"Hey, husband, are you calling me for something?"
The other party's voice was still low, but the tone seemed more urgent than usual.
"Meng Yao, open the door."
"Open the door?"
Rong Yan's voice was as firm as ever: "I'm at the door, open it now."
Meng Yao hurriedly got out of bed and put on her slippers. She stood there thinking for a moment, and finally decided to walk over in her slippers.
Meng Yao prepared herself mentally before opening the door.
Rong Wei was soaked, and the rain ran down the curve of his cheeks to his tightly pursed lips. He looked straight at me, his eyes like wet obsidian.
The thousands of ways to lie that she had imagined in her mind became unclear at this moment. Meng Yao stared blankly at the scene in front of her. She belatedly uttered a few words: "You... Is it raining outside?"
The other person's eyes swept over her body, and finally stopped at her rosy cheeks. He breathed a sigh of relief, but frowned the next second because of another possibility: "Let's go to the hospital."
"Go..." Meng Yao felt the touch on her arm, and she hurriedly explained: "I'm fine, no need to go to the hospital!"
The person in front turned around and fixed his eyes on her.
Meng Yao thought about it and finally found a reasonable explanation: "I had a full body check yesterday and there is nothing wrong. Look at my thick skin, how can I be easily injured? Husband, don't worry! I... The reason why I asked for two days off is because..."
She coughed twice and subconsciously looked away from Rong Yun: "Because I was quite frightened mentally, I probably won't be able to film well in this state, so I might as well take a two-day break to adjust."
"Anyway, I'm fine now. I don't need to go to the hospital at all..."
Meng Yao's voice became smaller and smaller. Under Rong Wei's intimidating gaze, it turned out that lying was not an easy task.
As expected, Rong Yan is his nemesis!
Rong Wei didn't say anything for a long time, and Meng Yao felt inexplicably guilty as if her thoughts had been seen through.
Doesn't she just want to rest for two days
Meng Yao turned around and met Rong Yin's dark eyes.
She finally heard his voice: "In that case, let's go home."
Seeing that he didn't continue to dwell on this matter, Meng Yao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but soon her nerves became tense again: "Go home...?"
To be honest, she had a pretty good stay in the hotel. She had a great time eating, drinking and having fun. The environment would be better if she went home, but Rong Yan kept watching her eat vegetables and asked her to go for a morning run. The pressure was still a bit great.
Rong Yan's expression remained unchanged: "Since you have already taken leave, the environment at home is better and will help you recover, right?"
Meng Yao was silent for a moment.
She knew that Rong Yan's decision was difficult to change, so dealing with him really required a lot of brain cells.
Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard in the corridor, as if someone was running hard.
Meng Yao looked over at the direction of the voice and saw Xia Yansen running towards her, breathless. Her forehead was wet with sweat or rain, and she couldn't tell. He was holding two black umbrellas in his hands.
Xia Yansen was very tired. He propped the handles of two umbrellas on the ground to support his body, bent over and gasped:
"Brother Rong, you're running too fast! I... I really can't catch up!"
Xia Yansen looked up and saw Rong Wei was soaked. He couldn't help but say, "Why are you in such a hurry? I didn't even have time to hand you an umbrella."
Meng Yao saw that there was no trace of moisture on Xia Yansen's clothes, which seemed to indicate that he was indeed very tired and sweating just now.
Xia Yansen didn't wait for Rong Ying's answer and didn't care. He turned his attention to Meng Yao.
In the morning, when they were having a video conference, Rong Yan suddenly hung up the video in a hurry. After asking, Xia Yansen found out that something had happened to Meng Yao. It was said that she was beaten down by someone and would not be able to recover without ten days or half a month of rest.
Xia Yansen was slightly surprised. There was no plaster cast on Meng Yao and she didn't seem to be feeling uncomfortable anywhere. Could it be that she was really beaten to a pulp by someone
It’s strange, she just took two days off, but everyone around her seemed to think she was disabled…
"Meng Yao, I'm glad you're still alive." After seeing Meng Yao's rosy cheeks, Xia Yansen couldn't help but ask again: "I see you're in good condition, are you really injured?"
Meng Yao replied: "Psychological trauma."
"Oh..." Xia Yansen said seriously: "It doesn't seem like it. I see you are full of energy..."
Thinking that this might be too much of a punch, Xia Yansen added: "Although I am here to watch the fun, I really don't want you to get into trouble. Meng Yao, you have to believe me! After all, our Brother Rong can't be a widow at such a young age..."
Meng Yao rubbed her forehead. She simply didn't want to chat with Xia Yansen, this idiot.
"Stop talking nonsense and give me the umbrella."
Xia Yansen quickly handed over the black umbrella in his hand: "I wonder if two umbrellas are enough for the three of us?"
"enough."
Meng Yao finally understood that apart from what Rong Wei said, Xia Yansen probably would not submit to anyone.
Rong Yun put his arm around Meng Yao's shoulders to close the distance between them.
"What are you daydreaming about? We're leaving now."
Meng Yao looked up: "I still have a lot of things that I haven't had time to pack..."
"No need to clean, we have it all at home."
Meng Yao knew that Rong Wei was determined to take her home this time, so she could only nod.
It was cloudy and drizzling at this time, and the raindrops fell like dense silk threads, splashing quite a bit of water on the stone slabs.
Xia Yansen sighed: "The rain doesn't seem to be as heavy as before..."
Rong Yun opened the umbrella skillfully, then held the umbrella handle with one hand and said to Meng Yao, "Stay closer to me."
Before Meng Yao could react, Rong Yan's body had already come close to her.
Meng Yao felt the sudden scorching heat approaching and slightly dispelled the damp chill in the air.
Meng Yao regretted her decision the moment she walked out of the hotel, because she was only wearing a thin shirt and the cool breeze and dampness blew towards her.
The only thing she was thankful for was that she was wearing a turtleneck.
Rong Wei seemed to realize the inappropriateness that he had not considered, but his coat was already soaked and he could not put it on Meng Yao.
He squeezed Meng Yao's shoulders tightly and said, "Let's walk faster."
Meng Yao was not someone who had never suffered before, so she nodded and said, "Okay."
Because they share an umbrella, the distance between two people is infinitely close.
Soon Meng Yao felt that she was overwhelmed.
Rong Wei is tall and has long legs. When he takes big strides forward, I need to keep waving my not-so-long legs to keep up with him.
Because she was walking too fast, Meng Yao felt the puddles of water on the stone slabs constantly splashing up, staining her white sneakers.
(End of this chapter)