Takeaway and skincare products arrived one after another. She decided to apply the skincare after dinner.
While eating, she chatted with Zhan Beijue.
"Let me tell you a story. Help me analyze it."
"What story?"
"It's a love story, so to speak."
"A love story? Am I good at analyzing those?"
"Whether you're good at it or not, you'll definitely have an opinion after listening. Just tell me your most honest thoughts then."
Zhan Beijue nodded.
Jiang Nanfang conjured a friend out of thin air.
"I have a friend, a woman, who was in a relationship with a man, but they broke up for various reasons."
"Years later, they met again, and the man had become her boss. My friend said that man often gave her trouble."
"He even gave her the most remote and arduous work to drive her out of the company."
"Do you know the deserts of Northwest China? He sent my friend there to develop the land."
Zhan Beijue frowned almost imperceptibly, seeming to find it a bit excessive. Jiang Nanfang continued.
"Life there was very hard. It was dusty every day, the sun was scorching, and transportation was inconvenient. Buying supplies was harder than climbing to heaven."
"My friend, being a young woman, worried about her skin getting ruined if she stayed there too long. She was about to buy some skincare products when the company sent them raw materials and distributed a set to everyone."
"Your brand. Exactly the same. Everyone got a set."
"And then?"
"Then my friend used it and carried on. Unexpectedly, the weather changed from scorching sun to continuous rain."
"The place they were staying had no medical facilities. My friend fell seriously ill, and when she felt like she was dying, her boss appeared and took her to the hospital."
"The boss said he was passing by and happened to take her to the hospital. What do you think, should my friend thank him?"
Zhan Beijue swallowed a mouthful of food and looked at Jiang Nanfang with a faint gaze.
"Are you finished? Why did they break up back then?"
"Perhaps out of spite, like us."
"Your friend must also be a very strong-willed person, right?"
"How do you say that?"
"Good at saying the opposite of what she means, having a hidden agenda, and being competitive with men."
"Pretty much."
"I think perhaps the boss still loved her, but because your friend was uncooperative, he was forced to argue with her to encourage interaction between them."
"Otherwise, how could there be so many coincidences? Whatever she needed, it just fell into her lap."
"Oh, so that's how it is. According to you, that man was also insincere and two-faced, and in reality, he was deeply in love with my friend."
"If you insist on me understanding it that way, then that's how I understand it."
"Thank you for your analysis."
Jiang Nanfang was in a great mood and happily put a piece of meat on his plate.
"Eat more."
After eating their fill, Jiang Nanfang applied her skincare products and then snuggled into Zhan Beijue's embrace.
"Can you shave your beard? I'll help you apply some cream. Look at your ears and neck, they've turned reddish-brown."
Zhan Beijue had his reservations.
If he shaved his beard, he would no longer resemble Benjamin Button at all. What if the negotiations to leave the show didn't go smoothly...
Besides, couldn't Jiang Nanfang be less close to him?
Didn't he feel that their current situation was a bit too much?
"No need. Apply it to yourself."
Fearing another reaction, he shifted slightly to the side.
Jiang Nanfang deliberately acted unreservedly in front of him, intending to use her charm to move him, but the result...
Was she really that unappealing?
Or was he lying, and did he truly have another woman in his heart?
With a determined look, Jiang Nanfang took her things and returned to the bathroom.
After fiddling around inside for a while, she called out to him.
"A Jue, come in and help me get something."
Zhan Beijue obediently stood up and walked over.
At the doorway, before he could even speak, Jiang Nanfang grabbed his clothes and pulled him inside.
Then she locked the door and leaned against it.
Zhan Beijue was instantly embarrassed.
She was only wrapped in a short bath towel, her shoulders bare above and her legs exposed below.
Her skin was dazzlingly white, making it impossible for him to know where to look.
"What are you doing?"
"Applying body lotion."
"If you're applying it, why did you call me in?"
"There are some places I can't reach, and you need to help me."
"..."
"But I think your hands are dirty. Go wash them before helping me."
She had already turned on the faucet.
Steam rose from the bathtub.
"I can only wash if you go out."
"Don't you want me to see? You weren't like this before; you couldn't wait for me to join you."
"..."
"Alright. Hurry up and go. You have several children, why be so shy?"
Saying that, Jiang Nanfang reached out to pull his clothes.
Zhan Beijue took a step back, feeling uneasy.
"Don't do this, I can't accept it for now."
Being rejected by him again, Jiang Nanfang was quite annoyed.
"Why can't you accept it? Is it because you have someone else in your heart?"
"No. I told you, I just feel very sorry for her, and she has been kind to me..."
"Then there's no problem at all. I'm looking at my own husband. Who can control that?"
"Hurry up. Don't be shy, don't force me to use force!"
With that, she hugged Zhan Beijue from behind and threw herself into his arms.
She cupped his chin, forcing him to look her in the eye.
"Kiss me, A Jue. You promised me before you left that you would tell me you love me every day, kiss me well, and cherish me well."
"I owe you half a year, and I want it all back today. Kiss me quickly!"
She was truly so fair.
So fair that the blue capillaries on her forehead were visible.
Her features were so exquisite, and the freshly washed hair exuded a faint fragrance.
Her entire being was like a piece of warm, fragrant jade.
That feeling of impulse arose again.
Zhan Beijue averted his gaze.
"Are you so sure I'm your husband? Aren't you afraid I've been impersonated, specifically sent to get close to you and attract your attention?"
"Whether it's true or not, a kiss will help you find out."
Seeing that he was hesitant to act, Jiang Nanfang stood on tiptoe and leaned in herself.
A delicate current immediately surged through their limbs and into their scalps.
That familiar touch, familiar psychological feeling, and familiar reaction were something no one else could replace.
Jiang Nanfang instantly became more certain.
He was Zhan Beijue.
Even if his face had been replaced, based on this reaction alone, she could confirm it!
"Zhan Beijue is unique in this world; no one can imitate him. Even if someone did, and imitated him so perfectly, if I fall for it, I'll accept it."
Jiang Nanfang's eyes were filled with a watery sheen as she cupped his chin.
"I want to wash with you, do you agree?"
Zhan Beijue looked at her rosy lips, and below them, her small, white, pointed teeth, so cute they were almost unbearable to look away from.
His throat bobbed a few times, and he finally couldn't resist pulling her into his embrace.
The feeling in his heart wouldn't lie, his attraction wouldn't lie, and he accepted it.
"Alright. Even if you've mistaken the person, and I've failed Min'er, let it be this way."
"Heroes can't resist a beautiful woman. Bears are no exception. Let's wash together."