was her first day on the job, a good opportunity to assess her abilities.

    After all, she hadn’t hired her just for the North District project.

    About four hours later, Viola sent her the information – names, ages, occupations, etc.

    Xu Jinnan and Shen Shu, sitting side by side, reviewed the data.

    Their eyes met as they reached a particular entry.

    “What’s wrong?” Tong Jia asked.

    “Wait,” Xu Jinnan said, continuing to scroll.

    A minute later, she handed the iPad to Tong Jia, her voice cold. “No wonder.”

    Shen Shu’s face darkened. She took a deep breath. “She’s irredeemable.”

    Tong Jia, sensing their reaction, had a bad feeling. She started reading, her grip on the iPad tightening as she reached the end.

    “That bitch!” she exclaimed, her voice shaking with rage.

    Shen Shu gently took her hand, trying to calm her down, then took the iPad from her.

    “I’m fine,” Tong Jia said, her face pale, her voice strained. “What are we going to do? Even if she begs for forgiveness, I won’t forgive her! Xu Jinnan, no matter the cost, help me ruin her! I want her to suffer!”

    “Call her. Invite her to your apartment,” Xu Jinnan said calmly.

    Qiao Rui arrived a little after 4 p.m., wearing a gray T-shirt and jeans that accentuated her dancer’s physique.

    Her posture was elegant, her expression gentle, her demeanor calm and composed.

    As she entered Tong Jia’s apartment, the familiar aroma of home-cooked food, the same scent that had filled this space for the past seven years, brought a pang of nostalgia.

    She wasn’t without feelings for Tong Jia; they had been together for seven years, after all.

    But seven years was a long time.

    Long enough for the passion to fade, even when they were lying in bed together.

    But she had grown accustomed to Tong Jia’s love and care. If Tong Jia hadn’t found out, if things could just go back to how they were…

    She looked at Tong Jia’s back as she moved about the kitchen, at the food on the table, and felt a surge of longing.

    “Jia Jia,” she said softly, the familiar endearment slipping out.

    Tong Jia didn’t turn around. She opened the rice cooker, filled two bowls, and said, “Wash your hands. Dinner’s ready,” as if nothing had happened.

    “You’re making me think you might take me back,” Qiao Rui said.

    “I won’t,” Tong Jia replied. “But we were together for so long…” She paused, her fingers tightening around the bowl. “Let’s at least have a proper ending, like the day we started our relationship.”

    Qiao Rui walked closer and noticed the dishes were the same as the ones they had eaten that day.

    A wave of affection washed over her. “Jia Jia, I know you still care. I do too. You’re still in my heart. Perhaps we can talk… and find a way to resolve this without things getting ugly.”

    “How do you propose we talk?”

    “Jia Jia, I was wrong, but my feelings for you have always been true. At least emotionally, I haven’t betrayed you. I love you.”

    “So, physical infidelity doesn’t count as betrayal?” Tong Jia asked, her voice cold.

    Qiao Rui looked down at her. “It doesn’t have to be so complicated. If you can’t accept it, I can change. We can go back to how things were…”

    Tong Jia looked at her, her gaze distant, as if looking at a stranger.

    “Let’s eat first,” she said calmly.

  • Captivating Beauty 54p1

    Chapter 54 p1

    Xu Jinnan’s breath hitched, her gaze fixed on the glistening mango slices sliding down her dress, settling in the valley of her cleavage.

    Like a decadent still life, a human fruit platter framed by the dark wood of her décolletage.

    Shen Shu’s lips felt dry, her throat tightening as Xu Jinnan looked up, her words catching in her throat.

    But the heat in her eyes lingered, making Xu Jinnan’s voice falter slightly.

    “Shu Shu… can you get the box…?”

    Shen Shu’s nightgown was a simple, plain blue-gray, unlike the lacy one she had given Xu Jinnan.

    The neckline of her robe was, as always, high, covering her collarbone.

    The exposed skin of her neck, her cheeks, and her earlobes were all flushed a delicate pink, like rosebuds on a trellis.

    A captivating blend of passion and shyness.

    The emotions in Shen Shu’s eyes made Xu Jinnan’s heart pound.

    Then, as Shen Shu lowered her gaze and reached for the box, Xu Jinnan caught the intoxicating scent of her pheromones.

    “You should clean that up,” Shen Shu said, her voice slightly breathless, her gaze fixed on the spilled mangoes.

    “Right,” Xu Jinnan replied, though she had already intended to.

    The thin layer of juice had dried, leaving a sticky residue, the coldness of the fruit no longer perceptible against her skin.

    She would take a shower after cleaning up.

    But even as she cleaned, she couldn’t forget the charged atmosphere from moments ago.

    As she turned around, holding the box, she noticed a trail of juice on the floor, then saw a single mango slice fall from her dress.

    Shen Shu felt a strange compulsion, her first thought, It still carries her warmth…

    “Tsk,” Xu Jinnan muttered, likely annoyed by the fallen mango.

    If Shen Shu had known the consequences of that instinctive glance, she wouldn’t have looked up – Xu Jinnan, holding the plate over her cleavage, her long, elegant fingers picking out the mango slices one by one, the juice staining the thin, almost translucent fabric of her dress, clinging to her skin.

    The outline of her body beneath the fabric was faintly visible.

    They switched tasks, Xu Jinnan cleaning up the spilled mangoes while Shen Shu wiped the box and took it to the bedroom.

    “You go shower first. I’ll clean this up,” Shen Shu said as Xu Jinnan finished cleaning herself and was about to mop the floor.

    Xu Jinnan didn’t argue. She needed a shower…

    When she emerged from the bathroom, the floor was clean, and Shen Shu was boiling water in the kitchen, staring at the kettle, lost in thought.

    The flush had faded from her face.

    Xu Jinnan, wearing her black T-shirt, asked, “You said something about photos of Little Crescent Moon?”

    “Yes,” Shen Shu replied, pouring the hot water into a cup. “And two voice messages.” She glanced at the sofa.

    Xu Jinnan understood. “Should I get my phone?”

    “Yes.”

    “What’s the password?”

    “1212.”

    Xu Jinnan frowned slightly at the unfamiliar number, then opened WeChat on her phone.

    The photos Lin Wei had sent showed Little Crescent Moon wearing a white princess dress, a tiara on her head, and a pair of white, fluffy angel wings on her back.

    Her hands were raised above her head, forming “V” signs, a bright smile on her face.

    Xu Jinnan clicked on the voice messages.

    Little Crescent Moon’s voice, childish yet clear, said, “Auntie Nannan, Auntie Shen Shu, it’s Little Crescent Moon! I received the clothes you bought me! And I… I ate red braised pork today, and pork ribs for dinner, and fruit! The director said you bought the fruit, and she asked me to thank you on behalf of all the children! And…” She paused, taking a breath. “And I gave each of my friends two of the candies you bought me, because there weren’t many left, and I didn’t want to eat them all.”

    “Some of my friends were sad they didn’t get any, and I was sad too… so I gave them some anyway. Auntie Nannan, Auntie Shen Shu…”

    “Next time, I don’t want new clothes, or anything else. Just candy, okay?”

    Then, Shen Shu’s voice message played.

    “Of course! Auntie Nannan and I will buy you even prettier clothes and lots and lots of candy next time. Be a good girl and eat your dinner and go to sleep, okay?” Her voice was gentle and soothing.

    The sound, slightly distorted by the phone’s speaker, had a strange intimacy.

    Xu Jinnan’s ear tingled, and she glanced at Shen Shu, who was still looking down at the kettle, then quickly looked away.

    Little Crescent Moon hadn’t said anything else in the voice messages, just a brief exchange with Lin Wei, one sentence mentioning Xu Jinnan.

    Lin Wei: [How is Miss Xu doing lately?]

    Shen Shu: [My wife is fine. Thank you for your concern.]

    Xu Jinnan paused. She hadn’t heard Shen Shu use that term before, only seeing it online, when Shen Shu had publicly acknowledged their relationship.

    Not a sugar momma. My wife…

    “What’s so funny?” Shen Shu asked, looking up.

    Xu Jinnan smiled. “She’s adorable. Little Crescent Moon.”

    “Yes, she is,” Shen Shu agreed.

    Xu Jinnan hesitated, then said sincerely, “Your voice was adorable too, just now.”

    Shen Shu was taken aback, then thought, She’s good with words, always knows how to flatter people.

    “Not as adorable as you,” she retorted, “in your Winnie the Pooh pajamas.” She looked at Xu Jinnan, a playful glint in her eyes.

    Xu Jinnan: “…”

    And she says she’s not good with words?

    After Shen Shu returned to the bedroom, Xu Jinnan leaned against the doorway. “I just realized, what does my birthday have to do with Cai Ying’s novel? Is she writing me into it?”

    “Probably,” Shen Shu replied, still reading her script.

    It was just a guess.

    “What’s it about?”

    “I don’t know. She didn’t tell me,” Shen Shu said, realizing her answer sounded dismissive.

    “Oh,” Xu Jinnan said, seeing her engrossed in her script, then returned to the guest room, thoughtfully closing the door behind her.

    Shen Shu put down her script, exhaling slowly.

    She suppressed the familiar warmth spreading through her body and picked up the script again.

    It was covered in highlighted lines and notes. She had a good memory and had almost memorized her lines, now focusing on perfecting her delivery.

    She turned off the lights around midnight.

    She hadn’t been very productive today, especially after Xu Jinnan returned.

    She couldn’t deny the desire she had felt, the longing that had washed over her. She attributed it to her approaching heat cycle.

    An Omega’s sensitivity heightened during this period.

    She hadn’t been bothered by it before, but lately, like during her last heat, she had found herself drawn to Xu Jinnan.

    It was happening again.

    Her throat felt dry, her body still warm from that moment with the mango.

    It was as if she had been injected with an aphrodisiac, the image replaying in her mind even as she tried to focus on her script.

    She got up and drank some water, but it didn’t help.

    The curtains were slightly ajar, letting in a sliver of moonlight.

    She lay down on the bed, her long, dark hair spread out on the pillow, her eyes closed, her breathing gradually deepening – the image of Xu Jinnan and the mango resurfacing, a tantalizing thought taking root in her mind.

    In the darkness, she imagined a flushed Omega, her eyes closed, trembling, a soft moan escaping her lips.

    Xu Jinnan also stayed up late.

    With the added responsibility of the North District project, she had become even busier. She had hired a new secretary, who would be starting tomorrow. She had high standards, requiring someone who could quickly adapt and take initiative.

    She hoped this new secretary would free up some of her time, allowing her to focus on other matters.

    Like the Xu family’s secrets, and spending time with Shen Shu.

    The thought of Shen Shu made her pause, then she returned to the work reports on her phone.

    She finally fell asleep around 2 a.m., then woke up a few hours later, her brow furrowed.

    She felt a sudden sensation of falling, as if she had been pushed off a cliff. Not a single fall, but a series of endless descents, her body plummeting through darkness.

    She landed with a jolt, the falling sensation replaced by a vivid memory.

    She was three or four years old, her consciousness merged with the original Xu Jinnan’s.

    Small and vulnerable, she sat on the ground, her eyes wide with fear, staring at the open car door.

    “If you can keep up, I’ll let you in,” Xu Tao’s voice said.

    Then, the door slammed shut.

    She scrambled to her feet, her small body bundled in a puffy winter coat, reaching for the car door as if it were a lifeline. “Daddy, no! Don’t leave me!”

    She ran after the car, but every time she almost caught up, it would accelerate.

    She ran and cried, calling out to him.

    But she could never reach him.

    She stumbled and fell, the car disappearing in the distance.

