Addicted to My Contract-Marriage Husband
Chapter 51: No Longer Attractive?!!

Chapter 51: Chapter 51: No Longer Attractive?!!

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The same night, Yu Xinting posted a very long Weibo, within which she recounted the people she had met and the things that had happened to her since her debut.

She laid her scars bare for all to see.

Below were attached several pieces of police reports and complaints filed for litigation.

Public opinion immediately shifted direction.

[Baby Yu is really so pitiful]

[Damn, what the hell was the previous company doing]

[So why do they still treat her like this after all her hard work?]

[Sympathy play, who can’t do that, all fake and pretentious]

...

There were still a few trolls in the comments section, Jiang Zhiyu directly noted their IDs and took them to court as well.

After reading the whole post, Jiang Mian typed out a message—

Jiang Mian: [Luckily, it’s not too late, we’re all here/hug.jpg/]

Yu Xinting immediately replied to Jiang Mian.

Yu Xinting: [The stranger from three years ago, and today’s Jiang Mian, thank you/heart.jpg/]

[The friendship between girls is really too wonderful sob sob sob]

[I always thought these two were rivals, didn’t expect they actually get along so well]

[Did the two of them know each other three years ago?!]

[The hometown lilies bloom, it’s quite a nice pairing]

...

Jiang Mian felt an unusual weariness after all she had been through that day.

She ran a bathtub full of water, added a bath bomb, and was accompanied by soft music playing on the side.

Her bathrobe slid down as she soaked in, warm water enveloping her completely, her body relaxed and comfortable beyond words.

She began to replay the recent series of events in her mind.

Fu Sichen had been appearing frequently, she wondered if something might be wrong with his work.

And there was his grandfather, someone she had never met before.

She also realized she had never been curious about what Fu Sichen’s family actually did for a living.

How should she perform better at the audition on Friday?

...

Jiang Mian’s head started to feel heavy, her eyelids slowly grew heavy too, and she lay in the tub drowsy and ready to fall asleep.

Half an hour later.

Fu Sichen came home to find no trace of Jiang Mian, only the soothing and soft music coming from the bathroom.

"Mianmian?"

"..."

"Jiang Mian?"

Apart from the music, there was no other sound in the bathroom.

With a slight furrow in his brows, Fu Sichen opened the bathroom door.

Steam filled the space, with a faint rose scent wafting through the air.

Through the mist, Fu Sichen saw the woman asleep in the tub, her sleepiness was sweet.

Her fair cheeks were flushed from the warmth, and her moist, tender red lips were tempting enough to make one want to capture them.

He shook his head helplessly, only she could fall asleep in the bathroom, almost drowning...

Fu Sichen picked up a towel hanging on the rack and fished the woman out of the bath, draping the towel over her body.

Jiang Mian slept soundly, even in Fu Sichen’s arms she found a comfortable position and didn’t wake.

Fu Sichen looked at Jiang Mian, who was sweetly asleep in his arms, her body soft and delicate, his Adam’s apple bobbed slightly as he gently placed her onto the bed.

After tucking her in and removing the towel, he assured she was sleeping deeply.

He looked at the woman on the bed for a while, leaned down to place a kiss on Jiang Mian’s forehead.

"Goodnight, Xuanxuan."

Fu Sichen got up and headed to the study next door.

*

The next morning, sunlight filtered through the fog and landed on the large bed.

Jiang Mian unconsciously rubbed her face against the pillow, so soft and smooth...

Her long lashes quivered, and the corners of her eyes seemed to glisten with mist as she slowly opened them.

Huh??

Jiang Mian looked around, clearly, she was in the bathtub last night, how did she end up on the bed.

She felt like a peeled egg all over, the friction of her skin against the silk sheets was indescribably comfortable.

Jiang Mian slowly sat up and pulled back the covers to take a look.

!!!

Damn.

Totally. Naked. Sleeping!!

Jiang Mian rubbed her hair, only remembering soaking in the bath before vaguely hearing Fu Sichen calling her: Xuanxuan.

Then—

Her mind flashed with an unclear image, and she darted to the full-length mirror.

Fair skin, a figure curvy in all the right places, slender waist, long legs.

Good, good, there were no marks.

So Fu Sichen carried her back to bed last night, and then he didn’t stay here?

Did that dog get a conscience???

No, Jiang Mian took a closer look at herself in the mirror.

Damn!!

This body, this beauty, and he remained unmoved?!!

Jiang Mian!!! Are you no longer attractive to Fu Sichen?!!

"Click—"

The bedroom door opened.