OSTF - 58

Chi Suisui’s rambling almost convinced He Xingwang.

That is, if this shirt hadn’t been from his own family’s brand.

He Xingwang thought deeply for two seconds and decided not to expose the truth, pretending to believe her: “...Alright.”

Chi Suisui breathed a sigh of relief internally.

She mentally congratulated herself on her quick thinking.

No wonder she was Journalist Chi.

Since she was awake, He Xingwang didn’t continue adjusting her sleeping posture. Instead, he lay down on the other side of the bed.

The small lamp was turned off.

The entire room plunged into darkness. The curtains blocked out the neon lights outside, and with excellent soundproofing, only the sound of their breathing could be heard in the dark.

Chi Suisui had always slept alone.

Tonight, not only was she sleeping in someone else’s bed, but there was also another person lying beside her. Though they were already engaged and had kissed before, they hadn’t yet progressed further.

Chi Suisui couldn’t help but wonder—was He Xingwang truly unmoved? Could it be that he really couldn’t?

Could Su Mian and Dr. Song have guessed correctly?

Chi Suisui still wanted to resist such thoughts. It wouldn’t be good to spread rumors about He Xingwang. What if he got sanctioned one day?

She rolled over, facing inward.

In the darkness, Chi Suisui couldn’t see He Xingwang’s face, but she could sense him lying not far away.

Unlike her restless thoughts, He Xingwang appeared calm, maintaining his composed demeanor ever since exiting the bathroom.

Chi Suisui stealthily reached out her hand from under the blanket.

Her movements were slow, and soon she touched He Xingwang’s arm—it was icy cold, like a block of ice.

Chi Suisui instinctively flinched.

Suddenly, He Xingwang grabbed her hand. “Don’t move.”

“Why are you so cold?” Chi Suisui whispered softly, retracting her hand, though her heart began to stir restlessly.

“It’s nothing,” He Xingwang replied vaguely.

He saw no need to mention that he had taken a cold shower, as it would only invite trouble.

His vagueness only fueled Chi Suisui’s curiosity. After remaining still for half a minute, she extended her toes toward him.

Her toes quickly brushed against He Xingwang’s leg, but after moving twice, he trapped her foot firmly between his legs, applying considerable force. She couldn’t pull free.

“...”

This was excessive.

Chi Suisui rolled over and whispered accusingly into his ear: “What are you doing?”

As soon as her words left her lips, she felt the blanket shift. A weight pressed down on her body—He Xingwang was now braced above her on both sides. By now, her eyes had adjusted to the darkness, and she could make out his silhouette.

“Isn’t sleeping fine?” he asked.

“Yes.”

Chi Suisui’s words contradicted her feelings. Her shirt had opened significantly due to her rolling around. With one button already missing, a large expanse of skin was exposed.

He Xingwang could feel her smoothness.

Suddenly, he leaned down and kissed her.

Chi Suisui’s lips carried the fresh scent of his usual toothpaste, mingled with the sweetness unique to her lipstick—it was soft and pliant, like jelly.

The kiss was unexpected, yet somehow anticipated.

Chi Suisui was entirely enveloped in his embrace. Her nose filled with the scent of cedarwood emanating from him, intoxicating and disorienting.

She reached out and clutched his clothes.

The temperature at their points of contact gradually rose. Hidden beneath the blanket, the intimacy was palpable, distinct from anything she’d felt before.

Until the kiss ended.

Chi Suisui had assumed things would progress further, but they didn’t. After releasing her lips, He Xingwang nibbled gently on her earlobe.

He lowered his head near her cheek, his deep voice even more captivating in the darkness: “Suisui, I don’t want it to happen here.”

He said only that.

Chi Suisui immediately understood his meaning. Her heart trembled, an indescribable feeling washing over her. She realized she liked him even more now.

She wrapped her arms around He Xingwang’s waist.

The two drew closer together. Chi Suisui leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on his Adam’s apple. Her voice was small and tender: “I understand.”

Their playful antics eventually came to a halt.

Ironically, the more she thought, the faster she fell asleep.

Chi Suisui reflected on many things, including every moment of her past encounters with He Xingwang. It felt like it hadn’t been long, yet they were already close to marriage.

After falling asleep, her habitual tendency to seek warmth kicked in.

He Xingwang’s physique was strong, and despite the cold shower, his body warmed up quickly. Just as he drifted into a daze, another warm presence pressed against him.

“Suisui?”

No response.

Unaware, Chi Suisui nestled close to He Xingwang’s body, curling slightly. Unconsciously, her deliberately teasing long legs draped over his.

Having been pampered since childhood, her skin was smooth and delicate.

Completely different from his.

