Fang Miaomiao was woken by the vibration of her phone.
She reached out an arm, fumbling blindly.
Until her hand brushed against a chest that was a little warm.
Half of the sleepiness in Fang Miaomiao's mind instantly vanished.
Without thinking, she knew she had wandered into Wen Zhiyan's room again last night.
She didn't have the bad habit of wandering into rooms in her past life, so why was it like she had a GPS installed in this life? As long as they were under the same roof, she could always find her way to his bed with unerring accuracy.
If anyone knew, they'd think she had developed a bad case of sleepwalking. If they didn't know, they'd think she was just overly eager for Wen Zhiyan's body.
Just as Fang Miaomiao was contemplating whether to get up and leave.
A hot breath washed over her.
Immediately followed by Wen Zhiyan's slightly hoarse voice, just woken up: "Miaomiao, the phone."
Fang Miaomiao quickly took the phone.
She answered.
"Fang Miaomiao, did you do this?"
Fang Miaomiao was a little confused. She opened one eye to look at the phone number, which had no contact saved: "No, who are you, big sister? Disturbing someone's sleep in broad daylight might not be illegal, but it's really unethical."
"You, you don't even have my number?"
Fang Miaomiao mumbled "Crazy" and hung up the phone.
Disturbing someone's sleep in the morning, not even an apology, and then shouting. I wonder who spoiled her.
Not even a few seconds after hanging up.
The phone rang again.
"No, who are you, big sister? Go to the hospital if you're sick."
Wen Zhiyan dotingly watched the little one cursing with her eyes closed.
Tsk, his Miaomiao, even her scolding was beautiful.
"I, Wang Qing."
Wang Qing?
Who is that?
Fang Miaomiao finally reacted: "Wang Qing, are you sick? Calling and babbling so early in the morning?"
"Did you instigate Zhou Hui to slander me?"
"Big sister, are you okay? I have nothing better to do all day than to slander you?" Fang Miaomiao's last bit of sleepiness disappeared completely.
"Besides you, who else?"
Wang Qing, her usual composure gone, sat dejectedly in a corner of the bedroom.
Yesterday, after she finished filming a commercial, plainclothes police officers had taken her to the interrogation room, saying she was involved in a hired murder case.
Looking at the police officer opposite her, her heart raced. She thought her past misdeeds from years ago had been exposed, and while contemplating how to shift the blame, she heard Zhou Hui's name.
Then, the interrogator showed her a video.
The video played the content from the first episode in the cornfield.
Fortunately, it only captured her rushing towards Fang Miaomiao, but the scene of her pushing her was not at all recorded.
This put her greatly at ease.
As for Zhou Hui, even more so.
She had only sympathized with Zhou Hui's family's plight, how could that be considered hired murder? Moreover, Fang Miaomiao and Wen Yan'an were not harmed, were they?
Finally, due to lack of conclusive evidence, the police could only detain her for a short period before releasing her.
But, what did that matter?
The media wouldn't believe her.
As soon as she was released, the media and marketing accounts online went into an uproar.
The endorsement deal she had just finalized also announced their termination of contract with her.
Fang Miaomiao, all of this was Fang Miaomiao's doing.
She was so angry that she called to question Fang Miaomiao about why she had reported her, only to be met with Fang Miaomiao asking who she was.
Fang Miaomiao, she didn't even save her phone number.
She felt like a clown.
Why?
"Wang Qing, what are you doing again?" Xu Jiajia saw Wang Qing curled up in the corner, looking both angry and tearful, and her anger flared, "You acted without brains, who are you blaming now."
"Who knew that Fang Miaomiao, that bitch, would actually call the police? She just wants to ruin me."
"Idiot."
Wang Qing stared at her, not saying a word.
"Although your reputation online is terrible right now, it's not like there's no room for redemption," Xu Jiajia said, leaning against the door. "It's the internet, news comes and goes quickly. Just stay at home and do nothing during this period. As for the online comments, don't pay too much attention to them."
"They're cursing, haven't you seen how nasty those keyboard warriors are?"
"Isn't that normal?" Xu Jiajia looked at the疯婆子-like Wang Qing with exasperation, "After you were rejected by Chen Tianming, I warned you repeatedly not to mess with Fang Miaomiao and Wen Yan'an. But you, like an idiot, even had Zhou Hui convey false information."
"I thought you could have dealt with those two on the snow mountain, hmph."
The last sentence spoke for itself.
"I really don't know what my useless brother saw in you," Xu Jiajia didn't want to stay there any longer. "Think about it yourself. Fang Miaomiao is not someone you can afford to offend anymore. No matter who you took benefits from before, be obedient now and don't provoke Fang Miaomiao. Otherwise, if something else happens later, don't blame us for kicking you while you're down."
With that, Xu Jiajia turned and left.
Wang Qing on the ground let out a scream and smashed her phone forcefully onto the ground.
...
"Shouldn't kindergarten be something An An chooses himself? Especially since An An hasn't been to school before?"
Early in the morning, Wen Zhiyan had dragged her to find a kindergarten for Wen Yan'an.
"He attended for a while, but then he didn't get used to it and withdrew. He's only been learning simple things at home."
Fang Miaomiao remembered how teachers had entered Wen Yan'an's room one after another when they were at Yuyuan. That didn't look like simple learning.
"Then why are you thinking of sending him to kindergarten again?"
"Busy."
Fang Miaomiao looked at Wen Zhiyan, who remained silent.
"Okay, I'll tell you the truth, Miaomiao." Wen Zhiyan lowered his head, his tone low. "You know, our relationship right now is dating. I don't want a third wheel constantly bothering us."
She was clearly his girlfriend, his wife, yet so much of his time was occupied by An An.
"Um..." Fang Miaomiao didn't know how to answer for the first time.
"Miaomiao, don't you want to spend more time with me?" Wen Zhiyan suddenly looked up.
Those eyes, filled with a hint of pity, struck Fang Miaomiao's heart.
"You're so old, and you still play the victim."
Fang Miaomiao said it out loud, but her hand involuntarily reached out and touched Wen Zhiyan's palm: "If An An goes to school, will he be unhappy?"
"He's grown up, he should face it himself."
Even though he was his father, he couldn't protect him forever.
"But I still think An An should be involved in this matter." Fang Miaomiao's eyes darted around. "How about this? You go to work, and I'll take An An out to play, and we can casually tour some nearby kindergartens?"
Before Wen Zhiyan could speak, Fang Miaomiao stood up, kissed him on the forehead, said, "It's decided," and turned to knock on Wen Yan'an's door.
Wen Zhiyan raised his hand and touched the spot where Miaomiao had just kissed him, a smile appearing on his face.
His Miaomiao, had kissed him.