The Film Emperor's Secretly Married Wife Ch. 44

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They slowly leaned down and kissed. She had the lipstick uncapped, her elbow hooked around his neck, standing on the stool to reach him. As the air grew thinner and the heat rose, her pink toes curled slightly.

After kissing, Yu Jingxing's lips also had a mark. Qi Zhen gave his face a quick peck.

Yu Jingxing lowered his head and kissed her lips again, smiling faintly, "From now on, only wear it for your husband."

Qi Zhen knew exactly when he meant.

Grandma arranged to have dinner at home with Yu Jingxing, but she had actually rushed back yesterday without a moment to rest. She hadn't even had time to catch her breath before calling her grandson-in-law to set a time and went to the market to buy a bunch of veggies, meat, chicken, duck, fish, and pork.

As for why she skipped the granddaughter, it was because the granddaughter was unreliable and in poor health. The family didn't want her to worry at all—they basically wanted to keep her pampered like a delicate baby.

So it was easier to just talk directly with Yu Jingxing: simpler, quicker, straightforward, efficient, perfect... That's what Grandma thought.

Before going out with Yu Jingxing, Qi Zhen thought for a moment and only wore a pair of sunglasses that covered her face.

She always felt that wrapping herself up so tightly every time was just exhausting.

If she wanted to stick with Yu Jingxing until their golden anniversary, she definitely couldn't keep hiding and covering up like this forever, so she decided to be a little less tired.

Grandma's house wasn't far from Yu Jingxing and Qi Zhen's place—they were both in the city center. It was only about a fifteen-minute walk, and driving during rush hour wasn't very convenient.

It just happened to be evening, and the sky had already darkened.

Qi Zhen said, "Let's just walk over."

Then she pinched her fingers, hesitating and then vetoed the idea, "Never mind, what if we get photographed?"

Actually, she really wanted to hold hands with her husband and stroll around.

Her senior in her friend group had just gotten married, and every week she and her husband held hands while shopping and watching movies, feeding each other at dessert shops, picnicking and flying kites in the park—posting photos that were super sweet.

Qi Zhen doubted she could ever have a life like that.

Yu Jingxing noticed her slight disappointment, slowly twisted her little hand, and comforted her, "I checked the weather forecast. It's going to rain a little in Haicheng this evening."

Qi Zhen looked up at him, a little hopeful, so Yu Jingxing put a baseball cap on her.

By evening, it really started to drizzle. Yu Jingxing held the umbrella and took his wife's hand in one hand.

On both sides of the road were tall, lush plane trees with branches bending so close they nearly touched, forming a natural dome.

She wore a plain dress, her raven-black long hair was smooth with slightly curled ends, her back delicate and slender.

When Qi Zhen looked up at him through the light rain, she could just see the man's calm jawline and a sexy Adam's apple.

He wore sunglasses, expressionless, looking untouchable.

Like the leading man in those TV dramas.

The girl carefully lifted her dress hem and tiptoed over a small puddle, but her ankle twisted slightly, and he immediately grabbed her wrist tightly.

Yu Jingxing was always helpless with her and then forbade her from jumping puddles anymore.

Although it was raining, there were still people around.

Though it was just a fifteen-minute walk, Qi Zhen felt a bit nervous after leaving the neighborhood.

She saw a pedestrian who seemed suspiciously glancing at them, while girls carrying shopping bags whispered quietly in the rain.

But since Yu Jingxing held a black umbrella and was holding a young girl's hand, no one could be sure through the rain.

Still, some people followed behind for a while. When they were about to turn, a girl behind suddenly quickened her pace and called out a little loudly, "Yu Jingxing?!"

There were whispers and screams behind them too.

Qi Zhen went stiff all over and really wanted to ditch him and run away.

But at the same time, she also wanted to snuggle closer, her palm nearly sweating.

Yu Jingxing held the umbrella and her hand, his eyes behind the brown lenses calm and indifferent. He looked down and smiled at her, saying, "Let's keep going."

Luckily, because of the rain, there weren't as many pedestrians as usual, and most were rushing by with umbrellas.

Qi Zhen's eyes were nearly blank—just embarrassed and lost.

The girls behind kept following closely, and the passersby were staring because of them. Soon it wasn't just those girls who noticed; people started quietly saying things like "Post it on Weibo," "Wife," and "Get a photo."

Passersby all looked on, some recognizing Yu Jingxing and screaming in surprise. The crowd on their side grew bigger and bigger. Maybe it was just her imagination, but the pedestrians felt denser and noisier.

Just before a traffic light, as they stopped, a couple mustered courage to come up and ask for an autograph and a photo.

It was clear both the guy and girl were his fans, thrilled like they'd won the lottery. They said they met, fell in love, and started dating because they both liked Yu Jingxing's works.

Besides people taking pictures with phones, others were looking ready to jump in too.

Qi Zhen pulled her hat brim lower and buried her face in his chest.

Yu Jingxing, wearing sunglasses, put a hand over her face and politely declined, "I really appreciate your support, but my wife and I are in a hurry, so it's not convenient to take photos or sign autographs."

Though disappointed, the couple accepted it. The guy's face flushed, and he stammered, "W-wishing you happiness."

Yu Jingxing smiled at him, "Thank you, young man."

Qi Zhen lifted her head from his chest, glanced at the couple, blushed, and smiled shyly.

The girl in the couple was stunned.

When they hurried across the street and left, she exclaimed to her boyfriend in shock, "His wife is actually so pretty!"

...

Although some fans followed behind, luckily right after crossing the street was Grandma's gated community, which was pretty high-end and didn't let random people in.

When they reached the community gate, Yu Jingxing turned and said to them, "Do me a favor."

Some fans carrying plastic bags with cooked food or looking like they just got off work exchanged glances and nodded.

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