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On January 28th this year, Tang Dingding got herself a boyfriend. His name was Lu Zhixing—a well-known young director with no bad habits. He was 185 cm tall, but what about his weight? Hmm, she couldn’t recall. So, Tang Dingding searched him online.
To her surprise, there was no mention of his weight…
What kind of negligence was this from Baidu?!
Lying in bed, she sent him a message.
Dingding: “Director, how much do you weigh?”
Lu Zhixing: “75 kilograms.”
Dingding: “[Cute emoji] Got it!”
Lu Zhixing found her question amusing and sent a voice message: “Why did you suddenly think to ask this?”
Dingding: “Because I didn’t know! If I don’t even know my boyfriend’s height and weight, wouldn’t that be terrible? I’ll tell you mine too—168 cm, and my weight… fluctuates a bit. Right now, it’s 94 pounds (about 43 kg). When I came home a few days ago, Mom said I’d lost weight and insisted on feeding me until I gained three pounds back.”
Lu Zhixing chuckled. How could she be so adorable?
Lu Zhixing: “Thank your mom for me.”
Dingding: “….”
She wasn’t exactly slim, okay? Scrolling through their chat history, she laughed to herself.
Next, it was Tang Xin who came asking for updates and follow-ups.
Dingding: “Did you manage to comfort my brother yet?”
Tang Xin: “…Yes, he’s fine now.”
Dingding: “That’s good.”
Tang Xin: “Little Lamb, are you going to tell me or not? If you don’t, I won’t talk to you anymore.”
Sigh, so childish!
Dingding: “….”
After a while, she sent a shy emoji: “Director Lu is my boyfriend now.”
It took a long moment before Tang Xin replied: “Wow, things are moving fast.”
Tang Dingding wasn’t mentally prepared to announce the news publicly just yet, so she quickly typed out a message: “Don’t tell my brother yet, okay? I’m afraid it might shock him… And please don’t tell Mom and Dad either. Let me think about how to break the news to them later.”
Tang Xin: “What’s there to think about?”
Dingding: “…Just how to say it.”
Wasn’t it simple? Love should be free, and Tang Xin would naturally keep her little secret. However, Tang Xin reminded her: “You know, what you should really be worrying about is the paparazzi, Little Lamb. You’re a rising star now—the breakout female lead of a blockbuster movie!”
Dingding: “….”
Right, the movie had exploded.
The female lead of a box office hit worth over a billion yuan was currently at the peak of her popularity. And Lu Zhixing was the director of that very movie. If their relationship were exposed, it would definitely top the trending lists with an added “EXPLOSION” tag.
Tang Dingding resolved to be extra cautious around the paparazzi!
Before the Lunar New Year, Tang Dingding shot a magazine cover photo. She had already chosen the script for her next movie, which was scheduled to start filming in May. Until then, her workload was relatively light—she only appeared on one variety show and skipped other engagements.
With her background, she enjoyed top-tier resources and excellent public favorability. After the movie’s success, her fanbase skyrocketed, nearing five million followers. Han Bing was quite pleased with the results and kept her schedule flexible.
Lin Lin sighed: “I bet no other rising actress has it as easy as our Dingding.”
Han Bing smiled: “That’s because they don’t have her background.”
Tang Dingding heard this and thought to herself: If you knew I also had a famous director boyfriend, would you be even more surprised?
Since Tang Dingding was now dating someone, she naturally informed her manager to avoid any potential emergencies. After telling Han Bing…
Han Bing: “….”
It took her a while to process the news. Finally, she sighed: “I was planning to build you up as a goddess-like figure, but here you are quietly falling in love.”
Tang Dingding: “….”
She didn’t want to be labeled as some untouchable goddess; being herself was enough.
In the afternoon, Lu Zhixing arrived in a brand-new car to pick her up. After getting into the car, Tang Dingding removed her mask and smiled at him: “Why did you buy a new car?”
Leaning closer, Lu Zhixing helped buckle her seatbelt, his breath brushing against her cheek. “How else am I supposed to pick you up? The paparazzi know all my cars. Or…” He lowered his head and chuckled softly, “…do you want to go public?”
Only… how many days had it been?!
And he was already talking about going public…
Holding her breath, Tang Dingding shook her head and whispered: “No.”