    She seemed to see her father’s sneering face in the rearview mirror.

    It was cold.

    The sky was gray, the road was gray, the grass by the roadside was gray.

    Her white coat was now covered in dirt, the fabric torn at the elbows, revealing the white down feathers inside.

    She stood alone in the middle of the road, a small, insignificant speck, unnoticed and uncared for.

    After what felt like an eternity, the car returned, stopping in front of her.

    The black SUV’s door opened, and her father, a cigarette dangling from his lips, looked down at her. “Do you know what you did wrong?”

    Her face was numb from the cold, her hands frozen. She nodded, shivering. “Daddy, I know I was wrong. I won’t hide anymore.”

    “We’re going to your grandmother’s house. If you embarrass me in front of the family, you’ll be punished.”

    She nodded fearfully, her ears stinging from the cold wind. She covered one ear with her hand.

    Finally, he said, “Get in.”

    Another memory.

    Her dirty white coat was deemed too embarrassing, so she was given a new one, also white.

    A large house with white walls and black tiles, several buildings connected, red lanterns hanging festively.

    It wasn’t a lively atmosphere; the house felt strangely quiet.

    As she stood by the entrance, a plump woman approached, and she instinctively tried to hide, but the woman grabbed her face, pinching her cheeks, her other hand gripping her arm.

    “Call me ‘Auntie’,” the woman said.

    She struggled to free herself, then mumbled the word.

    The woman smiled, satisfied, her purple fingernails tracing a path down the little girl’s cheek. “Xu Tao actually managed to produce such a beautiful daughter.” It was her aunt, Xu Lian.

    The elderly woman, her grandmother, had three sons and one daughter.

    Xu Jinnan’s own consciousness returned, like a soul returning to its body. She could see the original Xu Jinnan and her surroundings.

    Xu Lian was of average height, heavier than Xu Tao, her cheeks puffing out when she smiled.

    Her smile, directed at the little girl, was unsettling.

    Then, Xu Tao’s voice came from behind them.

    “Xu Lian, do you know whose daughter you’re touching?” he asked, walking over, a cigarette dangling from his lips.

    Xu Lian chuckled. “Look who’s talking. Can’t I even tease her a little?”

    “Don’t push your luck.”

    “We don’t even know if she’s an Alpha yet, let alone an S-class. If she turns out to be an Omega… then your precious daughter is a failure.”

    “Shut up!” Xu Tao snapped, as if she had uttered a curse.

    Xu Lian sneered. “Mother has so much faith in your genes, already making plans for her future.”

    “Let me remind you, you can tease the other children all you want, but don’t touch the one meant for our branch of the family. If anything happens to her, Mother won’t forgive you.”

    The next memory was of the original Xu Jinnan running, Xu Jinnan’s consciousness merging with hers again, as she ran towards a courtyard.

    A small, traditional courtyard. She didn’t remember how she got there.

    Besides a few dark, closed-off rooms, the courtyard was small and easily surveyed – a small water tank in the corner, a rocking chair, and a swing set.

    Then, she saw her aunt emerge from one of the rooms, carrying another child.

    A little girl, about the same age as her, or perhaps younger?

    She wasn’t sure, because the little girl was so thin, like a small cat.

    The little girl’s mouth was covered, and she struggled in Xu Lian’s grasp, but to no avail.

    Afraid of Xu Lian, Xu Jinnan hid behind the water tank.

    She heard the little girl’s muffled sobs as Xu Lian sat down on a chair, placing the little girl face down on her lap and slapping her.

    “Be quiet! Xu Tao told me not to touch you, but I want to see what Mother will do. Will she protect your branch of the family, or me?”

    The little girl struggled even harder, and Xu Lian, seemingly annoyed, threw her onto the ground, kicking her twice.

    Then, the little girl saw Xu Jinnan.

    She was beautiful, her eyes filled with tears, her mouth covered.

    Their eyes met, and Xu Jinnan felt a silent plea for help.

    She needed her.

    So, she made a noise.

    A splash.

    Xu Jinnan felt like she was drowning, her body submerged in cold water, a strong hand pushing her down, the world turning dark, the sound of rushing water filling her ears.

    Her consciousness faded, her body sinking deeper and deeper…

    Just as she was about to lose hope—

    She jolted awake, sitting up in bed, gasping for breath, as if she had just escaped death.

    Her heart pounded, her mind replaying the fragmented memories. They were dreams, but they were also the original Xu Jinnan’s memories.

    But they were different from before.

    These memories were fragmented, incomplete, and now, she couldn’t even remember their faces, only Xu Tao’s, Xu Lian’s… and the little girl’s.

    Exhausted, she turned on the bedside lamp and checked the time. 12:30 a.m.

    She had only slept for half an hour.

    She got out of bed, intending to get a glass of water, when she heard the faint sound of the shower running.

    Hadn’t Shen Shu already showered last night?

    After finishing her water, she stood by the kitchen island, the sound of the shower triggering the memory of the original Xu Jinnan being held underwater by Xu Lian.

    Shen Shu emerged from the bathroom to see Xu Jinnan standing by the kitchen island, lost in thought.

    There was a coldness in her demeanor, a heaviness, a sense of loneliness…

    Perhaps hearing her approach, Xu Jinnan looked up, their eyes meeting.

    “Why aren’t you asleep?” Shen Shu asked.

    Xu Jinnan looked at her for a moment. “Just getting some water,” she replied.

    Shen Shu paused. “Did you have a nightmare?”

    Xu Jinnan was surprised. “How did you know?”

    “You always have nightmares,” Shen Shu said, walking over and pouring herself a glass of water.

    She noticed the water in the kettle was cold, leftover from yesterday morning.

    She glanced at the half-empty glass of cold water in Xu Jinnan’s hand.

    Just as Xu Jinnan was about to take another sip, Shen Shu grabbed her wrist, placing her hand on the counter. “Don’t drink cold water in the middle of the night,” she said, taking the glass from Xu Jinnan’s hand.

    The warmth of her touch, soft and gentle, seemed to dispel the lingering shadows of Xu Jinnan’s nightmare. As Shen Shu pulled her hand away, Xu Jinnan instinctively grasped her fingers.

    “How about a handshake instead?” she asked, referring to their unfinished moment at Tong Jia’s apartment.

    Her tone was gentle, almost indulgent, with a hint of playful manipulation.

    After all, she was already holding Shen Shu’s hand.

    Shen Shu looked down, her fingers twitching slightly in Xu Jinnan’s grasp.

    But she didn’t speak.

    Her silence was a subtle encouragement.

    Xu Jinnan’s fingers tightened slightly, her touch firm but not restrictive.

    Shen Shu’s cheeks, still flushed from the shower, were a tempting shade of pink.

    But Xu Jinnan didn’t push it, her mind not on seduction. Shen Shu’s presence was enough.

    Their hands clasped together, their fingers intertwined, a silent, intimate gesture. After a moment, their palms became damp with sweat.

    Xu Jinnan released her hand.

    “You didn’t turn on the air conditioning? Why are you showering so late?” she asked. It wasn’t that hot tonight.

    “Just felt like it,” Shen Shu replied, picking up the kettle and refilling it with water.

    If Xu Jinnan had been looking at her, she would have seen the flicker of discomfort in Shen Shu’s eyes.

    The world outside was silent.

    They stood in the quiet living room, making small talk, the conversation casual and aimless.

    The water in the kettle began to boil, and the switch clicked off.

    Shen Shu poured some hot water into Xu Jinnan’s glass, then filled the thermos, the sound of the water echoing in the silence.

    “Good night,” she said softly.

    “Good night,” Xu Jinnan replied.

    She took her water and went to the guest room, and Shen Shu returned to her bedroom.

     

  • Captivating Beauty 53

    Chapter 53

    Xu Jinnan followed Tong Jia into the hotel. Compared to her earlier trembling, Tong Jia seemed calmer now, though her eyes were red-rimmed, her lips pressed together, her short, silver-gray hair accentuating the pallor of her face.

    “If it’s too painful, we don’t have to do this,” Xu Jinnan said.

    “No,” Tong Jia replied firmly. “I need to see it with my own eyes before I can give up. You don’t understand what seven years means to me.”

    Xu Jinnan fell silent, understanding the suffocating pain of betrayal after years of devotion, even though she hadn’t experienced it herself.

    Normally, hotels wouldn’t disclose guest information or room numbers. Even with Qiao Rui’s phone number and ID memorized, Tong Jia couldn’t get past the front desk.

    Then, Shen Shu messaged them, saying the hotel was owned by the Cai family and suggesting they contact Cai Ying.

    Cai Ying’s response was immediate and explosive. [Screaming] I’m calling right now!!!! Xu Jinnan, you’re doing God’s work!!!! Destroy that cheating bitch!!!!*

    Xu Jinnan: “…”

    Within minutes, Cai Ying sent them the room number, along with the names of Qiao Rui and the other woman registered in the system.

    She didn’t show Tong Jia the names.

    The elevator ascended silently, the thick carpeting in the hallway muffling their footsteps. The corridor was quiet, almost deserted.

    Xu Jinnan stopped Tong Jia from knocking directly.

    Tong Jia, her mind reeling, understood. Qiao Rui wouldn’t open the door if she saw her.

    The thought brought tears to her eyes. Everything had been fine just this morning. How had it come to this? She had never imagined confronting Qiao Rui like this.

    They stepped aside and knocked softly.

    “Who is it?” a voice called out. It wasn’t Qiao Rui.

    Xu Jinnan didn’t reply, knocking again after a few seconds, then again, and finally, on the fourth knock, the door opened.

    “Who is it? What the—” Qiao Rui’s words died in her throat.

    She was wearing a bathrobe, hastily put on, the lapels loose, revealing several love bites on her neck and chest.

    She quickly tightened the robe, her eyes meeting Tong Jia’s. “Jia…” she began.

    “What’s taking so long?” a woman’s voice called out from inside the room.

    Tong Jia bit her lip, tasting blood, and swallowed the rising tide of grief. Her face hardened as she pushed past Qiao Rui and strode into the room.

    “Jia Jia!”

    Xu Jinnan stood in the hallway, not wanting to intrude.

    Then, she heard a scream.

    “What are you doing?! Qiao Rui, aren’t you going to do anything?! Ah—”

    “Jia Jia!”

    A glass shattered on the floor inside the room.

    “You’re crazy!” the other woman exclaimed, clutching her forehead, her face pale with shock.

    In her anger, Tong Jia had thrown the nearest object, a glass, which, after Qiao Rui dodged it, had struck the woman behind her.

    “Tong Jia! Calm down!” Qiao Rui exclaimed, afraid things would escalate. She reached for Tong Jia’s arm, but a hand gripped her shoulder.

    She turned to see Xu Jinnan’s cold, sharp eyes.

    Qiao Rui frowned. “CEO Xu? You came together?”

    Xu Jinnan smiled faintly. “Does it matter?”

    Qiao Rui’s face flushed as she turned to Tong Jia. “Jia Jia, let’s talk later,” she said, her voice as gentle as ever.

    Tong Jia looked at her, tears streaming down her face. She slapped Qiao Rui. “Seven years, Qiao Rui! I could have trained a dog to be more loyal than you!”

    Shen Shu pulled up in Xu Jinnan’s car.

    Tong Jia sat in the back seat, her forehead resting against the window, her expression bleak.

    She wasn’t crying anymore, but she looked even more heartbroken than before.

    After dropping Tong Jia off, they watched as she began packing her things, as if trying to erase every trace of Qiao Rui from her apartment. She closed a suitcase, her hands gripping the handle tightly. “I’m fine. You can go now,” she said.

