Su Ding paused, then turned to see a tall, slender figure standing under the streetlights.
He was wearing a suit, standing there quietly.
His usually cold and powerful aura was now calm and mysterious, and the charm of a mature man made Su Ding's heart race.
"Jin Ye."
Su Ding hurried forward, unable to contain her inner excitement.
Jin Ye gently ruffled her messy hair, his voice deep and pleasant, "Let's go, I'll take you to dinner."
"Mhm, why are you here today?" Su Ding proactively linked her arm with his.
"I had a last-minute meeting and thought of you being here, so I came over."
Jin Ye felt at ease seeing Su Ding.
Feeling his wife's arm linked with his, the two walked in the night breeze, chatting warmly. This was happiness, wasn't it?
They went to a restaurant specializing in private dining.
Since they had made a reservation, the wait for food wasn't long. Su Ding was indeed hungry after a day of not eating, so she began to dig in.
That night, the couple checked into a hotel to rest.
It was another night of passion. Perhaps because they were away from home, both were a little excited.
"Don't bite there, you'll see it tomorrow."
"Mmm..."
Su Ding pushed the man above her away in embarrassment, but was met with even more intense possession.
Finally, the two fell asleep in each other's arms.
The next morning, Su Ding was woken by a phone call. Xiao Yuan reminded her not to forget the interview that evening.
After hanging up, Jin Ye also woke up.
"Good morning."
Jin Ye's voice was husky. He pulled Su Ding down into his arms and kissed her.
Su Ding pulled her head out from his embrace and looked down to tidy her clothes, only to see a distinct hickey on her collarbone.
Her face flushed slightly, and she felt a little annoyed, unable to resist kicking Jin Ye under the covers.
"What are your plans today?" Su Ding asked.
"Going back. There are still things to handle at the company. You sleep in a bit longer, I've already spoken to Luo Zhu."
Jin Ye threw off the covers, got out of bed, and went to wash and dress.
Su Ding also got up to dress, "I'll return to the city tomorrow. There are still some scenes to film, and then I'll check on Xiao Xi."
"Mhm, he's fine now."
What Jin Ye didn't say was that Shao Lin had already moved into the Jin residence.
Su Ding went over to tie his tie for him, "Take care of yourself, and don't get too tired."
Jin Ye looked at his wife tenderly. Once the tie was tied, he pushed her onto the bed and kissed her lips.
Su Ding's face flushed, and her eyes were a little misty.
"Be good, I'm leaving."
Jin Ye stroked Su Ding's face and got up, leaving the room.
Not long after, the hotel delivered breakfast. After eating, Su Ding rushed to the villa to continue filming.
As soon as Su Ding entered the living room, she saw Zhang Meng coming downstairs wearing slippers and a face mask.
"Ding Ding, you're back," Zhang Meng greeted her kindly.
"Mhm," Su Ding nodded. She carried the breakfast she bought on the way towards the kitchen, "Have you eaten?"
"Not yet, Ding Ding, you're so thoughtful."
Zhang Meng followed behind. Seeing Su Ding putting breakfast onto plates, with her collar a bit loose, revealing a red mark on her collarbone.
Zhang Meng leaned closer, looking casually.
She confirmed it was a hickey!
Yesterday, the production crew said Su Ding had other work arrangements, but this mark clearly indicated she had been out and about.
"Ding Ding, do you think my necklace looks good?"
As soon as Su Ding finished arranging the breakfast, she stood up straight upon hearing this and looked over.
The next second, Zhang Meng reached out and touched the necklace on Su Ding's neck, "Yours is from the same series as mine, right?"
Su Ding was very repelled by her sudden closeness and instinctively moved back.
Zhang Meng's hand missed her neck, but her pinky finger "accidentally" caught Su Ding's collar and pulled it down, revealing a patch of bright red mark.
It was real.
A sinister look flashed in Zhang Meng's eyes, but it quickly disappeared. She feigned surprise, "Oh, I'm sorry, did I accidentally scratch you?"
Su Ding knew Zhang Meng was lying with her eyes open.
She had merely caught her clothes, not touched her body at all, and yet she was exclaiming about a scratch?
Zhang Meng quickly leaned in, "Ding Ding, can you let me see the wound? My nails are too sharp, I'm really sorry."
"No need." Su Ding's expression turned unpleasant.
"Let me see, I'm really sorry," Zhang Meng said, her eyes almost tearing up.
At that moment, Cao Ruxue came downstairs, "Ding Ding, you're back?"
"Sister Cao, I accidentally scratched Ding Ding just now, it seems to be bleeding, but she won't let me see," Zhang Meng immediately put on her innocent act.
Cao Ruxue, upon hearing about the bleeding, quickly said, "Then hurry upstairs and put medicine on it. How can you ignore it if it's bleeding?"
"It's really nothing," Su Ding said with some helplessness.
"Where are you hurt? Let me see," Cao Ruxue frowned and glanced at Su Ding, "If it's bleeding, it needs to be treated."
Su Ding covered her collarbone and shook her head, "It's not bleeding."
The spot wasn't actually that private, but her attempt to hide it made Cao Ruxue even more suspicious. Coupled with Zhang Meng's instigation, Su Ding's reaction was too strange.
Eventually, the matter was dropped, and everyone came down to eat breakfast.
However, the bullet comments erupted into a storm:
"That's a hickey, right? I'm not mistaken, am I?"
"Heh, stayed out all night yesterday, and has a hickey this morning. So bold."
"The entertainment industry is so messy! Su Ding must be kept by someone."
...
Su Ding was unaware of the situation with the bullet comments. She instead hid in a blind spot of the camera and lifted her clothes to look.
Jin Ye's bite last night had hurt. It was now a dark red, and it would likely not disappear for some time.
She really suspected he was a dog, not only there, but also on other parts of her body.
Jiangcheng, Huangqi Group.
Jin Ye was listening to his subordinate's work report when he suddenly sneezed.
He frowned. He had a feeling someone was talking about him behind his back.