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Su Mian: [Boss, are you planning to watch the opening ceremony?]
The opening ceremony of the 2020 Tokyo Olympics was scheduled for July 24th. However, tickets weren’t something you could simply buy—they had to be pre-booked, and then you’d wait for the official website’s lottery selection.
In other words, if your luck wasn’t good, you might not even get to go.
Su Mian fell into the unlucky category. Last year, as soon as the official website opened for reservations, she rushed in, only to find a mountain of conditions that ultimately forced her to give up.
She could skip the opening ceremony, but she absolutely couldn’t miss He Shen’s competitions.
Chi Suisui thought back and realized she truly didn’t remember booking tickets for the opening ceremony—she hadn’t even considered attending it.
Chi Suisui: [No, I don’t plan to.]
The opening ceremony was optional for her. Having witnessed China’s Olympic opening ceremony in the past, she didn’t have much interest in other countries’ events.
After chatting with Su Mian for a while, Chi Suisui finally got up.
Though this room wasn’t particularly large, it did have a private mini-kitchen. She went to check and found a pot of porridge warming inside.
He Xingwang was considerate, at least.
If he had just left her here in the morning, pretending nothing happened after their night together, she would’ve immediately gone home to live separately for a year or so.
Let him live the single life.
Chi Suisui happily drank a bowl of porridge and stretched a bit before feeling like she had regained her usual energy.
Leaving the residential building and heading further out, sporadic gunshots could be heard in the distance.
“Journalist Chi?”
Hearing her name, Chi Suisui turned her head and saw the boy she had met yesterday.
“Hello,” she smiled.
“Are you here to see He Shen?” Chu Ming asked hopefully.
“Yes.” Chi Suisui had a good impression of him. “Is he not inside?”
“No, the coach called him away. They probably have something to discuss,” Chu Ming explained. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the red mark on her neck.
It wasn’t too big or small, but it stood out.
Especially since Journalist Chi’s skin was so fair—it was hard to miss.
Chi Suisui easily caught his gaze and touched her neck, covering it with her hand. “I got it, thank you.”
Chu Ming’s face instantly flushed red.
He wasn’t completely clueless.
Chi Suisui watched him quickly walk away and decided to go back to her room to grab a scarf to cover her neck—but she wasn’t sure if there was one here.
Just as she was thinking about it, He Xingwang appeared ahead.
He Xingwang’s gaze was deep, effortlessly landing on her. He clearly noticed the extra marks. “Just woke up?”
“For a while now.”
Chi Suisui answered and then asked, “Do you have a scarf?”
“No,” He Xingwang replied.
Chi Suisui furrowed her brows but then relaxed them. “Never mind.”
There were ways to cover it with concealer.
“But I do have band-aids,” He Xingwang suddenly said. “If you want to use them to cover this.”
He extended a finger and lightly pressed it against her neck.
It was cold.
Chi Suisui flinched and swatted his hand away. “How dare you mention it—I was just seen by a teenager!”
He Xingwang remained nonchalant.
After complaining for a while, Chi Suisui finally let go of her morning grievances and pulled him back into the room.
The atmosphere in the room had dissipated quite a bit.
Chi Suisui had tidied up the bed; there was no trace of last night’s activities. As for the pajamas—they were thrown away directly.
She couldn’t bear to look at them again.
In the end, Chi Suisui opted for the band-aid. Using concealer would be too troublesome, whereas this required just a simple application.
“You put it on for me.” Seeing He Xingwang standing there watching, she instructed him.
He Xingwang took the band-aid, and Chi Suisui tilted her head up. Her smooth neck bore a conspicuous pink strawberry mark, evoking vivid imaginations.
Until it was covered by the band-aid.
He Xingwang’s eyes were half-lidded, his long lashes rivaling hers. His nose bridge was high, his brow ridge prominent, and his facial features strikingly cold.
“I’ll head back soon,” Chi Suisui said.
As she moved, the band-aid shifted slightly.
He Xingwang reached out to press it firmly in place and hummed softly, “Alright.”
Chi Suisui waited for him to retract his hand, then suddenly cupped his face and planted a heavy kiss on him. “When you return from Tokyo, we’ll have a wedding.”
A grand wedding.
He Xingwang’s eyelashes lifted slightly, and he curved his lips. “Alright.”
The follow-up to the news eventually quieted down.
Foreign media reposted domestic news, only to be slapped in the face within a day. Some who had rejoiced in the comments were nearly infuriated.