    “We’ll stay for a bit,” Xu Jinnan said. “I went through all that trouble for you. Let me rest.”

    Tong Jia didn’t reply, returning to the bedroom, as if searching for more remnants of her relationship with Qiao Rui.

    Xu Jinnan, sensing her distress, called out, “Tong Jia.”

    Tong Jia didn’t stop.

    Shen Shu went after her, gently taking her hand. “Talk to us, or cry. It’s okay. We’re here for you,” she said softly.

    Xu Jinnan looked at Shen Shu. While she claimed to be bad at comforting people, those simple words were more effective than anything Xu Jinnan could have said.

    She remained silent.

    Tong Jia pulled her hand away and sat down on the bed. “When she danced ‘White Birch Forest,’ she brought the character to life – a woman waiting faithfully for her lover’s return, her heart filled with longing. She stood on stage, tears in her eyes, on tiptoe, as if waiting beneath that white birch tree. At that moment, I thought, this woman must have experienced such heartbreak, such unrequited love. I wanted to protect her, to comfort her… to be the one she was waiting for.” She smiled faintly, glancing at the notebook in the trash can.

    It was filled with the lyrics of “White Birch Forest.”

    She had written them while pursuing Qiao Rui.

    She silently came to the white birch forest,

    Waiting longingly, day after day.

    She said he was just lost in the distance,

    That he would definitely return to this white birch forest.

    Young people vanished in the white birch forest,

    The long road nearing its end.

    The girl’s hair had turned white.

    “Seven years,” Tong Jia said, her voice laced with bitterness. “And I was the one waiting, like a fool.”

    She said she wanted to be alone.

    Xu Jinnan brought her a bottle of water, closed the door, and went out onto the small balcony.

    Shen Shu was standing by the railing, the sky dark and heavy with rain clouds.

    Xu Jinnan stood beside her. “What are you thinking about?”

    “Seven years,” Shen Shu replied softly. “Why is a seven-year relationship so fragile? Seven years is a long time.” She rarely expressed such sentiments.

    “After such a long time, shouldn’t you be afraid of losing it?” Xu Jinnan asked.

    Shen Shu, abandoned as a child, adopted by the Shen family, and then losing her grandmother, had always been afraid of loss. Xu Jinnan’s heart ached for her.

    She suddenly understood how Tong Jia must have felt, watching Qiao Rui dance.

    “Some people are like that,” she said softly. “Others become complacent after receiving love, or perhaps their feelings fade over time, the novelty wearing off.”

    Shen Shu looked at her. “Which type are you?”

    “Me? The first type,” Xu Jinnan replied, meeting her gaze.

    Xu Jinnan leaned against the balcony railing, her pale arms a stark contrast against the black paint, her voice casual yet sincere.

    She was slightly shorter than Shen Shu, having leaned down.

    Their eyes met, and Xu Jinnan smiled faintly. “Are you tired?”

    “Not really.”

    “Go sit down. Your foot just healed. Don’t stand for too long.”

    Shen Shu looked at her for a moment. “Teacher Xu,” she said, a playful lilt in her voice, “aren’t you tired, worrying about everyone?”

    Seeing her lighter mood, Xu Jinnan chuckled. “Teacher Shen, anyone would think you were jealous.”

    Shen Shu paused.

    Just then, Tong Jia’s anguished cry echoed from inside the apartment. “Qiao Rui! You bastard!”

    They hurried inside to find Tong Jia holding an iPad, the screen brightly lit, displaying what looked like text messages.

    “Why? How could this be? Qiao Rui…” she whispered, her voice filled with disbelief, then dropped the iPad, which clattered to the floor.

    It was the one Tong Jia had bought for Qiao Rui a couple of years ago. The account was Qiao Rui’s, with messages synced and backed up. After upgrading to a new iPad, this one had been put away.

    But the account hadn’t been logged out, and if Tong Jia hadn’t been feeling nostalgic and opened the old iPad, she would never have discovered her girlfriend’s betrayal.

    For over two years, Qiao Rui had been exchanging explicit, even vulgar, messages with other women. From the content, it seemed many of them were her so-called “students.”

    There were even mentions of threesomes and orgies.

    Most of these women didn’t know Qiao Rui had a girlfriend, and those who did were mostly married…

    Seeking thrills outside their own relationships.

    It was disgusting.

    Xu Jinnan had seen her fair share of depravity with the original Xu Jinnan, Chen Bo, and Han Fu, but Qiao Rui was just as bad, if not worse.

    At least Chen Bo and the others were openly promiscuous. Qiao Rui’s deception made her even more repulsive.

    Shen Shu picked up the iPad, turned it off, and handed Tong Jia a tissue, who then collapsed into her arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

    Shen Shu gently patted her back.

    She had only read one message thread.

    Qiao Rui: [Meeting today, babe?]

    Other Woman: [Won’t your girlfriend find out?]

    Qiao Rui: [I told her I have a class. She usually doesn’t bother me when I’m teaching.]

    Other Woman: [Then come over to my place.]

    Shen Shu could imagine Tong Jia’s devastation.

    Tong Jia drank a lot that night, finally passing out from the alcohol. Xu Jinnan and Shen Shu, not wanting to leave her alone, decided to stay.

    After settling her in, they sat in the living room, idly watching TV.

    A spy romance was playing on the ABO movie channel. The opening scene showed the protagonist, almost exposed, running through a dark alleyway.

    During a thrilling shootout, she burst into a dilapidated room, interrupting an Omega woman who was changing her clothes.

    Xu Jinnan was bored.

    Halfway through the movie, she heard a soft sigh and turned to see Shen Shu asleep on the sofa, her head tilted slightly towards Xu Jinnan. The living room lights were off, only the flickering light from the TV illuminating her face, but it was enough to see her delicate features.

    Her small face, every inch a work of art, was framed by soft, dark hair, tied back loosely, accentuating her elegant neck. She was wearing a soft, black knit sweater.

    Normally, Xu Jinnan wouldn’t have noticed, but perhaps because of the late hour, her senses were heightened, especially her sense of smell.

    Shen Shu’s sweet vanilla scent filled the air, wrapping around her like a gentle embrace.

    It was intoxicating, more potent than any alcohol.

    She realized Shen Shu’s pheromones were stronger than usual.

    Was her heat cycle approaching? It wasn’t due yet…

    Confused, she felt a familiar tingling in her scent gland.

    Her fingers twitched, and she reached out—

    Then stopped, her hand hovering inches from Shen Shu’s lips.

    Shen Shu’s eyes fluttered open, her pupils reflecting the light from the TV, her gaze sleepy and unfocused.

    This vulnerable side of Shen Shu was rare.

    “Just fixing your hair,” Xu Jinnan mumbled, quickly withdrawing her hand and sitting up straight, as if nothing had happened.

    Shen Shu’s gaze cleared. “Did you fix it?”

    Xu Jinnan paused. “Yes,” she replied.

    Shen Shu looked at her for a moment, then picked up her glass of water and took a sip. “Really? I didn’t feel anything.”

    Xu Jinnan’s heart skipped a beat, her composure faltering. “You were asleep. How could you feel anything?”

    “I wasn’t asleep,” Shen Shu said calmly.

    Xu Jinnan: “…”

    It had started raining around 10 p.m., and the soft patter against the windows, combined with the low volume of the TV, created a peaceful, almost intimate atmosphere.

    “What were you doing just now?” Shen Shu asked, her voice soft.

    Her mind, still slightly hazy from sleep, wasn’t fully engaged, simply seeking the answer to a question that had instinctively surfaced.

    Xu Jinnan’s fingers curled, a strange nervousness washing over her under Shen Shu’s unwavering gaze.

    Could she admit she had wanted to touch Shen Shu’s lips?

    That she had been drawn in by her intoxicating pheromones?

    Clearly not.

    She sighed inwardly, looking at Shen Shu’s expectant expression. She couldn’t lie.

    “I wanted to touch your face,” she admitted, telling a half-truth. She realized “touch” wasn’t the right word and considered changing it, but seeing Shen Shu’s expression, she decided against it.

    It was like a game of chance, testing the waters, afraid of pushing too far and ruining the moment.

    She instinctively felt Shen Shu wouldn’t be angry.

    “Oh,” Shen Shu said, looking away. “I’m going to check on Tong Jia.”

    She opened Tong Jia’s door. In the dim light of the bedside lamp, Tong Jia was fast asleep, tears staining her cheeks, the pillow damp. She must have been crying again.

    Shen Shu couldn’t imagine how long she had cried alone.

    They left the room.

    It was late, past midnight.

    Seeing Tong Jia’s state, they decided to stay.

    It was a two-bedroom apartment, but besides the master bedroom, the living room and guest room were both small, and the guest room was filled with clutter. So, the sofa was their only option.

    Xu Jinnan found a blanket and sat down on the edge of the sofa. “You can lie down,” she said. The sofa was only big enough for one person to sleep comfortably.

    “You take the sofa. I’m fine,” Shen Shu replied, her tone leaving no room for argument.

    “I’m a restless sleeper. This sofa isn’t big enough,” Xu Jinnan said, placing the blanket aside and moving closer to Shen Shu, her voice gentle. “How about this, next time, I get the sofa, okay?”

    Shen Shu looked at her for a moment, then asked, “Xu Jinnan, are you this kind to everyone?”

    “No,” Xu Jinnan replied without thinking, her response instinctive and honest.

    The TV was off, and a dim hallway light created a peaceful, sleep-inducing atmosphere.

    Shen Shu lay on the sofa, her feet a few inches from Xu Jinnan’s arm.

    The only sound in the room was the intermittent drumming of rain against the windows.

    Xu Jinnan leaned back against the sofa, her neck slightly tilted, her eyes closed. After a moment, she heard Shen Shu’s soft voice. “If you really want to…”

    “…Hmm?”

    “I’ll let you… touch me.”

    Her voice was barely a whisper, the words unfamiliar on her tongue.

    Xu Jinnan’s mind went blank, her heart pounding.

    The soft murmur, against the backdrop of the rain, sent a shiver down her spine, a sweet, tingling sensation.

    She knew any misinterpretation of those words would be inappropriate.

    “I…” she began, then hesitated.

    Refusing after Shen Shu had offered would be rude.

    And Shen Shu probably thought she had some kind of secret fetish, enjoying stolen moments of intimacy.

    Just a quick touch, and then she would drop it.

    After all, being caught staring had been embarrassing enough.

    “Then…”

    Bang!

    The sudden sound of Tong Jia’s door bursting open startled her, the words dying in her throat.

    Xu Jinnan stood up and watched as Tong Jia stumbled out of her room, her eyes half-closed.

    Seeing Shen Shu on the sofa, she pointed at her and started yelling. “Scum! Beast! Jerk!”

    Xu Jinnan: “…” Who are you calling names?!

    After finally getting Tong Jia back to bed, they returned to the sofa, the rain now beating against the windows, though it would likely subside soon.

    They sat in silence, both exhausted after dealing with Tong Jia.

    Neither of them mentioned what had almost happened earlier.

    The rain gradually softened, waiting for the next downpour, or for the storm to pass.

    Tong Jia went to stay at her parents’ house for a few days.

    Qiao Rui’s betrayal had devastated her; she couldn’t even bear to say her name.

    Xu Jinnan thought letting Qiao Rui off so easily was too lenient.

    After seven years of devotion, of pouring her heart and soul into the relationship, even planning a proposal, Tong Jia deserved better. It was a waste of her love and affection.

    Like stepping in mud, the feeling of disgust would linger.

    If it were Xu Jinnan, she would make Qiao Rui regret her actions, make her fear women for the rest of her life.

