The Film Emperor's Secretly Married Wife Ch. 4

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Her stepsister smiled. "Well, that may not be the case. I heard your dad's quite the pillar of the country. A pillar's student can't be bad, right Zhen Zhen?"

She clearly hoped Qi Zhen would stay away and not take up any resources in their family. After all, a dragon gave birth to a dragon, and a phoenix to a phoenix, but a mouse's daughter couldn't suddenly become a phoenix.

Now, Fang Minyi seemed a bit gentler than before, no longer as openly sharp-tongued, but she hadn't changed much.

Qi Zhen still remembered when she first came to the Fang family, and Fang Minyi had taken the little rabbit Qi Zhen had been raising for months. Qi Zhen had cried so hard, almost having an asthma attack, and she wanted to confront Fang Minyi about it.

Luo Linzhen patiently tried to reason with her, "You live in such good conditions now; you should feel grateful."

Qi Zhen took two bites, put down her chopsticks, and got up. She spoke in a soft, sincere tone, "I'm full."

Her mother put down her chopsticks, her delicate brows furrowed. "Zhen Zhen, you..."

Before her mother could react, Qi Zhen went into her room and immediately locked the door.

She had long grown accustomed to this—no longer expecting anything from her mother, and feeling indifferent towards Fang Minyi and her stepfather.

Why get angry for someone else?

Was it because the chips didn't taste good or the latest TV show was disappointing?

She casually opened a drawer filled with all sorts of snacks, sweets, and junk food—her comfort food.

Qi Zhen opened a bottle of cola, took a sip while looking at herself in the mirror, then sat cross-legged and began munching on chips, the crunching sound filling the quiet room.

Outside, the voices were muffled, but after dinner, she saw her mother and Fang Minyi walking downstairs with the dog.

Qi Zhen pulled out her phone and called her dad.

At this hour, he should be home already, and as expected, the call connected quickly.

Her dad's tired voice came through the phone, "Zhen Zhen?"

Qi Zhen set the chips aside and sat cross-legged, speaking to her dad, "Dad, did you have a heavy workload today? You sound so tired."

To be honest, she didn't know exactly what her dad did for a living. People had mentioned that he made contributions to the country, but Qi Zhen always felt a little confused because her mom often spoke ill of Qi Zhaoyuan.

Although Qi Zhen didn't think her dad was weak, he didn't seem quite as imposing as people made him out to be.

And because of his busy and confidential work, she hadn't seen him in a long time.

Her dad chuckled, lightly dismissing her concern, "It's nothing, just fixed a few data errors. I'm tired, but happy. By the way, how did the blind date go?"

Qi Zhen, sitting cross-legged, mumbled, "I'm only in my first year of university, don't rush me! It's too early! If I get married now, they'll probably laugh at me. I might even end up getting a divorce before I graduate."

Her dad took off his hazmat suit, tiredly rubbing his temples, then laughed when he heard his daughter's bright voice, "You're starting second year soon, and what's so funny about it? In our time, there were plenty of people who married young. What matters is whether the person is reliable, not how old you are when you marry!"

Her dad added, "I almost forgot about this... By the way, why did you tell him the opposite? Jingxing said you were quite..."

Qi Zhen immediately interrupted her dad, her face turning a little red. "I... I don't think we're a good match. I'll explain it to him later so it won't be awkward for you."

Her dad sighed but agreed, "Well, whatever makes you happy. But think it over again, alright?"

There wasn't much her dad could do for her. He was getting older, his career was slowly improving, but he could hardly offer the basic companionship she needed.

Qi Zhen paused, then awkwardly said, "You should focus on taking care of yourself. I don't want to hear about you getting sick and ending up in the hospital again. Grandma will definitely scold you if she finds out."

When the conversation turned to work, her dad quickly changed the subject. Qi Zhen understood—the pressure of his job, with its mismatched income and effort, was no small thing.

Smiling slightly, Qi Zhen held her phone in her hand and said, "Dad! I'll always support you. Focus on your work, and one day, I'll take care of you when you're older."

After hanging up the phone, Qi Zhen twirled a pen between her fingers, suddenly feeling inspired.

She continued writing late into the night, and by the time she stopped, she had a rough outline for her story. The only thing left was how to end it.

On a usual day, Qi Zhen liked to write horror short stories, which she submitted to a well-known local magazine. The pay wasn't much, but it was enough to get by.

She scrolled through her Weibo feed, aimlessly, not really sure what to look at, but instinctively, she checked for any news related to Yu Jingxing.

Not only was Yu Jingxing spotted in Hai City filming, but the latest trending topic was about him dining with the director, along with some rather irrational fan comments.

Qi Zhen clicked on one post that seemed to suggest that Yu Jingxing should never marry, claiming that such a perfect man was unmatched by any woman. One fan even went so far as to say that if Yu Jingxing got married, she would jump off a building.

It sounded quite disturbing, and naturally, some passersby and fans had flooded the comments, attacking her.

Qi Zhen wasn't sure how to feel about it. Perhaps Yu Jingxing had encountered plenty of crazy fans like this before, but it all felt so far removed from her own life. She didn't really believe she would ever become Yu Jingxing's wife.

Bored, she propped her chin up and casually scrolled through her Moments. After a while, she clicked on Yu Jingxing's profile picture by instinct.

She noticed that his Moments were filled with stock market updates and health tips—all reposts with no personal comments or messages.

Qi Zhen thought he probably had his privacy settings, and she couldn't see everything. After all, everyone has their private side.

Before going to sleep that night, she saw that he had updated his Moments.

[Goodnight]

The photo was of a starry night sky with high-rise buildings in the distance, a shot of Hai City's nightscape.

Qi Zhen paused for a moment, then decided it had nothing to do with her and put on her sleep mask, drifting off to sleep.

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