Five minutes later, Song Xi emerged, dressed in a gown.
The custom-made long dress accentuated her graceful figure.
She was indeed born to be an actress, with long limbs and not a trace of excess fat. The black fabric made her fair skin glow, and her eyes seemed to hold stories.
She leaned against the doorframe, her eyes curved in a smile.
She looked like a captivating enchantress.
"Do I look good?"
The question was superfluous.
Lou Yuming's throat tightened. He cupped her slender, graspable waist, his eyes burning with emotion.
Song Xi felt his physical reaction and playfully pulled away from his embrace, saying, "No, we have to leave in two hours."
Lou Yuming turned, pinning her to the bed, his voice hoarse, "There's enough time."
...
Afterward, Lou Yuming forbade her from wearing the dress again.
It was too revealing, and the hem had been torn.
Song Xi, exasperated, slipped into a long-sleeved top and pants, complaining, "Didn't you promise not to leave any marks?"
Lou Yuming offered her concealer, "Next time."
Song Xi rolled her eyes.
Men's words, as expected, couldn't be trusted.
A while later, Lou Yuming received a call from the old lady.
She asked him to pick up Song Xi and bring her to the old residence for a family dinner.
Even at this point, the old lady hadn't given up.
It seemed she truly had ulterior motives.
He watched the woman in front of the mirror apply mascara and lipstick, her face full of anticipation.
Lou Yuming murmured "Mm" into the phone. After hanging up, he walked over to her.
Song Xi pouted and asked, "Does this lipstick look good?"
Lou Yuming nodded. In truth, she looked better without it.
"Have fun."
He instructed, "I'll be going back to the old residence later. Don't drink any alcohol. If you do, call Yao Yifan to pick you up."
His tone was gentle, but Song Xi felt as if he were reporting his itinerary to her.
After Lou Yuming left, Song Xi tidied up for a moment, intending to call for a ride. Then, her peripheral vision caught sight of a black Volkswagen parked downstairs, with Yao Yifan standing beside it.
Song Xi paused for a moment, then quickly went downstairs.
Yao Yifan explained, "The master said you'd have a lot of belongings and was worried, so he asked me to drive you."
Song Xi blinked. "Then where is he going himself?"
"The master drove himself."
Yao Yifan was Lou Yuming's personal assistant and had never served anyone else before.
Yao Yifan went upstairs to get some biscuits, adding as an afterthought, "The master is really good to you."
Song Xi stood frozen, looking at the Volkswagen logo before her, feeling somewhat overwhelmed.
A Volkswagen was indeed inconspicuous on the road.
Song Xi felt more at ease in the car.
She asked, "When was this car bought?"
"Just two days ago."
"And the Porsche from before?"
"The master said he's not driving it for the time being."
Yao Yifan glanced at her in the rearview mirror and said, "The master said that once he hires a suitable assistant, that person will be responsible for picking you up and dropping you off, so he can rest assured."
"Why is he suddenly so thoughtful..." Song Xi felt a shiver down her spine.
Yao Yifan smiled, "The master has always been very thoughtful towards you."
The wrap-up party was held at a farmhouse, quite a distance from the city.
The car had been driving for an hour and still hadn't arrived.
Song Xi was bored and chatted with Ge Baitao on her phone for a while.
She was busy renovating her company; her agent had quit and intended to become a boss.
Looking at the progress photos she sent, Song Xi thought it looked good and sent an encouraging emoji.
A moment later, Ye Tian urged her.
Ye Tian: [Sister, when will you arrive?]
Song Xi checked the route and replied: [About half an hour left.]
Ye Tian: [Okay, waiting for you!]
The sun was just right that day, and Song Xi leaned against the car window, taking a few photos.
Dai Ze had told her not to post on Weibo for a while, so she had uninstalled the app.
She didn't feel like posting on Moments either. After much thought, Song Xi picked a few photos she liked and sent them to Lou Yuming.