But He Xingwang’s fans were delighted.
People generally admired strength, and He Xingwang’s excellence stemmed from his achievements. Achievements transcended borders, so he had fans worldwide.
There were even fan clubs dedicated to him abroad.
Reminded by Su Mian, Chi Suisui began paying attention to the ticket situation. However, when she asked He Xingwang, she realized her efforts were unnecessary.
Chi Suisui: [How many tickets should I buy?]
He Xingwang: [No need to buy.]
He had already arranged everything.
Chi Suisui experienced for the first time the perks of being an athlete’s family member—or rather, He Xingwang’s family member.
For such events, he had long been prepared.
Chi Suisui happily became a hands-off manager, no longer worrying about it, and earnestly resumed work at the news agency.
The exclusive video footage from the food factory incident had significantly boosted the news agency’s followers. It could now be said to be thriving.
As the start of the Olympics drew closer, online news gradually became dominated by Olympics-related content.
“Boss, you absolutely must livestream this time! Preferably capturing some high-definition photos!” Su Mian clasped her hands excitedly.
“I’m not a photographer,” Chi Suisui raised an eyebrow.
“She has too much guts,” Su Mian said with a smile.
“No, she’s just being arrogant.” Su Mian pursed her lips.
For international events like this, sports reporters were usually from central media outlets and had significant experience. If a rookie made a mistake in their questioning, the entire nation would criticize them.
Their news reporters were more carefree.
If they couldn’t get an interview, they’d simply wait until the athletes returned to the country to conduct one.
Once May passed, the weather in Nancheng suddenly turned hot, making the world feel restless and irritable.
“Doctor Song has been impossible to make plans with recently,” Su Mian suddenly remembered Song Miaoli and asked curiously, “Does having a man mean forgetting your sisters?”
The idea that men may change but sisters remain is all false.
Doctor Song was still tangled up with the same man.
“A woman’s words are deceiving ghosts,” Chi Suisui teased.
She originally thought Song Miaoli already knew about Gu Nanyan’s identity, but it seemed Gu Nanyan was addicted and hadn’t revealed his true identity yet.
Whether it was to intentionally confuse Song Miaoli or because of her previous heartless breakup trick.
However, Song Miaoli seemed to be quite enjoying herself.
Chi Suisui had asked once, and Song Miaoli replied: “It’s all because I’m too attracted to good looks.”
An answer that never changed.
Recently, the Song family inexplicably stopped meddling in her affairs. Without the烦恼 (trouble) of blind dates, and being young, Song Miaoli felt she could enjoy herself for a while longer.
Enamored with his face on one hand and his body on the other.
Chi Suisui didn’t have Gu Nanyan’s WeChat, but she did have Zhongyue Technology’s phone number.
For her best friend’s peace of mind, she directly called to ask Gu Nanyan what his intentions were.
The man on the other side remained calm, “I want her to think clearly, whether it’s because of my face or because she likes me.”
Song Miaoli wasn’t someone who liked to think deeply.
Nor did she want to admit anything.
She had long planned her own script of falling in love, breaking up, and returning home to marry. For everything, she would only say it was because of her preference for good looks.
As for her current situation with Gu Nanyan, Song Miaoli didn’t seem to find anything strange.
What was wrong with breaking up and getting back together? Wasn’t it normal?
Gu Nanyan said, “I want her to admit it herself.”
“…”
Chi Suisui thought, as long as you’re happy.
Time flew, and before they knew it, it was July.
This month, the news agency began focusing on reporting some athletes’ stories, and the page views weren’t low.
He Xingwang naturally couldn’t go to Tokyo with Chi Suisui.
The entire shooting sports center’s athletes left early. When they departed, there was extensive online news coverage.
Not just the shooting team, but also the swimming team and others.
A journey to gain honor had thus begun.
Although Chi Suisui wasn’t watching the opening ceremony, she had already received tickets for the shooting competition, which He Xingwang had placed at home before he left.
“I’ll just watch the games virtually,” Su Mian muttered every day.
“Who isn’t?” Others in the office joked, “Others watch games, we prepare to write news.”
Until something was placed on Su Mian’s desk.
She jumped up excitedly on the spot: “Holy crap!”
“What’s wrong?”
“Is there a cockroach?!”
Su Mian quickly sat down, “Nothing, nothing.”