He Xingwang was incredibly tired. After tidying her messy sleeping posture, he let Chi Suisui lean partially against him, which made her more comfortable before drifting back to sleep.

He felt that his self-control still needed improvement.

Meanwhile, Chi Suisui, who had fallen asleep early, began to dream.

She dreamed of being in her teens again. The sky was nearing dusk, the sunset painted in orange-red hues. Her birthday was almost over.

The birthday of Princess Chi was always attended by countless people.

Chi Suisui disliked crowds. The repetitive flattery bored her. At times like these, He Xingwang, who rarely spoke, seemed intriguing to her.

Dreams differed from reality.

In reality, He Xingwang arrived late in the evening, gave her a gift, then went to the Shooting Sports Center. Yes, it was shortly after he joined.

In the dream, He Xingwang arrived early.

Dressed in a small dress, Chi Suisui sat by the window and watched him enter. He wore a miniature suit, appearing stern and disciplined even at a young age.

But he still smiled—just subtly.

Chi Suisui lifted her skirt and walked over, asking: “Where’s my birthday present?”

Instead of answering, the He Xingwang in her dream kissed her. Her eyes widened, round and adorable, as she remained firmly under his control.

The scene suddenly shifted to their wedding night.

She sat on the bed, still wearing her wedding gown, which He Xingwang accidentally tore. Everything afterward became indescribable.

In the dream, He Xingwang was both unrestrained and restrained.

Until Chi Suisui heard muffled water sounds in her half-awake state. Opening her eyes, she found the dimly lit room.

Had she just had a sensual dream?

Chi Suisui felt something was off. She had actually been seduced by He Xingwang into having a sensual dream in just one sentence—this wasn’t like her!

She sat up and pounded the blanket.

Just then, He Xingwang emerged from the bathroom. Their eyes met. His gaze lingered on her face before dropping lower.

Chi Suisui felt something was amiss. Looking down, she saw her wide-open collar exposing her chest.

Coupled with the effects of the dream, her earlobes flushed red, overwhelmed by a sudden surge of embarrassment—a first in her life.

“You’re up early?” she asked, trying to cover up.

“It’s not early anymore.” He Xingwang withdrew his gaze and walked to the window, pulling the curtain halfway open. Outside, the sun was already shining brightly.

Chi Suisui shielded her eyes—it really wasn’t early.

“I’ve requested leave from Coach Zhu today. There’s much to do.” He Xingwang approached the bed and asked: “What do you want to wear?”

“...?”

“Yours or mine?”

The man in the morning was very attractive, especially when asking seriously. Chi Suisui stared at him, nodding repeatedly: “Of course, I’ll wear my own.”

Before He Xingwang could respond, she added: “Of course, if you insist on the other option, it’s not impossible.”

“It’s a request from your fiancé, so it can be accommodated.”

“Then wear your own clothes,” He Xingwang agreed without hesitation. The “missing bottoms” look wouldn’t need to be worn outside.

The clothes that had been hung out overnight and through the morning were already dry.

Chi Suisui found a pair of pants that allowed for ease of movement, dressed carefully, and transformed back into the clean and efficient Journalist Chi.

They had much to do today.

This was also the purpose of her visit here.

Currently, the investigation revealed that Zhou Xucheng wasn’t in Nancheng.

After all, given what he had done back then, even though the He family had privately blacklisted him, if he truly wanted to stay in Nancheng, no one could force him to leave—it wasn’t an ancient privileged society.

But indeed, many companies would not hire him.

With his path as an athlete cut off, he had to continue living, so he left Nancheng and disappeared from He Xingwang’s life.

“Do you think we should meet him?” Chi Suisui asked during breakfast. “What exactly is he doing now?”

“No need. It’s unnecessary.”

He Xingwang’s attitude was cold. He had shown leniency back then; now, as adults, both parties needed to take responsibility for their actions.

Since the initial rumor originated on Weibo, it was easy to obtain the identity information of the blogger who posted the screenshot.

It wasn’t Zhou Xucheng.

He Xingwang didn’t find this strange. After all these years, if he hadn’t become smarter, his life would have been a failure.

Unfortunately, a person’s actions always left traces.

The evidence found, along with the man himself, was directly sent to the court. A lawsuit was filed at Zhou Xucheng’s current location to achieve the fastest resolution.

Meanwhile, the Shooting Sports Center was also negotiating the matter.

Because it was no longer a private issue between two individuals but involved a national athlete and the country’s reputation.

At the same time, Chi Suisui received a message from Su Mian: [Director Chi, check the trending topics! I’m so mad!]

The top trending topic was #He Xingwang Doping#, followed by a glaring “EXPLODING” tag.

Chi Suisui immediately saw Zhang Yueyan’s byline in the news.