    But she wasn’t Tong Jia.

    She couldn’t say anything more. The day Tong Jia left, she simply sent her a message: Let me know if you need anything.

    Despite her heartbreak, Tong Jia only took two days off, arranging her work schedule meticulously.

    And since Shen Shu hadn’t started filming her new drama yet, the studio’s routine remained unchanged.

    Xu Jinnan, however, was busy with the North District project, working late every night, rarely having any free time. She would pick Shen Shu up in the evenings, leaving the rest to Tong Jia.

    She could sense their relationship had improved since the motel incident.

    Xu Jinnan arrived home after working late, the faint sound of a TV commercial reaching her ears before she even opened the door.

    She entered the apartment. The scent of shower gel lingered in the air, the living room lights on, the TV playing, Shen Shu sitting on the sofa.

    Xu Jinnan took a quick shower, and when she returned, a plate of diced mangoes was on the table.

    She had eaten a late dinner and wasn’t hungry, but she took a piece with a toothpick and ate it.

    Sweet and refreshing.

    She sat down on the sofa.

    The cushions dipped slightly beside her as Shen Shu turned to look at her.

    Xu Jinnan was wearing the black slip dress she had bought, the satin robe loosely tied, the V-neck revealing a hint of skin.

    Shen Shu’s eyes darkened, and she was suddenly transported back to that night at the Xu residence…

    Xu Jinnan’s voice brought her back to reality.

    “What did Cai Ying want?”

    Cai Ying had sent a voice message in the group chat while Xu Jinnan was downstairs, specifically asking for her, but a call had interrupted her.

    As Xu Jinnan looked up, Shen Shu had already looked away. “Your birthday is March 21st, right?” she asked.

    Xu Jinnan paused, a piece of mango halfway to her mouth. “Yes, why?” It was actually the original Xu Jinnan’s birthday.

    “Cai Ying asked.”

    “Why?”

    “She didn’t explain. Said she’ll message you later,” Shen Shu replied.

    A few minutes later, Cai Ying tagged them both in the group chat.

    Cai Ying: [@Shen Shu @Xu Jinnan Your birthdays are so compatible!]

    Cai Ying: [One is 1121, the other 0321.]

    Cai Ying: [A Scorpio and an Aries. A perfect match!]

    Neither Xu Jinnan nor Shen Shu cared about astrology, so they didn’t understand.

    Xu Jinnan stared at the two dates, side by side. Perhaps because of all the strange coincidences involving the Xu family, she didn’t think this was a coincidence either.

    Xu Jinnan: [Why are you researching this?]

    Cai Ying: [Writing a novel.]

    Xu Jinnan: [Oh.]

    Cai Ying: [That “oh” is very condescending!]

    Cai Ying: [@Shen Shu Shu Shu, are you going to let her talk to me like that?]

    Xu Jinnan: […Tattling on everything. Are you in kindergarten?]

    Cai Ying: [Yes, I am! Sticks out tongue emoji]

    Xu Jinnan put down her phone and looked at Shen Shu. “Is this child really your best friend?”

    Just then, Cai Ying tagged Shen Shu again.

    [@Shen Shu I’m preparing a unique birthday gift for you this year. You can start looking forward to it now.]

    Shen Shu: [My birthday is still months away…]

    Cai Ying: [That’s why I said start looking forward to it now! It’ll be better than anything Xu Jinnan can get you.]

    Xu Jinnan: “…”

    She didn’t even bother responding.

    Then, she remembered something. “Haven’t you opened the wedding gift from my brother yet?” she asked, turning to Shen Shu.

    Shen Shu said she hadn’t. The box had been sitting in the closet, forgotten until now.

    They retrieved it from the bedroom.

    The dark red box, tied with a lace ribbon, had gold trim around the edges, elegant and luxurious.

    Inside, a black velvet box, encrusted with diamonds, held a miniature diorama of a theater scene, a woman in a red dress in the foreground, surrounded by other figures – a grotesque creature, a knight, and a poet holding a book.

    “The Hunchback of Notre Dame,” Shen Shu said, her gaze fixed on the diorama, a distant look in her eyes. “The first play I starred in, in the drama club.”

    The figures were made of clay, the level of detail suggesting a skilled hand.

    “Looks like your brother’s colleague really is your former classmate,” Xu Jinnan commented.

    Shen Shu stared at the female protagonist in the diorama, as if transported back in time.

    In The Hunchback of Notre Dame, Esmeralda, stolen from her family as a child and raised by gypsies, captivated the hearts of many with her beauty – a wandering poet, a fickle knight, the deformed Quasimodo, and a lecherous archdeacon.

    She fell in love with the knight who rescued her, but her love blinded her to his true nature.

    She was kind, agreeing to marry the poet to save his life, forgiving Quasimodo for kidnapping her, but ultimately, she couldn’t escape her tragic fate.

    Back then, Shen Shu had felt a connection to Esmeralda, whose life, surrounded by both good and evil, mirrored her own.

    Perhaps one day, she too would meet a similar end, leaving behind nothing but a rosary and a small silk pouch.

    “Do you know why I love acting?” she asked.

    “Why?” Xu Jinnan asked, looking at her intently.

    Shen Shu smiled faintly. “Because I can experience different lives,” she replied, her voice soft, her smile genuine.

    But Xu Jinnan felt a pang of sadness.

    Shen Shu didn’t dwell on it. She liked the gift. “Can I keep this?” she asked.

    “Of course. It was meant for you,” Xu Jinnan replied, nodding.

    They chatted for a while, and it was past 10 p.m.

    The plate of mangoes was still mostly uneaten.

    Shen Shu, who hadn’t eaten much either, picked up the plate, intending to throw away the leftover mango and wash the dish, when she remembered the photos Lin Wei had sent of Little Crescent Moon.

    As she turned around, Xu Jinnan stood up, holding the gift box, and they bumped into each other.

    Xu Jinnan instinctively protected the box, absorbing most of the impact, and the plate of mangoes tipped over, spilling onto her.

    The mango slices slid down her dress, landing in the valley of her cleavage. Shen Shu’s gaze flickered downwards.

    Xu Jinnan felt a chill as the cold mango juice trickled down her skin.

  • Captivating Beauty 52

    Chapter 52

    Xu Jinnan entered the bathroom, grabbing Shen Shu’s pink towel from the rack.

    The frosted glass door wasn’t very wide, and she took a deep breath, then, angling her body, edged her way inside, using the light from her phone.

    The air in the bathroom was thick with steam, the scent of vanilla and milk mingling, and she could hear Shen Shu’s soft, pained gasps.

    Her heart tightened.

    She reached Shen Shu and held out the towel. “Can you reach?”

    Shen Shu reached out. “…A little closer.”

    Xu Jinnan took a small step forward, and Shen Shu took the towel. After a moment, she murmured, “Wait.”

    “What’s wrong?”

    “Just wait,” Shen Shu repeated, her voice slightly strained.

    Xu Jinnan thought she detected a hint of annoyance in her tone, perhaps amplified by their close proximity.

    The bright light from Xu Jinnan’s phone illuminated Shen Shu’s flushed face.

    The towel was large enough, but having fallen on the bathroom floor, with injuries to her right ankle and elbow, it was taking Shen Shu a while to wrap it around herself.

    Her senses heightened in the darkness, Xu Jinnan unconsciously tapped her fingers against her thigh, waiting.

    After a moment, the rustling of fabric stopped.

    “Ready?”

    “Yes.”

    “Should I turn around now? I’m going to lift you,” Xu Jinnan said.

    “Yes,” Shen Shu replied softly.

    Xu Jinnan turned around, crouched down, and handed Shen Shu her phone, then gently lifted her, one arm supporting her back, the other beneath her knees.

    The towel was damp now, and Shen Shu’s pajamas were on the shelf above the sink.

    Xu Jinnan glanced up, placing her hand over Shen Shu’s and tilting the phone slightly to illuminate the shelf.

    A gray satin nightgown and matching robe.

    She carried Shen Shu over to the sink and set her down.

    “I’ll get your pajamas. Put these on,” she said, reaching for the nightgown, her leg brushing against Shen Shu’s knee. She realized she was standing a little too close.

    Just then, the bathroom light switched on.

    Xu Jinnan froze, instinctively leaning forward slightly, her arm shielding Shen Shu.

    Shen Shu, her head tilted back against the sink, squinted against the sudden brightness, her eyelashes casting shadows on her cheeks, her face flushed a deeper red than even the roses…

    Xu Jinnan’s gaze drifted to her lips, equally red and alluring.

    Then, Shen Shu’s eyes opened, sparkling in the bright light.

    Xu Jinnan’s throat tightened, her hand itching to touch Shen Shu’s soft skin.

    She held Shen Shu’s gaze for a moment, then lowered her hand, her fingertip gently poking Shen Shu’s cheek.

    “What are you doing?” Shen Shu asked, her voice slightly breathless.

    So soft. Just like the rest of her, Xu Jinnan thought.

    Flustered by Shen Shu’s question, she quickly grabbed the nightgown and handed it to her. “Just a little… compensation,” she mumbled, then added, “Take your time. Call me when you’re done,” before hurrying out of the bathroom.

    The cool air of the bedroom was a welcome relief after the heat of the bathroom, and she took a deep breath.

    What am I doing? she thought, the image of Shen Shu’s flushed face and rosy lips flashing through her mind. She licked her lips, remembering their softness.

    After Shen Shu finished changing, Xu Jinnan carried her to the sofa and crouched down, gently examining her ankle, her touch careful, as if handling a precious, fragile object.

    Her hands were warm and soft.

    Shen Shu looked down at her, lost in thought, then heard Xu Jinnan’s voice. “It’s swollen. We need to go to the hospital.”

    Xu Jinnan checked her other injuries. Her elbow seemed fine, but her ankle was definitely swollen.

    Worried about a possible fracture, she didn’t waste any time, taking Shen Shu to the hospital.

    The X-ray showed no broken bones, but a sprained ligament. After applying a cast, the doctor said she would need to rest for at least two weeks.

    As they were leaving, Xu Jinnan said, “Wait here. I’ll get you a wheelchair.”

    “It’s fine,” Shen Shu said.

    Xu Jinnan looked at her. “The doctor said you can’t put any weight on your foot. Do you want to hop all the way out?” She had carried Shen Shu into the hospital, and even with masks, people had been staring. She had noticed Shen Shu’s slight embarrassment.

    She thought a wheelchair would be less conspicuous.

    Apparently, she was wrong.

    Shen Shu’s expression turned resigned, and she didn’t argue, as if accepting Xu Jinnan’s decision.

    She simply felt a little embarrassed, being seen like this in front of Xu Jinnan.

    Xu Jinnan, noticing her reaction, chuckled softly. “Or would you prefer me to carry you?”

    Shen Shu glared at her.

    After the hospital visit, it was past 1 a.m. when they returned to Xingcheng International.

    Xu Jinnan wheeled Shen Shu to the bedroom, poured her a glass of water, and placed it on the bedside table. “Get some rest. I’ll leave the door open. Call me, or knock, if you need anything,” she said.

    Shen Shu nodded.

    Xu Jinnan bent down, placing her hands on her knees. “Miss Shen, falling in the bathroom isn’t something to be ashamed of. And besides, I’m the only one who knows,” she said gently, her voice soothing. “You don’t have to be embarrassed in front of me. I won’t laugh at you.” In fact, looking at her swollen ankle, she felt a pang of sympathy.

    Shen Shu, meeting her gaze, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, simply said, “Go to sleep.”

