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The two stood at the entrance.
He Xingwang’s chin was touched, her smooth nails grazing it, causing a slight itch—but still within his restraint.
“There are people around,” he reminded her.
Chi Suisui casually withdrew her hand and greeted Li Huaiming, who had just gotten out of the car.
Li Huaiming quickly scurried away.
He had just overheard that line, feeling overwhelmed by the public display of affection. He thought to himself: you’re both Daji; there’s nothing to fight over.
“Did you come directly from Hokkaido this morning?” He Xingwang placed her suitcase in the car and turned to look at her intently.
“No, I arrived last night.” Chi Suisui yawned.
When her parents left in the evening, she had conveniently bought a night flight ticket and slept for a few hours on the plane.
She always had high standards for sleeping conditions, and those few hours on the plane were far from sufficient. She was still a bit sleepy now.
“You can sleep in the car later,” He Xingwang said, pressing his lips together.
“What if I talk in my sleep? Won’t everyone in the car hear it?” Chi Suisui teased deliberately.
“…”
He Xingwang frowned. “I’ll cover your mouth.”
Chi Suisui was amused by his serious expression.
After the shooting competition ended, the Olympic Village had reclaimed the Shooting Sports Center’s room keys, so they stayed in a hotel for two days.
After all, the competition was over, and it was time to relax and try some local delicacies.
While everyone was packing, she followed He Xingwang to his room. The hotel room was naturally very normal.
However, when Chi Suisui glanced at the bedside table, she saw condoms.
Actually, during the Olympics, the official organizers distributed many of them. For example, during the previous Rio Olympics, the organizing committee handed out nearly 150,000 condoms.
Chi Suisui thought they must have a lot of energy.
She leaned back on the bed. Her mint-green dress contrasted sharply with the snow-white sheets, and her long legs stretched out without any reservation.
“Suisui.” He Xingwang approached her, towering above her, the view of her curves coming into sight.
His eyes slightly darkened.
The last time they had intimate contact was before the Olympics began—two weeks ago. Today was their first real close encounter since then.
It was impossible not to feel anything.
Chi Suisui quickly felt drowsy and barely heard him calling her name, but she did sense the aggressive aura approaching.
When she opened her eyes, He Xingwang was only a few centimeters away, one arm resting beside her.
Her gaze dropped to the man’s tense jawline, sharp and cold, his Adam’s apple moving as he restrained himself.
“Your clothes are under you,” he succinctly stated.
“Oh.”
Chi Suisui responded and prepared to get up. However, in this position, she directly fell into He Xingwang’s arms.
Soft beyond description.
This collision woke her up a bit, and she rubbed her forehead. “I almost fell asleep just now.”
He Xingwang only hummed in response.
Chi Suisui originally wanted to say something more but keenly noticed the change in his mood. She altered her movement, pressing against his chest.
Then she wrapped her arms around He Xingwang’s neck and whispered in his ear, “Husband, do you want to kiss me?”
The room instantly filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.
“…”
Before He Xingwang could respond, Chi Suisui shifted her gaze and kissed him, from the tip of his nose to his lips, twice.
The man’s face was marked with lipstick.
Chi Suisui rubbed it a bit, ready to say something more, but He Xingwang kissed her, his eyes unreadable yet clearly filled with desire.
A long-awaited kiss lasted for a while.
When Chi Suisui was released, she panted softly, pulling up the strap of her dress. “Are you not afraid of leaving a hickey?”
They would meet countless people along the way.
“It won’t happen,” He Xingwang’s voice was slightly hoarse and deep, incredibly sexy. He said, “I know my limits.”
“…”
Was this the right moment to mention limits?
Chi Suisui was speechless, lowering her head to see that her clothes just covered the slight red mark below her collarbone.
Surely, men could still be rational even when overwhelmed by passion.
He Xingwang sat beside her for a while until there was a knock on the door: “He Shen, are you ready?”
Two people outside were still talking.
“He Shen probably fell asleep.”
“Journalist Chi is here, maybe they’re packing.”
“It’s precisely because Journalist Chi is here that things might have heated up.”
“…”
Chi Suisui listened as the car started and burst out laughing, pushing He Xingwang, “Go open the door.”
He Xingwang opened the door, scaring off the two youngsters.
Because his expression was cold, and his teammates who had been with him for many years accurately gauged his emotions, plus the lipstick on his lips.
The two left a sentence and ran off.
Not long after, the news of He Xingwang having lipstick on his face spread throughout the Shooting Sports Center, but he remained oblivious and finished packing with that color on.
It wasn’t until they were about to leave that Chi Suisui noticed.
