Tangling with the Western Commander-Chapter 388 - 385

So how could he bear to see her unhappy, when she was doing well, he would truly be satisfied.

And right now,

He thought Wen Xian would hesitate, wrestle with the decision for a moment, given that it was a significant life event.

But unexpectedly, she clutched his sleeve, twisting a little, and said shyly with biting lips, “If you want to get it done, go ahead, I really have no way to deal with you.”

Lu Xiao: “…”

In that moment, he didn’t speak, just pulled her small hand under the table onto his thigh and held it tightly in his.

On the other side, Wen Xian seemed to resist verbally, but deep down she was already bubbling with joy.

A sweet, syrupy feeling spread through her heart, like the colorful candies she had snuck in the attic as a child.

What is a sense of security?

She was alone and dependent on herself, drifting for too long, and the man who had started pestering her from the first moment he saw her, now “threatened” her to go register with him.

How could that be considered a threat?

A unstoppable sweetness played around her lips as she stole a glance at him and whispered softly,

“Lu Xiao, on the morning of the day we get our license, I will definitely run there.”

Only by running could she show her eagerness.

Lu Xiao, still holding her hand below, served her a bowl of soup and said indifferently,

“Mmhmm, you can run there by yourself, I’ll drive.”

Wen Xian: “…”

Forget it.

She acted as if she had said nothing.

And while the two were talking, someone was occasionally staring at them.

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Lu Xiao and Wen Xian were well aware, but neither brought it up again.

It wasn’t worth it, not necessary.

Meanwhile, as the two continued, on the other side,

Cheng Feiyu watched the handsome young man sitting beside the director, a flicker of admiration in her eyes.

Indeed, he was a young talent of good standing.

However, during the time she sat down, she had managed to sort out his attention quite a bit, and she noticed he was almost always looking at Wen Xian and her boyfriend.

Her eyes twinkled slightly, her mind seemingly pondering something.

Then, she suddenly stood up with a glass of wine, smiling sweetly, and began,

“Today, we should thank President Li for inviting so many of us to dinner. On behalf of everyone, I’d like to toast to President Li.”

At her words, Li Tingze couldn’t help but glance over.

He turned his attention to the girl speaking, watching as she tipped her head back and downed the glass.

An assistant hurried to whisper in his ear, “She’s a third-tier actress from the art film scene, Cheng Feiyu.”

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