Chapter 647: She Only Had Hatred For An Zihao!
Trial Marriage Husband: Need to Work Hard
Translator: Yunyi Editor: Yunyin/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Later that night, Chen Xingyan returned to the apartment to find that her game console had been fixed. As she looked at it, her face was filled with an obvious sense of joy.
But, didnât An Zihao say that he was going to send it back to the factory in Germany? How did it get fixed so quickly?
Regardless, she gave An Zihao a phone call, "Are you asleep?"
"Speak," An Zihao was sitting all alone in his living room, enjoying a glass of wine.
"How did you get the game console fixed so quickly? Which amazing person did it? How did they manage to fix a German product? I must meet them!"
"I fixed it." An Zihao may have drank a little too much. So, under the influence of alcohol he wasnât as reserved as usual and was a lot more direct.
"You? Why do I find it so hard to believe?" Chen Xingyan scoffed.
An Zihao chuckled. Obviously not in his right mind, he straightforwardly invited, "Want to come over for some wine?"
"Huh?" Chen Xingyan immediately covered her chest protectively, "Do you want to do something indecent?"
"I can only do that if I am capable of winning you in a fight." Although An Zihao didnât want to admit it, he was indeed much worse than Chen Xingyan when it came to physical strength.
"What...whatâs up with you today?" Chen Xingyan realized that there was something odd about An Zihaoâs mood, "Who annoyed you?"
"Itâs fine, go to sleep. Although your console works again, I brought it to show you that itâs fixed, not so you can play with it." After speaking, An Zihao hung up the phone. However, his heart felt a sense of emptiness afterwards. He had never felt this way before, especially not on a day like this.
Perhaps, he had been alone for too long...
Chen Xingyan sat in a daze for a moment. Because of the game console, she decided to do some research on An Zihao.
She realized, she didnât actually know much about him.
Typing âAn Zihaoâ into the search engine not only came up with results about the award he had previously received and the drama he had with Cheng Tian, amongst the top results was a news article about him and his ex model girlfriend. Chen Xingyan looked at the date of the article and realized, today was the day of Yunxinâs death.
No wonder the drunkard was not in his right mind.
Thinking of this, Chen Xingyan relaxed a little. At An Zihaoâs age, he couldnât possibly need her to worry about him. Plus, the incident had already happened so long ago; it was time for An Zihao to move on.
However, she couldnât understand why, after having a shower and hopping into bed, she couldnât sleep.
As she rolled around in bed, she found herself thinking about An Zihaoâsâ invitation to drink with him.
To stop herself from dwelling on this thought, Chen Xingyan changed into a set of black activewear and headed for An Zihaoâs apartment. As she reached the front gate, she did not intend to ring the doorbell. Her plan was to jump the fence and take a simple peek at An Zihao, then leave after confirming that heâs OK. But, just as she climbed up to his balcony and tried to sneak in through his living room window, the seemingly easy manoeuvre went wrong and her head got stuck.
"Son of a b*tch!"
An Zihao was sitting in the living room enjoying his drink when he heard a noise. He immediately ran over to his balcony and saw Chen Xingyan stuck between his window. As he looked at her, he held his belly and burst out laughing.
"What are you laughing at? Come and help me!"
"You could have come in through the front door, yet you chose the window. This is your punishment," An Zihao quickly opened the window wider to release Chen Xingyan and guided her to the front door.
"Those with good martial arts donât like walking through doors. How are we supposedâ to show off our skills that way?" Chen Xingyan replied with disdain. At this moment, she smelled the alcohol on An Zihaoâs body and held her nose, "How much did you drink?"
"Itâs very dangerous for a 19-year-old girl to enter a single manâs home," An Zihao said as he walked towards the doorway.
"If you dare to touch me, Iâll paralyze the bottom half of your body," An Zihaoâs threat did not frighten Chen Xingyan.
But, before she got a chance to react, An Zihao pressed her against the wall and trapped her between his arms, "No matter how strong you are, you still ended up trapped against the wall."
Chen Xingyan blushed as she knocked her head against An Zihaoâs head in response. A clear âpangâ was heard before the two held their heads in pain, "Chen Xingyan, I realized youâre really violent."
"Since youâre OK, Iâm going to leave," Chen Xingyan did not want to remain around this alcohol-fueled man.
"Yes, you should go home. Otherwise, I donât know what the newspapers will say about you tomorrow," An Zihao returned to the sofa and picked up his wine glass to continue drinking.
Chen Xingyan was well aware that An Zihao was referring to what happened to Yunxin.
"Go home...take the front door."
For some reason, underneath the moonlight, An Zihao gave off a different vibe. Especially as Chen Xingyan looked at his drunken expression, she finally saw a human underneath his usually serious exterior.
Chen Xingyan remained grounded. As like all women, she was born with the instinct to comfort the men around her. It was something that gave women a sense of accomplishment.
"Why arenât you leaving?"
"I want to comfort you," Chen Xingyan blurted out involuntarily.
"How do you plan to comfort me? With your body?" An Zihao snuck a mischievous smile, making Chen Xingyan freeze in surprise. "I donât want to make a mistake, nor do I want history to repeat itself."
Was An Zihao trying to say that he would never fall in love with an artist again?
Hearing his words, Chen Xingyanâs heart began to hurt for some reason.
A little while later, An Zihao fell asleep on the sofa.
Chen Xingyan moved in closer to have a look. As she looked at An Zihao, she couldnât help but kick him twice, "Stupid man. Hereâs my chance to exact my revenge."
Not only did Chen Xingyan kick An Zihao, she ended up picking up his Montblanc pen and writing âStupidâ across his face.
However, Chen Xingyan would have no idea that this would be the last relaxed and simple moment between her and An Zihao...
Because, while An Zihao was drunk, Annie went to meet with someone behind their backs.
In fact, she came to an agreement with this person and they decided to pay the compensation for her contract cancellation. However, this person asked her to first do something for them.
Annie was more than happy to do it. After all, when An Zihao first discovered her, she was full of hope, but now...
...she only had hatred for An Zihao.
Above all, she wanted Chen Xingyan to experience the same pain that she felt!
The night quickly passed and the sun rose for another day...
An Zihao woke from his sleep, painfully rubbing his hip bone. He then headed for the bathroom to freshen up. As he looked into the mirror and saw his reflection, he could only laugh.
But, this laugh did not last for long...
Because, a moment later, he received a phone call from the producers of âThe Savage Warsâ: Chen Xingyanâs role remained, but they had decided to add an extra character to the script and this character would also be played by an Asian actress who they had already chosen.
An Zihao did not care who this chosen actress was as long as Chen Xingyan was not replaced.
Since they did not hold an open audition, it was obvious that this new actress paid her way into the script.
But, of course, An Zihao had no idea that this new character was created to specifically control Chen Xingyan.