The popular Weibo post claimed that a few years ago, someone reported He Xingwang for using performance-enhancing drugs. Eventually, He Xingwang left the Shooting Sports Center, citing personal reasons.

Recently, another report emerged alleging He Xingwang used doping substances. In her article, Zhang Yueyan expressed hope for an answer.

However, her wording subtly insinuated that He Xingwang had indeed used doping substances.

[????]

[This scandal is huge... I find it hard to believe.]

[If it were true, it would have exploded earlier. Would it wait until today?]

[Relying solely on a screenshot to claim doping use? If I said xd, would you believe that too?]

[I believe in Lord He.]

[You said there was a report, but nothing happened afterward. Doesn’t that mean he didn’t use anything?]

[Hmm... I’m a bit shaken. His achievements are indeed outstanding.]

[LOL, are good results the reason to be suspected? Do you question the top scorer when you fail?]

Comments were polarized.

Chi Suisui took a deep breath. Zhang Yueyan really liked meddling in such matters, deliberately posting while Chi Suisui was on leave, thinking she could act without restraint?

Attempting to preemptively achieve her goal?

“Zhang Yueyan took a week’s leave. She didn’t use the TV station to release the news but used her personal Weibo account,” Su Mian called to ask: “What should we do now, Director Chi?”

Their director was furious.

News releases required prior approval, but he had been kept in the dark about this. Initially, he thought getting a big scoop was a good thing, only to discover Zhang Yueyan suddenly changed her mind.

She even requested leave before posting.

Chi Suisui had just returned to Nancheng, where it was very cold, making her voice colder: “Let’s see if she dares not to come back.”

Of course, that was impossible.

The doping incident successfully became the top trending topic for several days. Almost all media outlets wanted to inquire about the truth of the matter, but the training camp location of the Shooting Sports Center remained undisclosed.

The official Weibo account of the Shooting Sports Center promptly issued a clarification.

The matter was shocking, and for several days, online discussions revolved around it. Chi Suisui directly reposted Zhang Yueyan’s Weibo post.

She added a polite and calm smiley face.

[Our Suisui is at it again!]

[If I remember correctly, Zhang Yueyan is from the same TV station, right? Previously, the Nancheng TV station issued a statement saying this was Zhang Yueyan’s personal action.]

[Too disgusting! Publishing news without evidence!]

[Suisui, destroy her!]

Zhang Yueyan’s Weibo was flooded with people checking it out, mostly to criticize her. However, she did gain hundreds of thousands of followers due to this news.

Whether they were real fans or trolls remained unknown.

Thanks to the official clarification, the online narrative shifted back. But when the story spread overseas, existing haters reached a climax.

Ultimately, the international official body released He Xingwang’s urine test results.

All his results were clean.

Zhang Yueyan’s Weibo was once again mercilessly criticized.

Before going to work, Chi Suisui cursed her a hundred times. Together with Su Mian and Dr. Song, they dissed her hundreds of times in their group chat.

Public outrage was evident.

Unfortunately, Zhang Yueyan didn’t come to work.

Chi Suisui had even considered breaking into Zhang Yueyan’s house to vent her anger when she received a call from He Xingwang: “Suisui, there’s a document you need to sign tomorrow.”

“What document?”

“When the time comes, you can do whatever you want.”

He Xingwang teased her, not revealing what it was. He remained extremely calm in handling the recent online events.

Chi Suisui grew increasingly curious.

By the next day, when she saw the special assistant from the He family bringing the documents to Bai’an Mansion, she still didn’t know what it was.

When asked, the assistant smiled and replied: “Open it yourself.”

Chi Suisui opened it and saw the name of a new news agency written inside. She finally realized—He Xingwang had actually established a news agency.

And then gifted it to her!

Chi Suisui thought she had the means to create one herself; she just hadn’t considered it before. Unexpectedly, He Xingwang took the initiative.

Dr. Song’s words from several months ago came true.

She never expected He Xingwang to remember this and gift it to her now. Was it an early New Year’s present?

Although it was a news agency and not a TV station, since all mainland TV stations were state-owned and couldn’t be privatized.

Chi Suisui signed the document and handed it to the assistant.

The assistant didn’t accept it but reminded her instead: “Take another look at the back.”

“What’s at the back?”

Chi Suisui quickly flipped to the next page and saw Zhang Yueyan’s employment contract, dated yesterday.

It turned out Zhang Yueyan had already resigned. As for why it wasn’t made public, it was likely because the director still wanted to negotiate, using leave as an excuse.

So quickly, she had found a new job, only to fall into He Xingwang’s trap.

Chi Suisui flicked the contract and curved her lips upward.

A new official’s first three fires would start by burning Zhang Yueyan.