She wiped it clean with a wet wipe. He Xingwang stood in front of her, lowering his eyes to watch her, letting her do as she pleased.
“Would you have gone out like that if I hadn’t wiped it off?” Chi Suisui asked.
“I couldn’t see it,” He Xingwang replied, quite unabashedly.
“Then you’d be on the headlines again.” Chi Suisui threw away the wet wipe. “He Shen’s secret rendezvous with a new lover at the Olympics, acting arrogantly.”
“…”
Anything could make the headlines.
“Tabloid headline: He Shen’s newlywed wife cries daily.” Chi Suisui added another jab. “My reputation is ruined.”
He Xingwang chuckled lightly.
By the time the two went out, the car was almost full.
Although Coach Zhu seemed dissatisfied with her, he was actually quite accommodating. She was even arranged to sit with He Xingwang.
Originally, this seat belonged to Coach Zhu.
Chi Suisui thanked Coach Zhu, sat down, and, having nothing else to do, started playing with her phone.
Su Mian, who had returned earlier, was already working at the news agency. However, since there wasn’t much going on recently, the news agency’s focus was still on the Olympics.
Su Mian: [Boss, when will you return?]
Su Mian: [Doctor Song is on dates every day. I’m so lonely alone.]
Chi Suisui scrolled through the chat records from a few minutes ago and replied: [Why don’t you start a relationship?]
Su Mian: [Should I date my phone?]
Chi Suisui couldn’t help but smile.
Actually, Su Mian’s social circle was quite small. The boys in the news agency were purely colleagues, meaning there was no potential romantic interest.
And she belonged to the type who “really wants to date,” but once pursued, she thought, “Chatting is such a waste of time.”
Fortunately, Su Mian changed the topic herself.
Chi Suisui told her they would return today and browsed through several news articles sent to her, being a diligent and responsible editor-in-chief.
As expected, the trending topics were all related to the Olympics.
Seeing Chi Suisui absorbed in her phone, He Xingwang casually opened his mouth after a while: “Don’t look at your phone while in the car.”
“Then what should I look at?”
Just as Chi Suisui was about to turn off her phone, she received a new message from Su Mian.
Su Mian: [Boss, were you wearing your wedding ring when you watched the match that day?]
The ring?
Chi Suisui glanced at her own hand—her slender fingers were bare—but she had worn her wedding ring when she went to watch He Xingwang’s match.
She asked: [It didn’t cost much. What’s the matter?]
Su Mian: [#Link Boss, take a look yourself.]
As soon as Chi Suisui clicked on the link, a forum post appeared with bold, eye-catching text in the title—[Isn’t that a wedding ring on Chi Suisui’s finger?!]
“Previously, I didn’t pay attention to her since she was just an ordinary person. But today, I stumbled upon that animated GIF of her stunning beauty going viral abroad. Did any of you notice? The hand holding the small national flag clearly has a ring on it—it must be a wedding ring.”
Attached was an enlarged photo of the ring. Though slightly blurry due to zooming, the ring itself was unmistakable.
[Didn’t they just announce the childhood betrothal? Are they already married??]
[I originally thought she’d end up marrying someone she truly loved.]
[Is this beautiful woman really married already?!]
[That ring doesn’t look cheap.]
[If it’s not cheap, then it means her childhood betrothal partner isn’t bad… Why do I suddenly feel reassured??]
With the appearance of analysis enthusiasts, almost everyone in the comments shifted focus and started digging into how much Chi Suisui’s wedding ring cost.
However, this wedding ring was custom-made.
Seeing this, even Chi Suisui couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, curious about what conclusions these netizens would reach.
[I couldn’t find this ring online. Either it’s from a small brand or designed by a designer.]
[Probably a small brand…]
[+1. I think it’s just an ordinary ring, but the design is really pretty.]
[It’s probably worth a few ten thousand at most. Didn’t they say her family background was normal? This price range seems fitting.]
[As someone in the industry, let me say this: I’ve handled hundreds, if not thousands, of rings, and this one can’t be cheap. I’m more inclined to think it’s custom-made. The style looks like one of my favorite designers.]
[How much does that designer charge?]
[Reply to the above: One of his wedding ring designs from three years ago was priced at three million. You can imagine this year’s prices.]
Once the word “millions” came out, the entire thread exploded.
Netizens unanimously declared this a fake rumor. If Chi Suisui were really that wealthy, she wouldn’t have married her childhood betrothal partner but rather some tycoon.
It wasn’t uncommon for a beautiful journalist to marry into wealth.
[This actually makes sense… It just doesn’t sit well with me.]
[Hey, she’s so gorgeous. Isn’t it normal for a rich man to want to marry her? If I were rich, I’d want to marry her too.]