Lu Zhixing kissed her cheek lightly, leaned back, and stepped on the gas pedal to drive off. “From now on, this car will be exclusively for picking you up. It should keep us hidden for a while.”
Tang Dingding felt a warmth in her heart and stole a glance at him, her lips curling into a small smile.
Their dates were simple affairs. After all, with the movie having just exploded, both of them were under the spotlight. Where could they go? Once again, they headed to Lu Zhixing’s place. His collection of DVDs was vast, and Tang Dingding thought that even if she lived there for a year, she might not finish watching them all…
Wait! Why was she thinking about living there?!
Stop! Such thoughts weren’t pure.
“What would you like to eat?”
Lu Zhixing asked as he drove.
Tang Dingding responded vaguely: “Anything is fine.”
Lu Zhixing laughed. “Isn’t there anything specific you want?”
Tang Dingding thought for a moment and said: “Let’s have fish.”
Perfect timing—there was a fish in the fridge. His father had gone fishing the day before and brought it over, freezing it fresh.
Having lived alone for years, Lu Zhixing often cooked when he had time and was quite skilled in the kitchen. He glanced at Tang Dingding’s delicate white fingers, freshly manicured and elegant. Hands like hers…
Didn’t seem suited for washing vegetables.
After parking the car, they stepped into the elevator. Lu Zhixing looked down at her. “Are you still nervous?”
Tang Dingding shook her head: “Not at all. Why would I be nervous coming to my boyfriend’s house?”
Lu Zhixing smiled. “True.”
Though… perhaps she trusted him a bit too much.
When they got home, it was still early. Tang Dingding took off her coat, revealing a white sweater paired with a camel-colored skirt. Lu Zhixing hung up her coat and bag, then turned to look at her. She was wandering around the house, relaxed and cheerful, her steps light and joyful.
Tang Dingding chirped happily: “Last time I came, I was so nervous and a bit reserved…” She turned back to smile at him. “This time is different. Your house is full of interesting things. Staying here is more fun than shopping on the streets or eating at restaurants.”
He chuckled softly, hands tucked into his pockets, and walked toward her.
His phone buzzed a few times.
It was a WeChat message from Old Feng.
A couple of days earlier, after being stood up by Old Feng and Tang Xin’s group, Old Feng had mustered the courage to call late at night to ask how things went. Lu Zhixing had teased him by saying, “Still pursuing her.”
Old Feng sighed dramatically: “I told you, Dingding isn’t easy to pursue. The line of suitors probably stretches all the way to Tiananmen Square.”
Lu Zhixing chuckled: “Then I’m probably at the front of the line.”
Old Feng: “You’re such a narcissistic bastard.”
The next second, he realized what Lu Zhixing meant. “Wait? What do you mean, ‘first in line’? Did Dingding put you there?”
“Mm.”
“Tsk, old men sure know how to play their cards. Dingding’s too innocent—she even ranked you first.”
“Go to hell.”
That was the end of their conversation.
Old Feng was still clueless when he sent another message: “How about we set up another gathering and trick her into coming over to your place?”
Lu Zhixing’s lips twitched as he read the message.
Soon after, Old Feng corrected himself with a follow-up: “I meant ‘coax,’ not ‘trick.’”
With Tang Dingding right there, Lu Zhixing didn’t have the patience to argue with Old Feng. He simply replied: “Dingding’s already here with me.”
Old Feng: “…...”
Old Feng: “…What? How did you manage to trick her?”
Lu Zhixing smiled and sent one last reply: “She’s my girlfriend—I don’t need to trick her.”
Old Feng: “!!!!!!”
He cursed under his breath: “Damn it, you sly old fox.”
Not satisfied with just thinking it, he sent the curse over.
Lu Zhixing: “….”
He shoved his phone back into his pocket, deciding not to respond further to that nosy middle-aged man.
At that moment, Tang Dingding remembered something and turned to look at him. She caught him slipping his phone into his pocket. “Do you have something to do?”
Lu Zhixing walked over to her, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth: “Nothing important. I just let Old Feng know about our relationship.”
Tang Dingding pursed her lips and whispered softly: “My sister-in-law knows, but I asked her not to tell my brother yet. My brother… well, the person I used to like—he doesn’t approve and has always been against it. I’m a bit…”
“A bit afraid he’ll oppose us being together?”