    Xu Jinnan went to clean the bathtub, then noticed a rose petal on the pink towel by the sink, still carrying a faint trace of Shen Shu’s warmth.

    She picked it up.

    A few minutes later, just as she was starting to feel drowsy, she heard a faint noise from the next room. She listened, then smiled – the sound of wheels rolling on the floor.

    She went to the doorway.

    Shen Shu was struggling to maneuver the wheelchair.

    “Need some help?”

    “I’m fine. I can manage,” Shen Shu replied.

    Xu Jinnan hesitated. “Okay.”

    She didn’t move. Shen Shu was proud and independent; she wouldn’t appreciate being treated like she was helpless. This was something Shen Shu could handle on her own.

    After watching her for a moment, Xu Jinnan retreated to the guest room, waiting.

    A few seconds later, she heard the wheelchair bump against something.

    As if it had encountered an obstacle.

    She thought for a moment, then went to the bathroom doorway.

    The toilet was also behind a frosted glass sliding door, and the wheelchair wouldn’t fit through the narrow opening. Shen Shu was trapped.

    Xu Jinnan sighed and walked over, bending down behind Shen Shu and gently moving her hands from the wheels to her lap.

    Then, she pulled the wheelchair back, freeing Shen Shu, and lifted her into her arms.

    “Xu Jinnan?” Shen Shu asked, surprised.

    Xu Jinnan didn’t reply, carrying her into the bathroom and setting her down on the toilet. “Go ahead,” she said.

    Shen Shu: “…”

    “Don’t worry, I won’t watch. You can hop back out on your own,” Xu Jinnan said.

    Shen Shu: “…”

    Ignoring Shen Shu’s stunned expression, Xu Jinnan left the bathroom, pausing at the doorway to rub her forehead. Seeing Shen Shu struggling had made her want to help, despite her earlier resolve.

    She couldn’t stand seeing Shen Shu in pain.

    Fortunately, Shen Shu’s foot injury didn’t affect her work.

    Tong Jia had already reduced her workload so she could prepare for her next drama, only the costume fitting requiring her to leave the apartment.

    Xu Jinnan was busy taking over half of the North District project, so she would pick Shen Shu up in the evenings, leaving the rest to Tong Jia.

    She could sense their relationship had improved since that night at the motel.

    After a few days of rest, Shen Shu’s foot had healed slightly, and as long as she didn’t put any weight on it, she felt fine.

    Tong Jia drove her home that day. Xu Jinnan, arriving later, smelled the aroma of food as she stepped out of the elevator.

    She realized it was coming from her own apartment.

    Tong Jia had bought the groceries and cooked dinner – four mild dishes and one spicy stir-fry.

    They chatted, the atmosphere lively at first.

    Xu Jinnan, who could handle a little spice, enjoyed the food, taking several servings of the spicy dish. The heat built up, and she took a large gulp of what she thought was iced tea.

    Then, she realized she had grabbed the wrong glass. It was Shen Shu’s orange juice.

    “Should I pour you another one?” she asked.

    Shen Shu glanced at the half-empty glass, stained with orange juice.

    “It’s fine,” she replied.

    Tong Jia, watching them, said, “You two are so inconsiderate, flaunting your lovey-dovey relationship while I’m drinking alone.”

    “No one’s stopping you from drinking,” Xu Jinnan retorted, placing a peeled shrimp in Shen Shu’s bowl. “There’s only one bottle. Pace yourself. Don’t want you getting drunk and sending random WeChat messages again.”

    Shen Shu looked at the shrimp in her bowl. It wasn’t the first time Xu Jinnan had given her food, but she felt like Xu Jinnan was somehow compensating her for the orange juice. She smiled faintly.

    Tong Jia, watching their silent exchange, clicked her tongue and took another sip of wine.

    Xu Jinnan and Shen Shu exchanged a look. They had both noticed Tong Jia’s low spirits since she arrived.

    “Did you and Qiao Rui make up?” Xu Jinnan asked.

    “We did,” Tong Jia replied. “But I don’t know… maybe we’ve broken up too many times. This time, it just doesn’t feel the same. It’s like the seven-year itch, you know?” Realizing her somber tone, she quickly forced a laugh. “I’m getting used to it. Anyway, let’s talk about something more cheerful! Like making tons of money! Or maybe you two teachers can share some more… bedroom tips?”

    Despite her laughter, neither Xu Jinnan nor Shen Shu could detect any genuine joy.

    After Tong Jia left, they cleared the table.

    After showering, the apartment fell silent. Xu Jinnan sat in the living room for a while, then went to knock on Shen Shu’s door.

    Shen Shu looked at her, then, after a moment, asked, “Do you want to see it now?”

    “Yes, let’s see it,” Xu Jinnan replied.

    Shen Shu didn’t say anything more, watching as Xu Jinnan took the letter from the locked box.

    An ordinary yellow envelope.

    Xu Jinnan took out the letter.

    The original Xu Jinnan’s handwriting was neat and elegant. Xu Jinnan had spent several days practicing her signature.

    Before opening the letter, Shen Shu felt a surge of apprehension on Xu Jinnan’s behalf.

    She didn’t know what to expect, whether it would be even more disturbing than the photos.

    Hello,

    Perhaps you’re the one reading this, or perhaps it’s me.

    I hope it’s me, but I know it’s beyond my control, so these words are for you.

    You’ve seen the photos.

    You should also know what I want to do. Yes, I want them dead.

    But just them might not be enough—

    Since last year, I’ve learned some things from Xu Tao and Mom. I started investigating Xu Tao, so I went to Qucheng.

    I met someone there, Xu Lian’s current wife, and I realized Xu Tao isn’t the only monster in the Xu family.

    Unfortunately, I didn’t have the chance to learn more.

    I’m crazy, and everyone in the Xu family is crazy. Their secrets are probably even more terrifying than I imagined…

    I have a feeling that if their secrets are exposed, the Xu family will be destroyed.

    But I don’t know when you’ll completely replace me.

    If I don’t find out before I disappear, I hope you’ll continue.

    Before writing this letter, I hired someone to investigate. His name is Wang Zheng. If he fails, go to Qucheng. That’s where all their secrets are hidden.

    If all else fails, don’t forget March 23rd, the day it all ends.

    The date was written at the bottom of the letter.

    Xu Jinnan calculated the date; it had been written a month before her wedding to Shen Shu.

    Xu Lian was the original Xu Jinnan’s aunt, so her current wife must also know about the Xu family’s secrets.

    The tone of the letter was more coherent than the original Xu Jinnan’s usual ramblings, some of the content confirming Xu Jinnan’s suspicions, but some of it was still chilling.

    Shen Shu, reading the letter over Xu Jinnan’s shoulder, paled.

    She hadn’t known any of this.

    She clenched her fists, staring at the words on the page.

    Not the only monster.

    Everyone in the Xu family is crazy.

    March 23rd, the day it all ends.

    Each sentence was like a thunderclap, especially the last one.

    The end. Such a final, absolute word. The very meaning of it was unsettling.

    And the person who wrote it…

    The letter sounded like the ramblings of a lunatic. She seemed to have anticipated her own disappearance…

    Shen Shu frowned, thinking about the original Xu Jinnan.

    The emotions from earlier resurfaced, then were replaced by a more pressing concern.

    “The night you went to your fa… Xu Tao’s study… was it related to this?” she asked, correcting herself.

    “Yes,” Xu Jinnan replied, folding the letter.

    She was distracted, lost in thought, and didn’t notice the subtle shift in Shen Shu’s tone.

    She was thinking about the confirmed date, March 23rd, a day of reckoning, and the importance of Qucheng.

    Qucheng, a place that had been mentioned repeatedly since she arrived in this world, a place she had never been to.

    “Xu Jinnan.”

    Xu Jinnan looked up, her thoughts returning to Shen Shu. “I’m trying to figure out how to explain this to you.”

    Shen Shu had already seen the photos; even without context, the letter’s contents were clear enough.

    There was no point in hiding anything anymore.

    She explained everything, from the first mention of Wang Zheng, to finding the locked box, to Lu Yun’s birthday…

    Attributing the original Xu Jinnan’s more erratic behavior to her multiple personalities.

    The more she listened, the quieter Shen Shu became.

    Finally, Xu Jinnan touched her arm. “Why are you so quiet?”

    Shen Shu looked up. “If it wasn’t for that night, would you have ever told me?”

    Xu Jinnan met her gaze, then admitted honestly, “It’s a huge mess. I didn’t want to drag you into it.”

    “That’s why you didn’t want me to go to the Xu residence.”

    “Yes,” Xu Jinnan replied. “Shen Shu, I can’t let you get hurt because of me.” Shen Shu had already suffered enough because of the original Xu Jinnan’s actions.

    They looked at each other for a long moment.

    Shen Shu finally looked away, her voice soft. “I don’t want you to get hurt either.”

    Xu Jinnan smiled faintly. “I know. Don’t worry.”

    Back in her room, Xu Jinnan messaged Chen Yue, asking him to continue searching for Wang Zheng after confirming the man in the photo, with the scar on his chin, was indeed him.

    But there had been no news for a while.

    Chen Yue replied quickly: [Sorry, CEO Xu, I’ve been a little busy these past few days, but I have some leads. Don’t worry.]

    Chen Yue: [I’ll definitely find him for you.]

    Xu Jinnan: [I can find someone else.]

    He immediately sent a voice message. “No, no, no, CEO Xu! I really do have some leads! I’ll start looking tomorrow. Just give me a few more days, and I’ll definitely find him!”

    Xu Jinnan: [Hurry up.]

    These street-smart types were capable, but they needed a little push sometimes.

    As expected, her warning worked.

    Chen Yue sent a video while she was in a meeting. She muted the sound. The video, shot surreptitiously, was about fifteen seconds long.

    It showed a small, dingy restaurant, a typical “fly restaurant.”

    A man was sitting at a nearby table, slurping noodles. The scar on his chin confirmed it was Wang Zheng.

    It wasn’t an important meeting, so after giving a few instructions, Xu Jinnan excused herself.

    [Where is this?]

    [A small town near Rongcheng. What should I do now?]

    [Keep an eye on him. I’m on my way.]

    She waited for a reply, but Chen Yue didn’t respond. Ten minutes later, he called.

    “Fuck! He spotted me and ran!”

    Xu Jinnan: “…”

    She didn’t say a word.

    “Don’t worry, CEO Xu! I promised I would find him, and I will! I won’t take your money if I don’t deliver!”

    Xu Jinnan hung up, feeling a mixture of frustration and disappointment. She had been so close to finding out what he knew.

    But she also realized that Wang Zheng’s fear meant Lu Yun’s threats had been serious.

    And the more serious the threats, the more important the information he possessed about Qucheng.

    Half a month passed quickly.

    After Shen Shu’s cast was removed, as they were driving back from the hospital, she said, “Let’s not go home yet. Invite Tong Jia to dinner.” She glanced at Xu Jinnan.

    “What’s up?” Xu Jinnan asked.

    Shen Shu and Tong Jia saw each other almost every day; there had to be a reason for a special dinner invitation.

    Shen Shu turned off her phone. Tong Jia had posted “Feeling down” on her Moments feed that morning. “Tong Jia hasn’t been herself lately,” she explained.

    “What’s wrong?”

    “Something about Qiao Rui. They had another fight.”

    “That’s like, the third time this month,” Xu Jinnan commented. “Ask her if she’s free.”

    “Okay.”

    As soon as Shen Shu messaged her, Tong Jia agreed, even suggesting a restaurant.

    Xu Jinnan turned the car around, heading towards the restaurant at Wanhe Plaza.

    After driving for a while, she suddenly said, “Shu Shu.” A car horn blared outside.

