Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 241 Killing the Cuckoo (56)

Yan Zhen was stunned.

She hadn't expected Qi Zhaoyi to go to this extent.

Instead of giving her a beautiful gift that may not suit her taste, it's better to give her the choice of gift.

Giving cash is too tacky, and even if she accepts a credit card, she might not use it. But if you give her a pound of gold, she'll accept it and it's hers.

Thinking about it, Yan Zhen immediately laughed: "You know what, there's nothing more practical than this gift."

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Qi Zhaoyi returned to the filming location early the next morning. Before leaving, she sent Yan Zhen a photo of an open suitcase containing four or five thick coats.

When Yan Zhen woke up and saw the photo, she replied with a "Good boy, pat pat" emoji.

At noon, after Yan Zhen finished her work, Qi Zhaoyi sent her a photo of the crew's lunchbox and asked, "Have you eaten?"

After finishing what he was doing, Yan Zhen replied, "I was just about to go eat—is this what the crew is having for lunch?"

"Yes, what about you?"

Yan Zhen took a picture of her takeout and sent it to him: "Fish-flavored shredded pork rice bowl".

After chatting for a while, Qi Zhaoyi finished his break and informed her, "I have to go to work now. I might be busy until very late today. If I finish work before 10 o'clock, I'd like to call you."

Yan Zhen replied: "Application approved."

That evening, Qi Zhaoyi called, her voice sounding tired: "What are you doing?"

"Watching a movie on screen at home? You just got off work?"

"Correct."

"are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry, we don't eat dinner until eight." Qi Zhaoyi became more interested when talking about dinner. "There's a small shop around the filming location that sells whole-grain steamed buns. They taste pretty good. I'll bring you some next time I go back to Ningcheng. Do you prefer them sweeter or less sweet?"

"A lighter flavor."

"I knew you liked it milder."

"How to say?"

"The last time we ate together, the dish you ordered for yourself was a bit bland."

The two chatted on these everyday topics for half a day.

After hanging up the phone, Yan Zhen realized that the call had lasted for an hour.

She slapped her forehead, wondering if she had gone mad, actually getting into a slow-burning, pure love affair with someone from the little world.

She thought of the men she had dated in her past little worlds, and realized that relationships, in the end, only have two possible outcomes.

Either over time, the passion fades and things settle down, leading to a peaceful breakup, or the other person finds a better option and never speaks to you again after the affair.

She didn't know if it was her own problem or the men's problem, but none of those men were able to accompany her to the end of her life in her little world.

Perhaps Qi Zhaoyi will be an exception.

If he continues to have the kind, gentle, and intelligent personality he has now, she wouldn't mind spending her life with him in this world.

Maybe it will be a brand new experience.

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Two months passed in the blink of an eye, and Ningcheng entered early winter.

Qi Zhaoyi's documentary is about to wrap up filming, and Yan Zhen plans to visit the set and come back with him after filming is finished.

The distance of over 600 kilometers only takes a little over three hours by high-speed train. Qi Zhaoyi called staff to pick up Yan Zhen from the station and take him to the filming location.

When Yan Zhen arrived at the filming location, the crew was shooting the last long take.

The entire crew worked efficiently and everyone was busy with their tasks. Yan Zhen didn't disturb them, but stood quietly to the side and waited.

After the long take was filmed, and Qi Zhaoyi announced the wrap party, the atmosphere on set immediately became relaxed.

Qi Zhaoyi stepped down from behind the camera, glanced at his watch, and realized it was almost time for Yan Zhen to arrive. He instinctively turned his head to search for her figure around him.

He turned around and saw Yan Zhen about ten meters behind him. His face lit up with joy, and he quickly ran to her, looking like he wanted to give her a hug.

However, after they became a couple, they were always in a long-distance relationship. Even if they had things to talk about on their phones, they would feel inexplicably awkward when they actually met in person.

Qi Zhaoyi reached out to hug her but then awkwardly withdrew his hand. After a moment of hesitation, he said dryly, "You're here."

"Hmm, all done filming?"

"Correct."

Seeing this, a staff member nearby smiled and asked, "Director Qi, is he your friend?"

"What kind of friend is he? Doesn't he have any sense?" Qi Zhaoyi glanced at him. "Girlfriend."

After he finished speaking, he took Yan Zhen's hand and walked towards the rest area.

Before Yan Zhen arrived, Yuan Cheng ordered fresh fruit and desserts from a nearby restaurant. After they were delivered, the crew distributed them. Within half an hour, everyone in the crew knew that Director Qi's girlfriend had come to visit the set.

As a result, many more staff members "passed by" in front of the director's rest area.

After being interrupted several times while talking to Yan Zhen, Qi Zhaoyi impatiently said to the staff who came to watch the show under various pretexts, "Stop watching. My girlfriend will be at the wrap party tonight. We'll watch then."

The rest area was finally quiet.

Qi Zhaoyi breathed a sigh of relief, took a bottle of mineral water out of the box, unscrewed the cap and handed it to Yan Zhen: "Have some water."

Yan Zhen took a sip and noticed Qi Zhaoyi staring at her with intense eyes, but his actions were completely the opposite—awkward and restrained.

She found it amusing, and leaned in to gently rub her forehead against his, asking, "Did you miss me?"

This action was like breaking the thin ice that had formed on the lake in early winter. After a brief moment of stunned silence, Qi Zhaoyi cupped her face and kissed her: "I miss you, I miss you every day."

In the evening, the wrap party was held at a nearby hotel.

Staff and investors arrived, bringing their families and filling an entire floor of the hotel restaurant.

Qi Zhaoyi had a low alcohol tolerance, and after being repeatedly forced to drink by several investors, he could barely stand.

Yan Zhen was worried that he would have an allergic reaction if he drank too much, so she declined the drinks several times and then took him away under some pretext.

The hotel where the wrap party was held was also where the crew stayed, and Qi Zhaoyi's room was upstairs.

Yan Zhen helped him stumble back to the room. As soon as the door closed, Qi Zhaoyi, who had been leaning weakly against Yan Zhen, suddenly pinned her against the door and leaned down to kiss her.

Yan Zhen tilted her head back and kissed him twice, then realized something was wrong and pushed him away: "You're not drunk?"

There was no smell of alcohol on his breath or body.

“I didn’t drink any alcohol, the glass was Sprite.” Qi Zhaoyi pressed against her, her eyes sparkling, her tone unusually sly, “You came all this way to visit the set, I don’t want to waste my time on those old foxes.”

Yan Zhen understood the meaning behind his words and reached out to pinch his chin: "Then what should we do so that the time is not wasted?"

Qi Zhaoyi took her hand and placed it on his lower abdomen, whispering, "Didn't you say you wanted to see my abs...? Check out the results of my recent body management and see if you're satisfied."