“Mm…”
Though it was true that the young girl had liked someone else before, which wasn’t a big deal, hearing her mention it so often made Lu Zhixing feel slightly uncomfortable. Leaning against the display rack, he pulled her into his arms and held her close.
Tang Dingding stood between his long legs, still not entirely accustomed to such intimacy. Her body tensed slightly despite her growing comfort.
Lu Zhixing’s hand slid down from her hair, stopping at her delicate earlobe. Gently pinching it, he murmured: “Dingding, I know the person you used to like was Huo Chendong.” The girl in his arms looked up in shock. He soothed her by gently stroking her earlobe, gazing down at her with tender eyes. “I also guessed why your brother opposes this. Honestly, I think I’m no worse than Huo. But I’m different from him. I can promise you things he might not be able to give—loyalty, security, affection, and love. I’ll give you all of it, without holding back.”
Her eyes grew slightly red.
Tsk…
Why did she cry so easily?
Lu Zhixing brushed away a tear from the corner of her eye, sighing helplessly: “Don’t cry. I don’t hold anything against you for the past. You don’t need to avoid mentioning it. However…” He paused, half-joking and half-serious. “I’d still prefer if you mentioned him less. After all, I can get jealous too.”
Tang Dingding burst into laughter, lightly punching his chest. In a playful tone, she teased: “You really are… Are all directors this good at talking? All those sweet words, expertly crafted to charm people.”
He laughed nonchalantly: “Indeed. They’re specially tailored for little ladies like you.”
Tang Dingding blinked, suddenly recalling Director Xu. Thoughtfully, she glanced at him. “Speaking of which, I thought of Director Xu. His wife is twenty years younger than him… an older husband and younger wife. Director Xu’s…” Her upbringing stopped her from saying anything negative about him seducing young girls. Changing course, she said instead, “Maybe she was attracted by his personal charm.”
Lu Zhixing chuckled: “And what about me?”
What attracted her to him?
Tang Dingding thought carefully before replying: “Everything.”
Next came her question: “And you? What about you?”
Lu Zhixing gazed into her sparkling eyes, his fingers pausing on her earlobe before moving to trace her lips. Slowly brushing them, he leaned down toward her. Tang Dingding’s heart raced, and instinctively, she closed her eyes as his lips met hers.
They kissed lingeringly, only parting after a long while. Lu Zhixing pinched her cheek gently, his voice slightly hoarse: “Alright, go pick a movie to watch while I cook.”
With that, he released her and straightened up.
Tang Dingding, her face flushed, looked up at him with eyes like stars washed clean by water. Softly, she said: “I’ll help you in the kitchen.”
Lu Zhixing lazily smirked: “Do you even know how, Miss?”
Tang Dingding shot him a glare: “Yes!”
Lu Zhixing turned on some music, and the two of them leisurely prepared dinner in the kitchen, enjoying the peaceful ambiance. She stood beside him, pouring soy sauce when she suddenly remembered something Tang Xin had revealed the night before. Quickly, she asked: “Oh! I just remembered something. That proposal video of my brother’s… did you film it?”
“I directed its production.”
Lu Zhixing placed the fish in the pot to steam.
“Did you really film it?” Tang Dingding grumbled unhappily. “My brother kept it a secret from everyone. I never expected you were the first to know. When did you start filming it?”
Lu Zhixing chuckled lowly: “I signed a confidentiality agreement. Otherwise, I would’ve told you.”
Tang Dingding: “….”
So there was even a confidentiality agreement? Her brother really went all out…
“We started filming in October. It took over two months, coordinating both their schedules. I was running back and forth during that time—it was hectic. Otherwise, I might’ve confessed to you earlier.” Lu Zhixing leaned against the cupboard, watching her. “But it was worth it.”
Tang Dingding nodded earnestly: “It turned out beautifully, like a cinematic masterpiece.”
Lu Zhixing’s fingers were slightly damp as he reached up to pinch her earlobe again, sending a cool sensation through her. Tang Dingding tensed involuntarily, shrinking a little. As she looked up, she saw him lazily smiling. “What I mean is, since I helped your brother out, if he ever opposes us being together, I can use this favor to negotiate with him.”
Tang Dingding: “….”
This old man really thinks far ahead.
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