    She paused, making sure Shen Shu had heard her.

    “Yes?”

    “Don’t you think having dinner with us, a happy couple, might make Tong Jia feel worse, considering her fight with Qiao Rui?”

    Comparison was a cruel mistress.

    Shen Shu: “…Then I won’t go. You go.”

    Xu Jinnan: “…?”

    She stopped at a red light, turning to Shen Shu with a chuckle. “Shouldn’t you be the one going?” While she had been friendly with Tong Jia before, Tong Jia and Shen Shu were much closer now, talking almost every day, while Xu Jinnan rarely contacted her.

    “I’m not good with words,” Shen Shu replied.

    She wasn’t good at comforting people, but Xu Jinnan was. It was one of her strengths.

    “I’m not good with words with everyone,” Xu Jinnan retorted, then glanced at Shen Shu. “Let’s both go. Maybe she needs a distraction.”

    Shen Shu: “…”

    At a Thai restaurant, they were seated in a private room.

    Tong Jia’s mood wasn’t as bad as they had expected. As they chatted, they learned she and Qiao Rui had made up.

    “She sent me flowers this afternoon and apologized,” Tong Jia said, smiling at them. “I’m still a little annoyed, but I’m willing to trust her.”

    Xu Jinnan, taking a spoonful of curry, asked, “What was the fight about?”

    “I saw a flirty message from another woman on her phone. I confronted her, and… we had a fight. I’ve never checked her phone before, but I was feeling particularly sensitive that day. But it’s fine now. We’re good,” Tong Jia explained, launching into a long, detailed account of their relationship. Xu Jinnan and Shen Shu mostly listened; she clearly needed to vent.

    She finished her wine in one gulp, then smiled wistfully. “We met in college… I pursued her. She was a dance major, and I was captivated by her dancing. I still remember the piece she performed, ‘White Birch Forest’. After we got together, she was so good to me, even giving up some amazing opportunities for our relationship. I can’t keep waiting any longer.”

    Today’s Tong Jia was different from her usual self.

    The usually boisterous, playful, and outspoken Tong Jia seemed subdued, almost melancholic.

    Xu Jinnan poured her another glass of wine. “What are you planning to do?”

    “I’m going to propose,” Tong Jia said, looking at them with a mixture of envy and hope. “Marriage brings a sense of security. I’ve been waiting for her to propose, but there’s no reason I can’t do it myself.”

    Both Xu Jinnan and Shen Shu expressed their support.

    While Tong Jia was in the restroom, Shen Shu looked at Xu Jinnan, who seemed lost in thought.

    “What’s wrong?”

    “I was just thinking, if a relationship hasn’t progressed after seven years, doesn’t that mean something?” Xu Jinnan said, then shook her head. “I’m probably overthinking it.”

    “You probably are,” Shen Shu replied.

    “Huh?”

    “We got married without even dating.”

    Xu Jinnan: “…”

    She clicked her tongue. “Miss Shen, whoever said you’re not good with words clearly underestimated you.”

    Since Tong Jia hadn’t driven, Xu Jinnan and Shen Shu offered her a ride home.

    As they left Wanhe Plaza, Tong Jia, her mood having lifted considerably after venting her frustrations, chatted animatedly with them, her usual cheerful self returning.

    “See that big screen? Shu Shu, that’ll be you someday!” she exclaimed, pointing at a large LED screen displaying an advertisement for Tan Jie’s perfume.

    “As long as I keep getting roles,” Shen Shu replied with a smile. “But thank you for the well wishes.”

    Tong Jia laughed. “I’m telling you, I’ve lined up some great opportunities for you… Wait, stop the car! Stop!”

    “I can’t stop here. It’s a no-parking zone,” Xu Jinnan said.

    “It’s Qiao Rui,” Tong Jia said, her voice urgent. “Xu Jinnan, pull over! Hurry!”

    Xu Jinnan, startled by her frantic tone, glanced at Qiao Rui through the rearview mirror. She was standing outside a large hotel. While there were other businesses nearby, Qiao Rui’s reaction didn’t bode well.

    Xu Jinnan and Shen Shu exchanged a look, and she pulled over. Tong Jia immediately jumped out of the car.

    Xu Jinnan stopped Shen Shu from following. “It’s not appropriate for you to be there. Drive to a parking spot and wait for me,” she said, handing Shen Shu the car keys.

    She followed Tong Jia to the hotel entrance, where Tong Jia suddenly stopped, her face pale, her hands clenched.

    “She said she was going to class. Should I believe her?” she asked, her voice strained.

    “No,” Xu Jinnan replied honestly.

    As they got out of the car, she had seen Qiao Rui and another woman entering the hotel, their arms linked.

    Were they really having class at a hotel?

     

  • Captivating Beauty 51p2

    Chapter 51 p2

    Cai Ying, holding two ice cream cones, handed one to Han Wenling.

    “Here,” she said, taking a lick of her own chocolate cone. “This flavor is the best.”

    Han Wenling looked at her, a faint smile playing on her lips. “I thought you said I didn’t like sweets. Why did you buy two?”

    “It’s boring to eat alone,” Cai Ying replied.

    “Fine,” Han Wenling said, taking the cone.

    They had just finished dinner. The Wanhe Plaza was only a ten-minute drive away, and they were walking towards the parking garage.

    Suddenly, a teenager on a skateboard whizzed past Cai Ying, almost knocking her over. Han Wenling quickly grabbed her arm, pulling her out of the way.

    The teenager mumbled an apology and sped off, leaving Cai Ying fuming.

    “What an asshole! Even elementary school kids have better manners!”

    “Seriously! He couldn’t even stop to apologize properly? What a jerk!”

    Han Wenling, listening to her rant, which lacked both eloquence and bite, smiled faintly.

    “At least you’re not hurt. But you dropped your ice cream,” she said.

    “I’ll buy you another one,” Cai Ying said, turning around, but Han Wenling grabbed her wrist.

    She leaned closer, her other hand reaching for Cai Ying’s ice cream cone. “Or I could just share yours,” she said, her gaze intense and suggestive.

    Cai Ying’s ears flushed, and she instinctively tried to pull away.

    Han Wenling looked at her for a moment, a playful smile on her lips. This little bunny is so timid, yet she dared to come out with me alone. And so easily flustered.

    She slowly released Cai Ying’s wrist.

    “Just kidding,” she said.

    Just then, her phone rang.

    Her smile faded slightly as she glanced at the caller ID, then stepped aside to answer the call.

    Cai Ying watched her, wondering who it was. When Han Wenling returned, her expression was grim, a look Cai Ying had never seen before.

    “Something came up. I have to go. Sorry, I can’t make it to the movie,” she said, putting her phone away.

    “It’s okay. Go ahead… Wait!” Cai Ying exclaimed, running towards a nearby store.

    Han Wenling checked her watch, frowning slightly. She didn’t have time to wait.

    Three minutes later, Cai Ying returned, slightly out of breath, handing her a paper bag.

    “What’s this?”

    “Chrysanthemum tea,” Cai Ying replied, her cheeks flushed, her light-colored eyes sparkling. “Your throat sounded a little hoarse, and I noticed a small pimple on your chin. This will help.”

    Han Wenling paused, looking at the bag, then smiled. “Thank you.” She took the bag and lowered her voice. “We’ll watch a movie together next time. Just the two of us.”

    Cai Ying’s lips curved into a shy smile. “Okay…”

    “Should I drive you to the cinema? Or…?”

    “No, go ahead. I have to go back and pay for this,” Cai Ying said, running off.

    Han Wenling watched her go, her youthful energy and cheerful demeanor a stark contrast to her own complicated world.

    Back in her car, she placed the small, delicately wrapped bag on the passenger seat.

    As she started the car, a smile played on her lips.

    It was the first time anyone had given her such a thoughtful gift.

    Remembering Cai Ying’s bright smile, she thought, I wonder if the little bunny will cry when she finds out I’m not the real Han Ling.

    The thought was fleeting. She lit a cigarette. With Han Wenfang constantly vying for power within the family, she didn’t have time for romantic entanglements.

    Xu Jinnan and Shen Shu received Cai Ying’s message just as they were about to enter the cinema.

    Cai Ying: [Erm, she had an emergency and left. You two lovebirds can enjoy the movie. I won’t be a third wheel.]

    Xu Jinnan: [?]

    Cai Ying: [@Xu Jinnan What’s with the question mark? You’re secretly thrilled I’m not coming, aren’t you? Now you can be all lovey-dovey with Shu Shu. Hmph!]

    Cai Ying: [@Shen Shu Love you, Shu Shu!]

    Shen Shu: [Go home and be safe.]

    Cai Ying: [Roger that! Be happy, you two!]

    Xu Jinnan put away her phone and glanced at the people entering the cinema. It was a newly released movie, and she had heard good things about it that morning at the office.

    She turned to Shen Shu. “Do you still want to watch it? We’re already here.”

    They hadn’t spoken much in the past fifteen minutes, and even if they went home, Shen Shu might not be in the mood to talk, but Xu Jinnan wasn’t sure if Shen Shu wanted to see the movie, or if she wanted to see it with her.

    After a moment, Shen Shu said, “Let’s just go.”

    Xu Jinnan nodded and stood up.

    As they walked back from the cinema, they overheard a conversation about a spy movie. Xu Jinnan hadn’t been paying attention at first, then a sentence caught her ear.

    “I think it’s the sequence that matters. The numbers are jumbled. Only the agent knows the correct order.”

    She paused, a thought forming in her mind.

    They arrived home at 9:30 p.m.

    As Shen Shu entered the bedroom, Xu Jinnan followed, knocking on the door. “I’ll just grab the box,” she said.

    The room was filled with Shen Shu’s unique scent, the roses in the vase slightly wilted, but not yet completely withered.

    “If you’re ready to hear it now, I can tell you about the other night. If you’re tired, we can talk later,” Xu Jinnan said, opening the wardrobe, her back to Shen Shu.

    Shen Shu remained silent until Xu Jinnan turned around.

    “I know the password,” she said.

    “Huh?” Xu Jinnan raised an eyebrow, surprised. “How?”

    Shen Shu briefly explained how she had opened the box, then added, “I’m sorry.”

    Xu Jinnan shook her head. “Is it something shameful?” she asked, guessing. Anything that could be unlocked with Xu Tao and Lu Yun’s wedding anniversary couldn’t be good.

    Shen Shu hesitated, then nodded.

    She watched as Xu Jinnan entered the numbers. A click, and the box opened.

    Shen Shu’s fingers curled instinctively.

    “Xu Jinnan,” she said suddenly, remembering the photos, unsure if she wanted to stop her or not.

    But Xu Jinnan had already opened the box.

    She took out the photos. The top one, taken when the original Xu Jinnan was very young, showed a bruised cheek and welts across her small body. The image was jarring.

    Her hand trembled slightly as she dropped the photo onto the bed.

    She forced herself to look through the rest, each photo a painful reminder of the original Xu Jinnan’s suffering.

    The younger photos showed visible injuries on her face, but as she grew older, the scars shifted to her back.

    The oldest photo seemed to be from when she was sixteen or seventeen.

    “Are you alright?” Shen Shu asked, her voice softer than usual, her brow furrowed with concern.

    After a long silence, Xu Jinnan shook her head. “I expected photos, but not… this,” she said, her voice trembling slightly, her gaze fixed on the photo of the youngest Xu Jinnan.

    She was about four years old.

    The most disturbing realization was that the abuse hadn’t started at four, but at three.

    Xu Jinnan’s eyes reddened as she saw the words scrawled on the back of the photos.

