After Being Blackened All Over the Internet, I Ruled the Military Variety Shows
Chapter 528 - 519: The Real Deal Confirmed

After getting up, Jiang Wenhu first went to the kitchen to cook porridge, then put on a coat and went to the breakfast shop across the neighborhood to buy fried dough sticks, buns, and tea eggs. When she returned home, she saw her husband already sitting on the living room sofa watching the morning financial news.

She peeked toward the direction of the guest room, "Xixi and Yunqing haven’t woken up yet?"

Jiang Runcheng shook his head, "No movement yet. I can smell the porridge is almost done, should I go call them?"

"No," Jiang Wenhu hastily stopped him, "The two kids are usually so busy, let them sleep a bit longer if they can. Let’s eat first, we can keep some warm for them."

The couple finished their meal, left a note, and then went out to work separately.

Guest room.

The thick curtains blocked the already high sun. The first to wake up was Shen Yunqing.

However, as soon as he moved, the person sleeping in his arms noticed and immediately opened her eyes.

Their eyes met, and for about two seconds, Jiang Lingxi was dazed before waking up. She listened to the silence outside, "What time is it?"

Shen Yunqing reached for the phone on the bedside table, looked at the screen, and fell silent, "Three minutes to nine-thirty."

Jiang Lingxi: "...Holding each other while sleeping makes us more likely to oversleep?"

"...Probably."

"At this time, they should all be at work by now." Jiang Lingxi closed her eyes, "Do you have anything to do today?"

"Nothing major."

"I plan to go see An’an in the evening; she should be out of school by then. There’s nothing much to do during the day." Jiang Lingxi said, stuffing the phone under the pillow, "Let’s laze in bed for a while longer."

Although she couldn’t fall back asleep, there were still other things to do.

Honestly, she realized she had missed out on a lot of fun before.

Only now did she understand that sharing a bed with someone is like having the key to a new world!

Around ten in the morning.

Jiang Lingxi finally got up holding her growling stomach and went to the living room to find the note left by Jiang Wenhu.

More than two hours had passed, the fried dough sticks and buns had already gone cold, only the porridge retained some warmth.

She recalled Jiang Wenhu’s steps from the night before, turned on the gas valve, lit the stove, and reheated the food.

When Shen Yunqing finished cleaning the bedroom and changed his clothes, he saw the figure busy in the small kitchen and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He had never imagined this person appearing in the kitchen holding pots and pans; in the past, let alone now, he was sure this person had never even set foot in the imperial kitchen. In this life, as a celebrity, there was a personal assistant to take care of life affairs, so there was no need to cook.

But now this scene caught him off guard, and he couldn’t look away.

Jiang Lingxi took a spoon and was about to serve the reheated porridge into a bowl when the spoon fell into Shen Yunqing’s hand as soon as she lifted the lid.

"Let me do it."

She raised her eyebrow and let him take over, then turned to close the steaming pot lid for the buns, "Put some sugar in my porridge."

Shen Yunqing followed instructions and found the sugar jar, scooping brown sugar, "Is brown sugar okay?"

Jiang Lingxi: "Mm."

The reheated buns didn’t taste as good as freshly steamed, and the fried dough sticks were already soft, but neither of them complained, finishing everything cleanly.

Before leaving, Jiang Lingxi wrote something on the note Jiang Wenhu left. After Shen Yunqing checked that the gas and lights were turned off, they finally went out.

At this time, whether working or studying, most people had already left. The elevator was unobstructed, and when they got into the car parked in the underground garage, they hadn’t encountered anyone.

Jiang Lingxi fastened her seatbelt in the passenger seat and looked sideways at the person starting the car, "You... um, Qian Xiaoxiao?"

She had just turned her phone back on for communications not even half an hour ago, expecting Tong Yue to reach out first, but instead, it was Qian Yaya.

The car smoothly left the parking lot, and Jiang Lingxi answered Qian Xiaoxiao’s voice call, "Xiaoxiao, what’s up?"

But the voice that came through was not Qian Xiaoxiao’s, "Miss Jiang, I’m Qian Yiheng. Sorry for using Xiaoxiao’s number to disturb you, I tried to contact you yesterday but couldn’t get through."

"I had my phone off yesterday."

"Oh, I thought..." Qian Yiheng laughed awkwardly, abruptly changed the topic to business, "Actually, I’m reaching out on behalf of an elder gentleman. You’re back in the Imperial City, right?"

"Yes, just got back a few days ago."

"I saw online that the crew of ’The Empress Yuan Zhao’ you were part of is preparing for their first offline promotion, so I figured. There’s a teacher I used to have, who watched your previous recording in ’Inheritance of Calligraphy and Painting’ and has been wanting to meet you."

"Meet me? Why?"

"Didn’t you replicate a ’Bibo Wanxiang’ on the show, and it almost got included in Mr. Zhang’s museum? My teacher happens to be obsessed with studying the works of the Divine Painter Xie Muyun. So after seeing your artwork on the show and knowing that Yaya has a good relationship with you, he immediately contacted me to introduce him, hoping to meet. What do you think?"

Jiang Lingxi couldn’t help but look at Shen Yunqing, who was driving beside her, before answering.

An impromptu copy led to such ripples, which she hadn’t anticipated.

Receiving no response, Qian Yiheng quickly added, "Miss Jiang, if you’re busy, we can arrange another time."

"Not busy, but the gentleman you mentioned is...?"

Since he is obsessed with studying the Divine Painter Xie Muyun, she naturally had a good impression.

"Yuan Hui. I remember you know Mr. Li; Mr. Li and Mr. Yuan Hui are old friends. They’re both in the Calligraphy and Painting Association, with Mr. Yuan holding an honorary vice president position. Though he’s fascinated with research and rarely manages affairs."

The Calligraphy and Painting Association is not a small but not a particularly large circle either.

Ordinary individuals wouldn’t have access, as the entry threshold is quite high.

However, having existed for many years, it naturally attracted many excellent calligraphers and painters, amounting to a considerable group.

Being a vice president in there, his credentials would undeniably be veteran-like.

Plus, being a friend of Li Wanxuan, it seemed to be a small close-knit community.

With these layers of connections and her being a junior, it was unbecoming to refuse an elder’s proactive invitation for a meeting, whether out of courtesy or other reasons.

"Today, where should we meet?"

Achieving her goal, Qian Yiheng couldn’t help but make a ’yay’ gesture, "I’m currently organizing materials for Mr. Yuan at the Calligraphy and Painting Association. Why don’t you come here? The association is built inside a park, even though it’s almost winter, the scenery is still beautiful. There are dining and afternoon tea spots, allowing a little exploration. Also, the entrance to the association is exclusive, ensuring your presence remains discreet."

She sincerely wouldn’t reveal it to others.

"Can I bring someone?"

"Um, do you mind sharing who the person is?"

"My boyfriend."

Qian Yiheng: "..."

Did she forget to mention that she’s a Xixi fan?!

When the news of the romance broke out a few days ago, she couldn’t help getting into numerous online battles with the trolls.

And just like that, she got an unexpected confirmation from the source?