Chapter 110

Less than two months after her last press conference, Kong Xiyan was once again all over Weibo.

#Kong Xiyan Airport# #Kong Xiyan Suspected of Dating# #Kong Xiyan Intimate with Mystery Person#

Within two hours, those headlines topped the trending list, and netizens were abuzz guessing who Kong Xiyan's possible love interest could be. Within half an hour, Weibo had the answer.

The trending topics took a turn.

#Kong Xiyan's Love Interest is Jingyan CEO# #Jingyan CEO's Stunning Looks# #Kong Xiyan and Jingyan#

As soon as Kong Xiyan returned to her apartment, she grabbed her phone and saw over thirty missed calls. Tong Yue alone had called more than twenty times.

Only then did she remember she hadn't given Tong Yue a heads-up.

And her phone had been on silent, which explained all the missed calls.

Kong Xiyan smacked her forehead in frustration, then called Tong Yue back.

Tong Yue picked up and blurted out, "Xiyan, what's going on on Weibo? Are you and President Chi dating?"

Kong Xiyan glanced over at Chi Wanzhao, who was playing with Yanyan nearby, and shook her head. "No, we're not."

Tong Yue let out a visible sigh of relief. "Then what about the airport..."

Kong Xiyan pursed her lips. "I leaked that news."

Tong Yue frowned. "Why would you do that?"

Kong Xiyan shrugged nonchalantly. "Why not? What's wrong with me announcing to the world that I'm married?"

Tong Yue was caught off guard and coughed for a moment before managing, "What?"

"Married?"

"Xiyan, what exactly is your relationship with President Chi?"

Kong Xiyan smiled. "A legal one."

"Sister Tong, I'm already someone's wife."

Tong Yue: ...

Married.

She's married!

Her client is married!!

And to her boss!!!

She'd even thought Kong Xiyan's backer was Zhou Sheng! Remembering how Zhou Sheng had looked at her like she was an idiot, Tong Yue wanted to hit herself with a brick. For someone who prided herself on sharp insight, she hadn't noticed a thing between her client and the CEO.

She'd thought it was the assistant.

How utterly...

Tong Yue was floored. She said she needed a moment, and Kong Xiyan smiled. "I'll leave the Weibo matter to you, Sister Tong."

Tong Yue cleared her throat. She still wasn't used to her client suddenly being her boss's wife, but she was a veteran who'd weathered many storms, so she composed herself and said, "Alright, I've got it."

Kong Xiyan smiled. "Thanks for your trouble, Sister Tong."

"No trouble, no trouble."

It really wasn't any trouble.

If anything, if Kong Xiyan kept thanking her, Tong Yue might start thinking she was the one causing trouble.

Headache!

After hanging up, Kong Xiyan walked over to Chi Wanzhao, took Yanyan from her arms, and frowned as she felt the cat's weight in her hands. "Doesn't Yanyan seem a bit thin?"

Chi Wanzhao nodded. "That's a good thing. How about we send her back to my mom's for a couple of days each week?"

"To help her slim down."

Kong Xiyan: ...

Yanyan in her arms: Meow!

Looking at Yanyan, who seemed indignant, Kong Xiyan said, "Maybe not. I think she's fine as she is."

Yanyan nuzzled Kong Xiyan's face, licking her and purring affectionately. Watching them, Chi Wanzhao said, "Let's still send her."

Wang Haining, who had just finished making dinner and come over, added, "Sending her away is too much of a hassle. Why not let me take her to Changning? I'll get her in shape."

Kong Xiyan shot Chi Wanzhao a look that said if she agreed, there would be no sharing the bed tonight. Chi Wanzhao pursed her lips. "Forget it. It's fine for her to be a little plump."

Yanyan meowed at her in annoyance.

After returning to City B, Wang Haining didn't leave right away; she'd already booked a flight for the next day. Tonight was a farewell dinner with Kong Xiyan. The three sat around the table in a pleasant atmosphere, and naturally, they ended up having a few glasses of red wine.

Kong Xiyan thought she had a decent tolerance, but she never expected Wang Haining and Chi Wanzhao to be even worse off. Fortunately, the two, once drunk, didn't cause a scene; they just chatted a bit before dropping their heads onto the table and falling asleep.

Kong Xiyan looked at Chi Wanzhao, then at Wang Haining, and let out a resigned smile.

She managed to move them both to the bed, then breathed a sigh of relief. Reflecting on the day's events, she felt as if she were dreaming.

She truly hadn't expected to announce her marriage this way. In hindsight, she'd been a bit impulsive. Many things hadn't been properly sorted before she rushed to tell the world that the person beside Chi Wanzhao was her.

Kong Xiyan pressed her hand to her forehead.

Alright.

She had to admit.

She'd acted on impulse because of Chai Yin's return.

But she was willing to bear the consequences, and she savored them.

Lying in bed, Kong Xiyan turned her head to look at Chi Wanzhao beside her. Her delicate profile was beautiful, her breathing even, her chest rising and falling. Staring at her, Kong Xiyan inexplicably felt her face grow warm. She quickly got up, and Yanyan, sleeping on the bed, lifted her head, puzzled, her blue eyes curious.

Meeting Yanyan's dazed stare only made Kong Xiyan more embarrassed. With a soft huff, she turned and headed to the bathroom.

