The Scheming Ex-Husband's Courtship-Chapter 467 - 416 Title

Chapter 467: Chapter 416 Title
Zhuo Yuqing knew which room Bai Chengxi was staying in, so once she got on the elevator, she went straight to his floor.
Watching the numbers climb continuously was like riding a roller coaster going upward, both thrilling and a bit scary.
The suitcase rolled almost silently over the carpet; turning a corner, she would reach Bai Chengxi’s room,
As she turned the corner, someone hurriedly approached from the opposite direction. Zhuo Yuqing wasn’t prepared and got bumped into squarely, stumbling backward almost to the point of falling.
That person didn’t seem to expect to bump into someone either, hurriedly apologized, and headed towards the elevator. Zhuo Yuqing only managed to catch a glimpse of her retreating figure—a slender shape, wearing a silky nightgown with long, black curly hair cascading down to her waist, not needing to see her face to guess she was beautiful.
Zhuo Yuqing didn’t say anything; after all, it wasn’t intentional. She straightened her slightly wrinkled clothes and arrived at Bai Chengxi’s door.
Confirming that the door number was correct, she hesitated before raising her hand, wanting to knock but not daring to. Finally, after taking a few deep breaths, she tapped lightly on the door with her knuckles.
After waiting for a while, Zhuo Yuqing heard no movement. She thought Bai Chengxi had already fallen asleep. But since she had come, she couldn’t just drag her luggage back, not at this late hour, to avoid waking her parents and getting scolded.
Zhuo Yuqing had no choice but to steel herself and knock again, this time with more force, figuring that if he was asleep, she’d have to wake him up.
This time, she finally heard movement inside. It seemed to be fast, and soon, the door she was standing in front of was flung open, followed immediately by Bai Chengxi’s somewhat annoyed voice: "Enough already, wasn’t I clear enough just now?"
Zhuo Yuqing shrank her neck at his shouting, dazedly forgetting to react. What was wrong with him, unleashing such fury? Since she had known him, she had never seen him with such an overwhelming aura.
Not only was Zhuo Yuqing stunned, Bai Chengxi was as well. He hadn’t expected to see Zhuo Yuqing here, at this time. He was wearing a beige cashmere coat, no hat or gloves, and his little face was red from the cold. Startled by his sudden outburst, her large eyes were wide open, not blinking at all.
Bai Chengxi’s expression softened immediately, a hint of tender warmth creeping onto his lips as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her inside.
"Why did you come here?"
Inside the room, Zhuo Yuqing felt somewhat uneasy, not knowing how to respond, blinking her watery eyes blankly at him.
Seeing her with her luggage, Bai Chengxi immediately understood. His previously irritable mood dissipated as if a cup of muddy water had merged into a clear stream, vanishing instantly with her arrival.
He couldn’t resist embracing her, delighted beyond belief, yet he chided, "Don’t do this again next time. It’s not safe for a girl to be out this late at night. Even if you want to come, call me in advance. I’ll pick you up."
Zhuo Yuqing remained silent, inhaling the fresh scent of his recent shower, her previously anxious heart gradually calming down. The desire to see him was so strong that it had uncontrollably propelled her to rush over here.
Now, nestled in his arms, it all seemed worth it.
After he helped Zhuo Yuqing take off her coat, he warmed her cold face with his hands. Her tiny face looked even smaller cupped in his palms, and he silently gazed down at her.
"Didn’t think I’d come running over in the middle of the night?" he softly scoffed, "Do you even realize that coming here is like walking straight into the lion’s den?"
Zhuo Yuqing blinked her big eyes in confusion: "What do you mean?"
"Bai Chengxi...." Zhuo Yuqing truly didn’t mean anything by coming to see him,
I’d only experienced unrequited love before, but now this feeling is more like being in love.
"Bai Chengxi, do you like me?" she asked, lifting her moist eyes to look at him.
He smiled gently: "What do you think?"
Before she could understand what his three words meant, he leaned down to kiss her, his husky voice turning into a tenderness between her lips: "Is it okay?"
Zhuo Yuqing could feel his tense body. At this moment, he was still willing to respect her. If a man didn’t fancy a woman, why would he consider her opinion? She was his wife; it was her duty, she shouldn’t refuse in the first place. His words gave her a sense of being cherished. Without needing an answer, her actions told him everything.
As if granted permission, Bai Chengxi...
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Su Yingluo returned to her room, furiously sweeping everything off the table, humiliated by the cold treatment she’d just received from Bai Chengxi.
She had thrown herself into his arms, yet he remained indifferent and aloof. It was her youthful impetuosity that led her to make such a decision back then. Now she regretted it, yet he was unwilling to give her even a chance.
"Sister Luo, have some coffee." Xiao Lan brought over the freshly brewed coffee.
Xiao Lan picked it up to hand to Su Yingluo, suddenly noticing in the transparent compartment of the wallet, a photo of Su Yingluo and Bai Chengxi together.
The two people in the photo were intimately embracing. Su Yingluo’s head rested on Bai Chengxi’s shoulder, and one of his hands was on her shoulder. Such a pose, under the warm sun, left no doubt about their close relationship.
"Sister Luo." Xiao Lan picked up the wallet, suddenly struck with an idea, "Sister Luo, why don’t we go public with your relationship with President Bai to the media?"
"What?" Su Yingluo frowned, placing the cigarette she was holding into the ashtray.
"I mean, if we reveal your relationship to the world, President Bai will surely have to bow to you under the pressure. All he cares about now is his male pride. Once everyone knows about your relationship, and if you are willing to make amends in public, I think President Bai will probably drop his attitude."
Su Yingluo’s gaze fell on the photograph. It was taken ten years ago when they both still had their youthful and tender looks, radiant in their expression, unlike their current troubled appearance.
Pulling the photo out, Su Yingluo’s memories passed through the thin paper to bygone days, recalling those happy moments, she couldn’t help but sigh.
But she had no regrets. In pursuit of her dream, she would not stop.
"Let’s wait a while. Half a month from now, the drama I’m currently working on will wrap up, then we can release this news. It’ll serve as good publicity too," said Su Yingluo wisely, her face showing the savvy and experience she’d gained from years in the industry. In her value system, even her love life had to be of value; she was no longer the naive girl who only talked about love. She wanted to win in love and her career.
Xiao Lan scratched his head: "You always think things through, Sister Luo. But, won’t Chengguang Entertainment have misgivings when they find out about you and President Bai? After all, Chengguang and Xingdong are fierce rivals."
"No, because the money I make for them is enough to overlook these little details," said Su Yingluo with calm detachment as she took a drag on her cigarette. "Go to the hotel and order breakfast. Chengxi likes soy milk and deep-fried dough sticks. Have them make a fresh batch and deliver it to his room in the morning."
"Sister Luo really knows President Bai well. I’ll go right now."