    Why does Daddy hit me? I don’t understand. I really don’t.

    Daddy almost hit Xu Yincheng today when he was drunk. So, it’s not just me. I helped him, but it hurts.

    I wish Daddy would never come back.

    It hurts so much today. I want to kill him.

    Mommy told me to endure it. I promised to always be there for her. I have to keep my promise.

    Xu Yincheng is very kind to me, but he left today. He told me to take care of myself. How ironic. Haha. It hurts so much today. When will he finally kill me?

    Everyone in the Xu family deserves to die. I’ll make them all pay.

    The earliest messages were written in pinyin, with misspellings and corrections, a testament to her young age.

    The childish handwriting and the heartbreaking words filled Xu Jinnan with a sense of despair.

    There was also a letter inside the box. As she reached for it, Shen Shu, seeing the sweat on her forehead, gently placed her hand on Xu Jinnan’s arm.

    “Let’s look at it tomorrow,” she said softly.

    Xu Jinnan’s mental state was fragile, a mixture of the original Xu Jinnan’s emotions and her own.

    Shen Shu took the letter, and Xu Jinnan, looking at her soft hand on her arm, nodded.

    Shen Shu put the photos and the letter back in the box and placed it back in the wardrobe.

    Xu Jinnan watched her, then stood up and went to the guest room.

    She left the door ajar. A few minutes later, Shen Shu stood at the doorway, knocking softly. “I drew you a bath. Why don’t you soak for a while before going to bed?” Xu Jinnan was tense; she needed to relax.

    Xu Jinnan sat on the bed, trying to clear her mind, but the images from the photos were imprinted in her memory.

    “Go on,” Shen Shu said gently.

    Xu Jinnan looked up. The guest room light was off, the only illumination coming from the living room, casting a soft glow around Shen Shu, as if she had wings.

    She stood up.

    As she reached the bathroom door, Shen Shu stopped her, bringing the roses from the vase and the kitchen counter.

    “Wait here.”

    The bathtub was already filled with hot water. Shen Shu quickly scattered the rose petals in the water.

    Xu Jinnan, standing at the doorway, asked, “What are you doing?”

    Shen Shu turned around, holding the roses. “Will this make you feel better?” she asked, her voice calm and even.

    Xu Jinnan’s heart warmed at her gesture.

    She looked at the rose petals floating in the water, their vibrant colors a stark contrast to the darkness of the photos, a symbol of renewal and hope.

    “Yes, much better,” she replied, a faint smile playing on her lips.

    She had forgotten her pajamas. As she returned to the guest room, her phone started vibrating insistently.

    After a brief conversation in English, she went back to the bathroom. “It’s someone from the stock exchange. You go ahead and bathe, Shu Shu. I might be a while,” she said, going back to her laptop.

    Shen Shu glanced at her, then entered the bathroom. The stock market was volatile; she couldn’t force Xu Jinnan to relax.

    Xu Jinnan, hearing the bathroom door close, glanced up as she spoke on the phone.

    After twenty minutes of focused work, the oppressive weight of the photos had lifted slightly. She closed her laptop and stretched her stiff neck.

    Suddenly, the room plunged into darkness.

    She looked out the window; the entire building had lost power.

    “Shen Shu?”

    She turned on her phone’s flashlight and walked towards the bathroom.

    “Can you shine some light in here? I can’t see,” Shen Shu’s voice called out.

    “Okay, I’ll point my flashlight through the door. Can you see?” The bathroom had a separate shower stall with a frosted glass door, so the light could penetrate it.

    “Yes.”

    Xu Jinnan heard the sound of splashing water; Shen Shu must have gotten out of the tub.

    Then, a soft gasp of pain.

    “Shu Shu?!” Xu Jinnan exclaimed, her hand instinctively reaching for the doorknob.

    “I’m fine,” Shen Shu said, her voice strained.

    Xu Jinnan relaxed slightly, but after a few seconds of silence, she asked, “Where did you fall? Is it serious?”

    “My foot. I… just need a moment.”

    “Can you stand up? Can you tell if it’s swollen?”

    “A little.”

    “Don’t move. You might have fractured it. I’ll bring you a towel. Cover yourself, and I’ll carry you out,” Xu Jinnan said, then paused. “Is that okay?”

    After a moment of hesitation, Shen Shu replied, “Okay.”

  • Captivating Beauty 51p1

    Chapter 51 p1

    Xu Jinnan lay in the guest room for a while, reading a couple of pages of Full Dress, but her mind kept wandering. She opened the door, peeked into the hallway, touched her nose, paced to the entrance, then sat back down on the sofa.

    She turned the TV back on. The fresh grapes on the coffee table remained untouched.

    She popped one into her mouth, the sweet and sour juice bursting on her tongue. She glanced at Shen Shu’s closed door every few seconds, but there was no sign of movement.

    After fifteen minutes of restless channel surfing, she turned off the TV.

    Taking a deep breath, she walked back to Shen Shu’s door. Just as she was about to knock, the door opened.

    Their eyes met, and they both paused.

    “What’s wrong?” Shen Shu asked.

    Xu Jinnan: “…”

    Shen Shu had abruptly left mid-conversation, gone to the bathroom, then retreated to her room without another word.

    It had left Xu Jinnan feeling restless and anxious.

    She wasn’t sure if she had misinterpreted Shen Shu’s words, but she felt the need to address the unspoken tension.

    But now that Shen Shu had asked, she didn’t know what to say.

    As Shen Shu walked past, Xu Jinnan caught a whiff of alcohol. “Did you drink a lot?”

    “Not really,” Shen Shu replied, disappearing into the bathroom.

    She had seen Xu Jinnan prepare a cup of rose tea and place it on her bedside table.

    “I thought you didn’t like rose tea,” Xu Jinnan said, turning around. “Don’t drink so much next time you’re out with Tong Jia and the others.”

    Shen Shu looked at her, her mind still slightly fuzzy from the alcohol. Her earlier impulsive words had startled them both.

    “Okay.”

    Xu Jinnan placed the tea on the table and stood up, smoothing the black slip dress Shen Shu had bought for her. “So that’s why you said that earlier.”

    Shen Shu, flustered, asked, “Said what?” even though she knew exactly what Xu Jinnan meant.

    “That you had feelings for me,” Xu Jinnan replied, smiling faintly, picking up their earlier conversation. She waited for Shen Shu’s response.

    Shen Shu, standing on the other side of the bed, looked at her. “Do you want me to have feelings for you?”

    Xu Jinnan: “…” Well played. Turning the tables on me.

    “In your dreams,” she retorted.

    Xu Jinnan: “…”

    That morning, Xu Jinnan prepared breakfast – porridge, steamed custard buns, and pan-fried dumplings.

    They ate quietly. Shen Shu had a costume fitting and left soon after breakfast, mentioning her approximate return time.

    Xu Jinnan rescheduled her morning meetings and worked until 1 p.m., grabbing a quick lunch at her desk.

    “Zhou Pei, can you ask the HR manager to come see me?” she said as Zhou Pei was leaving.

    Zhou Pei paused. “She’s conducting new employee training today. Is there something urgent?”

    “Oh,” Xu Jinnan said. “Then ask her to come see me tomorrow. I need a new secretary.”

    Zhou Pei looked surprised. “Miss, have I done something wrong? Please let me know if there’s a problem.”

    Xu Jinnan waved her hand dismissively. “No, it’s not you. You’re just too busy, especially with the North District project. I want to get you some help.” She had been considering this ever since noticing Zhou Pei’s occasional contact with Lu Yun.

    Zhou Pei was efficient and meticulous, a valuable asset, but Xu Jinnan felt a certain hesitation when discussing matters related to the Xu family. It wasn’t convenient.

    “Certainly,” Zhou Pei replied, as always, never questioning Xu Jinnan’s decisions.

    It was past 3 p.m.

    Tong Jia, still recovering from her hangover, hadn’t sent any messages in the group chat.

    Xinxin accompanied Shen Shu to the Full Dress costume fitting. The changing rooms were crowded, so Xinxin brought the clothes to the makeup room, which had a curtained-off area for changing.

    When Xu Jinnan arrived, Shen Shu had just finished changing.

    She was wearing a white blouse, unbuttoned at the collar, tucked into a black A-line skirt that fell to mid-thigh, accentuating her slim waist.

    Unlike most office attire, she was also wearing black stockings, the sheer fabric clinging to her long, slender legs, the skin tone faintly visible beneath.

    Xu Jinnan remembered waking up on Shen Shu’s bedroom floor that morning, mesmerized by her in a similar outfit.

    She looked away. “I’ve been here since this morning. What took you so long?”

    Before Shen Shu could reply, Xinxin said, “CEO Xu, this is actually quite fast. Shu Shu’s character doesn’t have that many outfits, only about a dozen or so, but we have to take photos of each one. And this is just the first day. If anything doesn’t fit, we have to choose new outfits.”

    “It’s that complicated?”

    “Yes, CEO Xu. It’s not as simple as it seems. The makeup also changes with each outfit,” Xinxin explained.

    Xu Jinnan turned to Shen Shu. “Isn’t that tiring?”

    Shen Shu adjusted her collar. “It’s fine,” she replied.

    Xinxin, sorting through the remaining clothes, muttered, “If Tan Jie hadn’t monopolized the makeup artist this morning, we wouldn’t have had to wait so long…”

    “That name sounds familiar,” Xu Jinnan said. “The one who helped Ren Xiaoqi? She’s here too?”

    Shen Shu looked up. “Yes, she’s playing the second female lead.”

    Xu Jinnan frowned. “She’s still causing trouble?”

    “No, it’s just a coincidence,” Shen Shu replied. “The makeup artist came over later, and Tan Jie even apologized. These things happen.”

    Xinxin checked her watch. “I hope so. Tan Jie’s personal makeup artist had an emergency, so Shu Shu had to use the studio’s makeup artist, who prioritized Tan Jie, since she’s the lead. Fortunately, Xia Chun offered her makeup artist, and she even said we could take photos first. She’s truly the most popular Alpha in the industry.”

    Xu Jinnan paused. This felt different from the previous two encounters. She knew Xia Chun had feelings for Shen Shu and was hostile towards her.

    But for some reason, she felt a strange unease.

    She hadn’t forgotten that Xia Chun was Shen Shu’s destined partner in the book.

    The arrival of the makeup artist interrupted her thoughts, and she pushed the unsettling feeling aside, sitting down behind Shen Shu.

    After a while, she excused herself and went out into the hallway.

    The air was thick with the scent of makeup and perfume. Several people were milling around, and most of them glanced at Xu Jinnan, not just because of her recent online fame with Shen Shu, but also because of her striking features and elegant demeanor.

    She was wearing a white, form-fitting dress with a light yellow jacket, her long, wavy brown hair cascading down her back. From behind, she looked almost gentle, but her sharp eyes betrayed a subtle intensity.

    She smiled easily, but only around those she knew well. Otherwise, her expression was usually cool and aloof.

    As she was returning from the restroom, she bumped into a glamorous woman with long, dark brown hair.

    The woman smiled at her. “Miss Xu.”

    Xu Jinnan didn’t recognize her at first, and the woman’s expression faltered slightly, then she quickly recovered, smiling. “I’m Tan Jie.”

    Oh.

    After the Weibo incident, Xu Jinnan wouldn’t normally even acknowledge Tan Jie. But since Tan Jie was the female lead, she would be interacting with Shen Shu for a while.

    She wasn’t afraid of a direct confrontation, but she was wary of underhanded tactics, and Tan Jie didn’t seem like the straightforward type.

    “Hello,” Xu Jinnan said curtly, walking past her.