The ticket placed on her desk was obviously for her. The person who gave it was self-evident—besides Boss Suisui, who else could it be?!
She messaged Chi Suisui: [Boss, was it you who gave me the ticket?!]
Chi Suisui: [Yes.]
Song Miaoli: [That’s great, that’s great.]
Chi Suisui: [Do you want one too?]
Song Miaoli: [Of course I want to go. This is your husband’s game, I want to support him live. But by the time I remembered, the tickets were all sold out.]
And this Olympics didn’t allow private resale.
Chi Suisui simply gave her a few tickets.
The group going to watch the games this time could be described as massive. Qi Churui had prepared early, coinciding with the end of the college entrance exam.
He was this year’s top scorer in Nancheng.
The media chased after him for half a day, but he didn’t come out for any interviews. It wasn’t until Chi Suisui’s news agency first conducted an interview.
Qi Churui blatantly gave his sister preferential treatment.
In late July, the Qi and He families went together, along with the Song family, directly taking a private jet to Tokyo.
Everything had been arranged well in advance.
Her trip to Tokyo wasn’t deliberately concealed. Although she didn’t meet anyone at the airport, there were many compatriots around, and she could encounter them on the streets.
Some netizens were live streaming on the streets of Tokyo, and Chi Suisui happened to appear in the frame.
Suddenly, a beautiful girl appeared in the shot, and the live chat exploded.
[This face looks familiar!]
[It’s Chi Suisui, Journalist Chi, don’t you remember?]
[Damn, she’s in Tokyo?]
Seeing the viewership skyrocket, the live-streaming netizen hurriedly asked Chi Suisui, “Suisui, are you here to watch the Olympics or to travel?”
Chi Suisui smiled gracefully, “Of course to watch He Shen’s competition.”
She was very direct.
The relationship between Chi Suisui and He Xingwang had been speculated about many times. Her appearance in Tokyo this time confirmed it.
[Chi Suisui is truly a career fan.]
[I feel ashamed... I feel much poorer than Chi Suisui; I should be the real poor person!]
[Damn, she’s so beautiful!]
[I’ve already taken over ten screenshots, drooling over the screen.]
“Suisui, is this your—” The girl noticed the expressionless Qi Churui beside Chi Suisui and curiously asked.
This looked somewhat familiar?
“My younger brother.” Chi Suisui pinched Qi Churui’s cheek.
Qi Churui frowned and didn’t speak.
Instead, the audience in the live chat got extremely excited. Such a handsome boy being her brother was simply tempting.
A few hours later, Chi Suisui herself didn’t trend, but Qi Churui did.
Chi Suisui didn’t take this matter to heart.
The schedule for the Tokyo Olympics had long been released. The opening ceremony was on July 24th, and the next day’s competition included shooting events.
The first competition was the women’s 10-meter air rifle, meaning the first gold medal would be born there. The first gold medal of the previous Olympics was China’s.
And this time, it was also a key point for winning gold.
In the afternoon was He Xingwang’s men’s 10-meter air pistol competition.
Chi Suisui and Qi Churui arrived early outside the shooting venue, where fans who came ahead of time were taking pictures.
She took a photo and sent it to He Xingwang: [Look.]
He Xingwang was now living in the Olympic Village. When he received the message, he was resting in his room and immediately saw the corner revealed in the photo.
Eating Kanto stew.
Of course, they couldn’t eat anything else when they came here. With the competition approaching, even if Coach Zhu had something, he wouldn’t let them eat it.
“Will you cheer tomorrow?”
After sending the message, Chi Suisui asked Qi Churui.
Qi Churui was completely bewildered, “I’m not mute.”
Chi Suisui couldn’t help but laugh, “Who told you to stay silent for so long without saying a word, I thought you were considering your image and would remain silent until the end of the competition.”
“…”
Suddenly, the phone in Chi Suisui’s palm vibrated incessantly.
She opened it—it was a call from He Xingwang: “Hello?”
“Eat less street food.” It was very quiet around He Xingwang, and his deep voice sounded very clear.
“You can’t even control what I eat?” Chi Suisui asked.
“Eating too much is bad.” He was concise.
Chi Suisui seriously thought about why he suddenly called to emphasize this matter and curved her lips: “Are you afraid that I’ll get sick and can’t watch your competition?”
The answer came soon.
“Mm.”
Originally thinking it would be just one word, Chi Suisui heard the cool voice continue: “I hope you are there and see.”
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