Before noon.
Past eleven o 'clock.
Zhang Ye was still lying flat on Wu Zeqing's lap. His shoes had already been taken off and he was bouncing around with his legs crossed. His hands were holding his cell phone calmly as he scrolled through Weibo. He would turn his head to the left, and when he was tired, he would pull his neck up. His neck, ears, and face were all soft to the touch. It was much more comfortable than lying on a pillow. Zhang Ye's eyes were squinted into slits.
It was just that beautiful!
That was it!
Old Wu kept talking to him.
"The smog issue is almost over."
"Yes."
"But you still have to keep a low profile for the time being. You've offended too many people, and you need time to digest them."
"Don't worry, I'm already mentally prepared for this."
"Recently, the policy has been stricter. You have to be careful. Whether it's a poem or a novel, it's best not to involve things that are too pessimistic. The title of the poem should not contain words like 'death' or 'slaughter'."
"New rules?"
"Not yet, but soon."
"Alright, I understand."
"Ning Lan is your friend?"
"Ah? Sort of, I know him. "
"Her new movie is done and it's been submitted for approval, but it wasn't approved. There are a few scenes that don't conform to the regulations."
"Then what should we do?"
"I've already informed them to cut it."
It was basically Wu Zeqing talking and Zhang Ye listening. Zhang Ye was able to get first-hand information about a lot of things that even the entertainment companies did not know about. In the entire entertainment industry, he was probably the only one who received such treatment.
As he listened, Zhang Ye got tired of lying down and changed his position. This time, he blinked a few times and turned his head in the direction of Old Wu's stomach. He also turned his body around and his face happened to be right in front of Old Wu's qipao. His eyelashes also trembled reflexively and touched the fabric of the qipao at such a close distance.
His heart was thumping.
His breathing quickened.
At this moment, he felt Old Wu move a little. Then, Old Wu's long hair fell beside his ear and the side of his face. It was quite ticklish.
Old Wu lowered her head and said, "Alright, it's time to cook."
Zhang Ye said, "There's no hurry. I'll lie down for a while more."
Surprisingly, Old Wu did not say anything.
This emboldened Zhang Ye even more.
After lying down for another five minutes, Zhang Ye had seen enough. He got up from her lap and sat on the sofa. His nose was burning and he felt a little hot.
Wu Zeqing gently stood up. "Wash your hands and wait to eat."
Zhang Ye said, "Can I help you?"
"No need." Old Wu went to the kitchen and busied herself.
The kitchen was open to the public and was located on the first floor. Zhang Ye did not shift his gaze away from it and decided to change his direction to lean against the sofa. He stared unblinkingly at Old Wu who was busy cooking. After not seeing her for some time, Zhang Ye really missed her. He felt that he could not get enough of looking at her. After looking at her face, he looked at her hands. After looking at her hands, he looked at her legs. After looking at her legs, he looked at her feet. After looking at her feet, he looked up at her hair.
I like it!
I really want to marry her!
Zhang Ye thought back to last year when he asked Old Wu if they should get married next year. At that time, Old Wu did not reject him. But this year was the next year that he was thinking about. Suddenly, his heart started racing again. A woman like Wu Zeqing was definitely not someone he could find in his entire life. If he did not hold on tight, wouldn't he lose the opportunity that was already in his hands? Although Wu Zeqing was older than him and was a government official, Zhang Ye was still an A-list celebrity. Besides, he had many other statuses as well. He was an associate professor at Media College, Peking University, a poet, an author, a famous host, a famous program director, a famous program planner, a famous crosstalk actor, and so on and so forth. He should still be a good match, right?
The only problem was the nature of their jobs.
Zhang Ye was in the entertainment industry.
And Old Wu happened to be in charge of the entertainment industry.
Thinking about it carefully, there were quite a lot of problems here. Would the SARFT allow it? Would Old Wu's family agree to it? Just Old Wu herself, would she agree to it?
Zhang Ye did not know anything about it and was in a dilemma.
Would it work?
Would it not work?
Would it work?
His mind was in turmoil for a long time.
Suddenly, he smelled something and realized that the dishes had been served.