    “Miss Xu, we’ve met before. Don’t you remember?” Tan Jie asked, stopping beside her.

    Xu Jinnan paused, a flicker of unease in her chest.

    Not another one of the original Xu Jinnan’s conquests, is it?

    “You even put money in my boot,” Tan Jie added.

    Xu Jinnan: “…”

    “Well, it seems you’ve truly forgotten. Excuse me,” Tan Jie said, smiling faintly, and walked towards the restroom.

    As Xu Jinnan was about to leave, she heard Tan Jie call out, “Xia Chun.”

    She instinctively turned around.

    Xia Chun’s gaze was cold and intense.

    Xu Jinnan raised an eyebrow, meeting her stare, a silent challenge. What’s this? A showdown?

    Perhaps because it wasn’t the right time or place, Xia Chun simply glared at her and didn’t say anything.

    Her hostility was more intense than ever before.

    Xu Jinnan, watching her walk away, wondered if she had overheard her conversation with Tan Jie. Xia Chun clearly had strong feelings for Shen Shu.

    The unsettling feeling from earlier returned.

    Back in the makeup room, Shen Shu’s makeup wasn’t finished yet, and Xu Jinnan stood behind her, watching her reflection in the mirror.

    Without makeup, Shen Shu’s features weren’t as cold and aloof, but her reserved demeanor remained.

    The makeup artist was applying a slightly bolder look – earthy eyeshadow, winged eyeliner, defined eyebrows, and a classic red lip. It was similar to her Nightingale look, but the business attire gave her a more sophisticated, less overtly seductive aura.

    “Shu Shu, your skin is amazing,” the makeup artist said, gently applying blush to her cheeks.

    “And so soft!” Xinxin added.

    “How do you know?” Xu Jinnan asked instinctively.

    Xinxin chuckled. “I poked it the other day. It really is soft… Don’t be jealous, CEO Xu. I had Shu Shu’s permission. Just a little poke.” This last part was clearly directed at Xu Jinnan.

    The makeup artist smiled knowingly. “You two are so adorable. I’m envious.”

    Shen Shu glanced at Xu Jinnan through the mirror.

    Xu Jinnan: “…”

    She met Shen Shu’s gaze, a faint smile playing on her lips. “Of course it’s soft,” she said casually.

    After finishing the makeup, the makeup artist styled Shen Shu’s bangs, which had been pinned back, using a flat iron to create soft waves.

    Finally, she opened a small box and placed a pair of thin, silver-framed glasses on Shen Shu’s nose.

    The frames were delicate, resting on the bridge of her nose, just wide enough to reach her cheekbones.

    It was the currently popular “domineering older sister” look.

    But on Shen Shu, it was more “aloof goddess.”

    “Oh my god!” Xinxin exclaimed, her eyes sparkling. “I was already stunned by her makeup, but with those glasses, she’s even more amazing! I’m speechless!”

    The makeup artist chuckled. “I’ll take that as a compliment for me too.”

    “Of course! You’re amazing, Teacher. We wouldn’t have achieved this look without you,” Xinxin replied. She was similar to Tong Jia, but less boisterous, more tactful and adaptable.

    The makeup artist, pleased with the compliment, adjusted a stray strand of Shen Shu’s hair. “With this look, all the girls will be swooning,” she said, looking at Shen Shu’s reflection in the mirror.

    Xinxin chuckled. “Teacher, her Alpha wife is right here. CEO Xu will be jealous.”

    “Oh, right,” the makeup artist said, laughing. “Once Shu Shu becomes famous, there will be a lot of jealous wives.”

    Shen Shu’s lips twitched slightly, then, noticing Xu Jinnan’s silence, she looked up.

    Xu Jinnan, snapping out of her thoughts, met her gaze through the glasses.

    “Indeed,” she said, smiling faintly.

    After the makeup artist left, Xinxin went to confirm the schedule for the photoshoot.

    Xu Jinnan brought a folding chair and sat beside Shen Shu, and they both scrolled through their phones.

    After a while, Shen Shu reached for her red water bottle, the kind with a built-in straw.

    She took a sip, leaving a faint lipstick stain on the straw.

    The water was slightly cold, so she stood up, retrieved her thermos from her bag, and refilled the bottle.

    Xu Jinnan’s gaze followed the stream of water, then lingered on Shen Shu’s face, remembering Xinxin’s comment about her soft skin.

    Her fingers tingled.

    As Shen Shu bent down to put the thermos away, her black A-line skirt rode up slightly, and Xu Jinnan, realizing her gaze was inappropriate, quickly looked away.

    But the image remained imprinted in her mind.

    Even after Shen Shu left for the photoshoot, it didn’t fade.

    She knew she shouldn’t be having such thoughts. It was disrespectful and inappropriate.

    Or perhaps this was simply who she was when she was around Shen Shu?

    Her true nature.

    Two hours later, Shen Shu finally finished filming.

    There were two exits from the studio. Shen Shu chose the less crowded one, even though it was a slightly longer walk.

    As she and Xinxin walked down the hallway, they saw Xia Chun approaching. This time, Shen Shu didn’t ignore her, offering a polite thank you.

    “You don’t have to be so formal,” Xia Chun replied.

    Shen Shu hesitated. “We’re leaving now,” she said, walking past her.

    Xia Chun’s fingers tightened into a fist. “Shen Shu, just a few words,” she said.

    The two assistants, sensing the tension, discreetly moved away.

    “You know I’m not one to gossip… but are you aware of Xu Jinnan’s relationship with Tan Jie?” Xia Chun asked.

    Shen Shu’s eyelashes fluttered.

    “You don’t know, do you? You’re new to this industry. You haven’t heard the rumors. Xu Jinnan has been involved with countless women. I’ve heard of at least four or five,” Xia Chun continued.

    “As you said, that was in the past,” Shen Shu replied calmly. “If you’re here to talk about that, there’s no need.”

    Xia Chun stepped in front of her. “I really don’t understand what you see in her. Can’t you see all the terrible things she’s done? She doesn’t deserve you.”

    Shen Shu frowned, her gaze cold behind her glasses, her voice even colder than usual. “I appreciate your concern, but that doesn’t give you the right to slander her. Whether or not she ‘deserves’ me is not for you to decide.”

    She turned and walked away, her heels clicking against the floor, not sparing Xia Chun another glance.

    On the drive home, Xu Jinnan noticed Shen Shu’s silence.

    She tried to start a conversation twice, but Shen Shu’s responses were brief and distant, so she gave up.

    She didn’t want to be annoying, and she figured Shen Shu was probably tired.

    Her phone, mounted on the dashboard, lit up. It was a notification from Cai Ying’s group chat, No PDA Allowed.

    Cai Ying had tagged them both.

    Xu Jinnan glanced at it, and Shen Shu also checked her phone.

    “What is it?” Xu Jinnan asked.

    “She passed her exam,” Shen Shu replied calmly.

    “Oh, that’s good. Seems like the tutoring was effective,” Xu Jinnan said, then remembered something. “About the Han Ling photo… I had someone look into it. There is a teacher with that name at the university, but it’s not Han Wenling.”

    “I know,” Shen Shu replied. She had also investigated.

    Another notification from Cai Ying.

    Xu Jinnan, stopping at a red light, checked her phone.

    Cai Ying: [@Shen Shu @Xu Jinnan I won’t be joining you for dinner. I want to see a movie, but asking her directly would be too forward, so… do you want to come with me?!]

    Cai Ying: [That way, I can say you two dragged me along.]

    This little bunny really thinks she’s a wolf, Xu Jinnan thought.

    Xu Jinnan: […What couple would willingly bring a third wheel on a date?] She added, teasingly, [Are you sure she’s interested? What if she doesn’t feel the same way?]

    As she typed, she saw Shen Shu typing a reply, but before she could send it, Cai Ying sent a voice message.

    “Oh my god, you’re so naive! It’s a feeling! You just know! If I didn’t think she was interested, would I be doing this? If I say you two dragged me along, I can ask her if she wants to go, and she’ll definitely say yes! It’s a perfect plan! And I still maintain my composure!”

    Xu Jinnan: “…”

    “Why isn’t Shu Shu answering?” Cai Ying asked.

    “I’m here,” Shen Shu said.

    “Oh! You’re together! So, are you coming or not?” Since her phone was mounted on the dashboard, her face was turned towards Xu Jinnan.

    Cai Ying, using her usual coquettish tactic, continued, “Please! I finally got over my cheating ex-girlfriend, and I finally met someone beautiful, kind, and amazing… And aren’t you worried about her? This is a perfect opportunity to meet her.”

    “So, seeing a movie together is a big step forward in your relationship?” Xu Jinnan asked, starting the car and inhaling Shen Shu’s faint scent, her gaze fixed on the road ahead. “It’s not as effective as…”

    Cai Ying, only hearing the first part of her sentence, interrupted, “Would you go see a romantic movie with me?”

    Xu Jinnan: “…” Maybe a SpongeBob movie.

    “Not as effective as what?” Cai Ying asked.

    Xu Jinnan continued, “A haunted house. If it’s scary enough, you two can…” Then, noticing Shen Shu’s gaze, she assumed Shen Shu thought she shouldn’t be giving Cai Ying such bad advice.

    She paused. “I mean, you can consider that in the future. A movie is fine for now.”

    “What time is the movie?” Shen Shu asked, changing the subject.

    Cai Ying: [8:20! I love you, Shu Shu! I already bought the tickets, but the seats are separate. We’ll sit in pairs.] So, she had already planned everything, knowing Shen Shu would agree.

    Xu Jinnan chuckled. “Aren’t you going to thank me?”

    Cai Ying: [You’re just listening to Shu Shu. You get a participation award. See you later, Shu Shu! Kissing emoji]

    Xu Jinnan hung up, clicking her tongue in annoyance.

    “If you’re too tired, we can just make an appearance and leave,” she said to Shen Shu.

    “Okay.”

    Another moment of silence.

    Xu Jinnan finally asked, “What’s wrong?”

    They were heading towards the Wanhe Plaza, where the cinema was located.

    “Nothing,” Shen Shu replied.

    As they got out of the car, Xu Jinnan pointed at the large LED screen on the building. “Oh, right, that woman. I bumped into her today.”

    Shen Shu looked up. The woman on the screen, glamorous and smiling, was holding a bottle of perfume.

    Tan Jie.

    “Be careful of her,” Xu Jinnan said.

    “I know.”

    “There’s something I should tell you. I might have… been involved with her before,” Xu Jinnan said. “Not me, the old me.”

    Shen Shu didn’t need the clarification; she knew it was the original Xu Jinnan.

    But the thought still bothered her.

    Her emotions had been volatile lately, and Xu Jinnan’s influence on her was growing stronger.

    She was aware of it.

    Their relationship was evolving beyond a simple partnership.

    She had been pondering a question these past few days – what if, after all this closeness, Xu Jinnan suddenly left? How would she face the original Xu Jinnan then?

    The closer they became, the more this question haunted her.

    She didn’t want to be the old Shen Shu again, the one who gave her heart completely, only to be abandoned.

    Even if there were extenuating circumstances.

    Sensing Shen Shu’s somber mood, Xu Jinnan also felt a pang of sadness. They walked in silence.

    Since they had turned back halfway, they had time for a quick dinner before the movie. They ate some noodles at a small restaurant, then sat down on a bench outside the cinema.

    Remembering their last encounter with paparazzi, they both wore masks.

    Xu Jinnan bought two freshly squeezed orange juices, and they sat side by side, silently scrolling through their phones.

    Thirty minutes to go.

    Xu Jinnan sent a message in the group chat: [@Cai Ying When are you arriving?]