<h4>Chapter 165: Chapter 165: Your Eyes Light Up When You Mention Him</h4>
Jiang Mian did not seem surprised by those words, but it was just the two of them...
"Sister Qianning, you and Teacher Lu kept it pretty well hidden."
After all these years, there hadn’t been a hint of gossip, though people did ship their rtionship online, the two had indeed kept a low profile.
Jiang Mian thought for a moment, then added, "But it was also kind of obvious after spending some time together."
The way Lu Yunzhou looked at Wen Qianning was anything but that of ordinary colleagues.
"Did you never think of making an official announcement?"
It’s been so long, and both of you are now celebrated as the Movie Emperor and Movie Queen—their careers had stabilized. Even if there were concerns initially, by now they should all be resolved.
Wen Qianning’s red lips parted slightly as if she had more to say, "When we originally registered our marriage, we agreed not to make it public, but as time went by, it seemed like it didn’t matter anymore."
It seemed like neither had brought up the matter actively.
"Jiang Xiaomian, sometimes time changes a person, and it changes us too."
Wen Qianning realized she had gotten a bit emotional and wiped the tears from the corner of her eye, "Sorry, I just can’t help but want to talk to you about these things."
She lifted her head, and the wine she swigged seemed to sober her up somewhat.
"You and your partner must be quite happy, that ’One-Day Boyfriend’ is your boyfriend, right?"
One-Day Boyfriend?
Jiang Mian’s lips curled up slightly, "Do you mean the one tagged as ’Slutty Dog’?"
The kind of rhetoric others might believe, but seeing her tag today, those three characters probably gave it away too.
"He’s not my boyfriend; he’s mywful husband, but originally we got married on a whim, with not much affection involved."
This statement made Wen Qianning blink in surprise.
"You... you are married?"
The corner of Jiang Mian’s eyes lifted, cunning like a sly fox, "I just kept it even better."
Indeed.
Not a whisper of it.
"So now..."
Jiang Mian sipped her red wine and suddenly smiled, "He treats me very well, at least he has never let me down materially."
That’s the truth.
Having a husband like an ATM machine feels like getting anything you want.
"So with your busy work life and little affection, is this how it goes?"
Jiang Mian looked up at Wen Qianning, who must have been as busy with Teacher Lu, resulting in their rtionship bing more like mutual respect now.
"We’re fine; when he’s not busy, hees to see me, and when I’m not busy at home, he apanies me."
Jiang Mian thought to herself: It couldn’t be like Sister Qianning and her rtionship, just dealing with family obligations—they hadn’t seen each other for over a year already.
"Plus, he makes delicious breakfasts at home, he would stand up for me if I’m bullied, always unconditionally supporting me in front of my parents."
Wen Qianning gave a bitter smile, "The simplest marital life has now be a luxury for me."
She looked at the woman in front of her whose eyes smiled gently, "Jiang Xiaomian, you love him very much, and he loves you too, you’re very happy."
"There’s a light in your eyes when you talk about him."
!!!
Jiang Mian suddenly startled.
What was she saying!!!
She loved Fu Sichen, and Fu Sichen loved her.
Jiang Mian was somewhat flustered, her expression not quite right—how could she have unconsciously praised Fu Sichen so much?
And that light in her eyes.
Yet this man was a real pain, snapping and snatching whenever he saw her.
How it turned into mutual affection in Sister Qianning’s words...
"What’s wrong, Jiang Xiaomian?"
"It’s nothing."
Jiang Mian lifted her head and finished off thest sip of wine in her goblet, "Sister Qianning, if you feel the love has changed, maybe take a step back and think on your own. Talking things out can really help sometimes."