When she came out after showering, she heard her phone ringing loudly. She immediately glanced at Chi Wanzhao, but the latter was still sleeping soundly, not having stirred at all—seemingly undisturbed. Relieved, Kong Xiyan walked to the coffee table and picked up.

"Hello, Sister Kong. That Weibo thing... is it true? Are you really married to President Chi???"

A voice she hadn't heard in a long time came through—it was Fu Qiu.

The last time they'd spoken was when they exchanged New Year's greetings. After that, Fu Qiu had sent a few messages, but because she was abroad and dealing with Chi family matters, Kong Xiyan hadn't been in the mood to chat. Now, hearing that boisterous voice...

She really missed it.

Hearing no response, Fu Qiu called out, "Sister Kong?"

Kong Xiyan: "Hmm?"

"The Weibo stuff—it's true?"

Fu Qiu blurted, "Holy crap???"

"S-S-Sorry, Sister Kong. It's just... so unbelievable."

Then, remembering that Kong Xiyan didn't usually check Weibo, Fu Qiu pressed a hand to her pounding heart and said, "Have you seen Weibo? It's exploded!"

Kong Xiyan had checked a little earlier, but at that point she hadn't made a public statement, so people were only speculating. Now that it was confirmed, an explosion was expected.

She said, "I'll take a look."

Fu Qiu: "Alright, then I won't disturb your rest. See you tomorrow morning."

Kong Xiyan smiled slightly. "See you tomorrow morning."

After hanging up, she opened Weibo and saw that Tong Yue had posted an update on her behalf.

Just four words.

Kong Xiyan: I'm married.

Posted around 7 p.m., that post had already shot to number one on the trending list, with over five million likes and countless comments.

Kong Xiyan tapped to open it and found familiar faces from the entertainment circle in the top comments—Jingyan's artists, friends of artists, friends of friends—celebrities big and small, perfectly illustrating the butterfly effect in her comment section.

Reading the congratulations one by one, her eyes reddened for no reason.

—Happy newlywed! You two are perfect for each other!

—Happy newlywed, goddess Yan! Though I want to cry, boohoo.

—Yan, you're the best!

—I just became a fan, and now she's married. Could I have some of that luck?

—Don't you find it strange? The moment Chai Yin returns, Kong Xiyan announces her marriage, and their partner is the same person!

—Sour grapes, anyone? For your info, Chai Yin is at best an ex, if not just a rumor!

—Stop hogging the spotlight! Today is the happy day of goddess Yan's announcement. Other fans, go back to your own business!

Kong Xiyan read the comments one by one, a complex feeling washing over her. Just as she was about to put down her phone and sleep, she saw she'd been tagged.

She clicked on it.

And saw the tagger.

The ID belonged to the person currently asleep on the bed.

Chi Wanzhao: New Year's three wishes: health for family, peace for friends, and my wife forever by my side, @Kong Xiyan.

That cheesy line definitely didn't sound like something Chi Wanzhao would come up with herself; she must have told Zhou Sheng to post it. Kong Xiyan pictured Zhou Sheng staring at the computer, face full of frustration, finally writing such a line, and found it oddly amusing. She also looked forward to seeing Chi Wanzhao's reaction when she saw the post.

It would certainly be interesting.

With that post, netizens flocked over.

—God, this dog food is from ancient times, but I'm full!

—I can take it! Bring on more dog food from '82!

—So sweet, so sweet, so sweet!!!

—Everyone's focusing on the post, but I'm counting—this Jingyan CEO has only posted once!

—And that one was for her wife, goddess Yan.

—Um... don't you think she's super hot too??? Her face is more stunning than most female celebs!

—Noticed! Gorgeous!

The slight discomfort Kong Xiyan had felt earlier on her own Weibo vanished; now her heart was warm. She put down her phone, walked to the bed, and sat down. Looking down at Chi Wanzhao's sleeping face, she remembered the comments and couldn't help reaching out to touch her cheek.

Her skin was smooth and delicate. From the red wine, her cheeks were flushed, making her look exceptionally lovely.

Kong Xiyan watched her for a while, then fetched the pajamas from the cabinet and changed Chi Wanzhao into them. Just as she was about to get up to put the clothes away, her wrist was grabbed, and then she was pulled down onto the bed with Chi Wanzhao on top of her.

The clothes she'd changed out of were still clutched to her chest. Chi Wanzhao glanced down, tossed them aside, and Kong Xiyan parted her lips. "Hey! Mmph..."

Chi Wanzhao lowered her head, pressing her lips to hers. She lingered for a long while until they were both breathless before pulling away. Kong Xiyan's lips were slightly swollen, her eyes shimmering with tears, and she glared at Chi Wanzhao, annoyed. "What's gotten into you?"

Her voice was soft, lacking any real bite—more like she was being coy.

Chi Wanzhao felt a tickle in her heart as she leaned close to Kong Xiyan's reddened ear and whispered, "Has my wife forgotten what day it is today?"

Kong Xiyan paused.

Chi Wanzhao's birthday?

No.

Her birthday?

Not that either.

Kong Xiyan racked her brains but couldn't figure it out. She nudged Chi Wanzhao and asked, "What day is it?"

Chi Wanzhao pressed her upper body against hers. "The night of our wedding."

Kong Xiyan: ...