[What about her childhood betrothal?]
[What era are we in? Childhood betrothals are outdated. Starting over isn’t bad.]
[Looking at it this way, she’s not as high-minded as she seems.]
[Fake high-mindedness. After experiencing real society, how could she possibly want to return to her original family?]
[Maybe that viral beauty abroad was all marketing. Judging from this, her husband seems willing to splurge on her.]
[Chi Suisui doesn’t strike me as naive.]
[Let’s drop it.]
The later speculations veered wildly off course, heading straight to Siberia.
Chi Suisui found herself thoroughly entertained, watching them assign her several different scripts filled with dramatic twists worthy of a soap opera.
By the time they reached the airport, she reluctantly put her phone away.
The waiting time was a bit long.
Chi Suisui wore a mask and a hat. Since she was wearing a dress, she draped He Xingwang’s coat over her shoulders. Blending into the crowd, she didn’t stand out.
They entered the VIP lounge shortly after.
In that short while, Chi Suisui grew drowsy again.
She had only napped for a few minutes at the hotel before spending a long time fooling around with He Xingwang. Now, she was past the excitement phase.
He Xingwang turned his head slightly, “Want to sleep?”
“Mm.” Chi Suisui whispered softly, “Don’t move. Let me lean on your shoulder and rest. Wake me up when it’s time to board.”
He Xingwang’s expression softened, “Alright.”
He reached out and gently massaged her temple.
Though people might struggle to fall asleep amidst noise, it wasn’t the case here. It was like high school, where she could nap during breaks.
Chi Suisui fell asleep quickly, her head resting on He Xingwang’s shoulder.
He Xingwang closed his eyes to rest, the two of them looking harmonious.
Others in the VIP lounge, who had been chatting and laughing noisily, noticed this pleasant scene and instinctively lowered their voices.
After an unknown amount of time, the boarding announcement sounded.
Coach Zhu counted heads one by one. When he reached He Xingwang, He Xingwang placed a finger to his lips, “No need to wake her.”
Chi Suisui, usually lively, looked serene in her sleep.
He Xingwang scooped her up effortlessly. Chi Suisui naturally adjusted herself into a comfortable position. The coat draped over her covered her face completely.
She slept even more soundly in his arms.
The boarding line was long, mostly people returning after watching the Olympics. As soon as the Shooting Sports Center group appeared, they were recognized.
Coincidentally, a live-streamer sharing her outdoor adventures was on the same flight.
She was broadcasting, chatting with her fans: “The competitions are mostly over. I’m at the airport now and will be heading home for my birthday.”
Hearing some commotion, she turned her head.
Being a sharp outdoor streamer, she instinctively turned her camera towards the source of the noise. A row of men entered the frame.
[Wow!]
[Did they just randomly encounter athletes?!]
[Which team? Which team?]
The outdoor streamer raised her camera. He Xingwang, being tall, was immediately recognized by viewers in the live chat once his face appeared.
The barrage of comments flooded the screen.
[Holy crap! What luck!]
[Streamer, zoom in closer! You’ve encountered He Shen!]
[Wait, who’s that in He Shen’s arms?]
[… Look at those legs—so slim and white. If that’s not a woman, I’ll eat my phone on stream today!]
[???]
[He Shen cheated???]
“Oh—it might be He Shen’s wife?”
The outdoor streamer didn’t think much of it, but the number of viewers skyrocketed incredibly fast, jumping channels to reach the homepage.
Within minutes, the viewer count exploded.
The airport was bustling with people, many of them fellow citizens. Those who hadn’t recognized the group were quickly informed, naturally drawing a crowd. The noise level gradually increased.
Some people eagerly moved forward to ask for autographs.
By now, the live stream had surpassed tens of thousands of viewers, rapidly approaching 200,000. The barrage of comments overwhelmed the screen.
[Is He Shen’s wife here too?]
[Since it’s so open, it must be his wife, right?]
[He Shen is wearing a wedding ring on his hand.]
He Xingwang didn’t often wear his wedding ring—partly because of training and partly because of the competition—but he had put it on after everything ended.
Chi Suisui stirred slightly amidst the commotion.
Her slight movement caused the loosely draped coat to slip down, revealing a radiant and beautiful face.
The live chat room, still growing in numbers, erupted.
[???]
[This face looks so damn familiar!]
[—Isn’t that Chi Suisui?!]
[Holy crap! Chi Suisui and He Shen?? What a magical world. Please don’t tell us they’re married!]
[Ahhhh, is Chi Suisui’s childhood betrothal partner He Shen??]
[Why didn’t my mom arrange a childhood betrothal for me!]
[I want a childhood betrothal like that!]
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