Wu Zeqing smiled. "Alright, let's eat."
When Zhang Ye saw this, he exclaimed as he walked over. "It smells so good!"
"Try it." Old Wu took off her apron and placed it on the back of a chair. She sat down as well. "I don't usually eat kidney flowers, so I seldom make them. Try it and see how it is."
Zhang Ye picked up a piece with his chopsticks and got scalded. He huffed and puffed for a long time. "Phew, it's delicious!"
This culinary skill was absolutely superb!
Why was it so delicious?
In the past few days when his parents were in Hainan, Zhang Ye had always been ordering takeout or simply cooking a bag of instant noodles to make do. As a result, he had recently lost interest in eating and had no appetite for anything. But today, when he had a bite of Old Wu's dish, Zhang Ye nearly burst into tears. It was so delicious that he almost cried!
He started wolfing down the food, muttering as he ate, "It's delicious! Oh … it's so delicious! The squirrel mandarin fish is delicious too! Phew … it smells so good! "
Wu Zeqing smiled gently. "Eat slowly."
"I won't." Zhang Ye ignored her and ate faster and faster. In the end, he realized that he was almost full, but Old Wu had not even taken two bites. "You should eat too, Old Wu."
"OK." Wu Zeqing ate slowly.
Zhang Ye sighed. "If only I could eat this every day. How good would it be?"
Old Wu chewed slowly and said, "You can come over to eat whenever you want."
Zhang Ye looked at her. "You're usually busy at work and I have a lot of things to do. It's not easy to find a day when we both have time. Besides, even if we have nothing to do, I wouldn't be able to go over to your place every day. What if the neighbors bump into us? What if your relatives and friends come to visit? "
Saying this, a strong feeling of desire suddenly arose in him.
Zhang Ye's eyes hardened. He picked up some kidney flowers with his chopsticks and placed it in Old Wu's bowl. He did not know where he got the courage from, but he suddenly said, "Old Wu, why don't we get married?"
Wu Zeqing was taken aback and smiled.
Zhang Ye asked, "Will that do?"
Wu Zeqing said, "Are you proposing?"
"Ahem, yes," Zhang Ye said.
She pointed at the kidney flowers in her bowl with her chopsticks. "This is the first time I've seen someone propose with a kidney flower."
Zhang Ye was extremely embarrassed!
When people proposed, it was either a diamond ring or a rose. Even if that was not the case, it would be like in the movies. At the very least, it would be a pull ring from a can, right? But Zhang Ye, he dared to propose with a kidney flower in his hand! Actually, this guy didn't think that much, nor did he prepare that much. He was the type of person who would do whatever he wanted. Although he was usually quite smart, when it came to this kind of situation, he was actually quite an idiot.
"Then, then …" Zhang Ye smiled sheepishly and did not know what to say. Should he go and buy a ring before coming back? It would be too late!
Wu Zeqing did not say a word.
Zhang Ye's heart was pounding.
He saw Old Wu lowering her head to eat. She put the kidney flower into her mouth, chewed it, swallowed it, and then ate a mouthful of rice. Soon after, Wu Zeqing looked up at him.
She said calmly, "OK."
Zhang Ye was taken aback. "Ah? What's OK? "
She said, "Aren't you proposing?"
Zhang Ye said startled, "Yes."
Wu Zeqing said, "But I said yes."
Aiyo!
You said yes?!
Zhang Ye felt the blood in his body boil. He picked his ear with his pinky and said in disbelief, "Old Wu, say that again?"
Old Wu smiled. "I said yes."
Zhang Ye slammed his chopsticks on the table. He did not know what to say anymore!
He had really done it on a whim today and did not have any ulterior motives. It was just that he had such a strong thought in his mind. That was why he said that anyone who was a little prepared would not dare to propose with a kidney flower in their hand. But he could never have expected that Old Wu would actually say yes! At this moment, even Zhang Ye, who had a glib tongue that could bring a dead person back to life, could not express himself in words!
Hahahahaha!
It was a success!
The proposal was a success!
Who said that a rose had to be given when proposing?
A kidney flower is also a flower!
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