Zhou Wang finally snapped back to reality, he yanked hard, and the pearls scattered all over the bed.
Shen Yurou was more passionate than ever before, which was directly reflected in her body temperature.
Within a day, this was Zhou Wang’s third visit.
He inexplicably thought of an idiom, hmm, in terms of piety, he was probably not inferior.
This was called... three visits to the thatched cottage.
"Yurou, where did you get this dress?"
Amidst the splashing water sounds, there was whispering in the bathroom.
"I already had it..."
"Hmm?"
"Wearing it for myself to see, is that not okay... I’m nearly 30."
"I don’t understand... never mind, it’s not important, you’ll slip that way, lower yourself a bit."
"Like this?"
"Sis, you’re up?"
The door swished open, and Shen Yutong, humming "一路生花," walked into the room, smiled, and greeted, "How’s your health, still feeling uncomfortable?"
Shen Yurou shook her head, "Feeling much better."
"Your complexion does look a lot better..."
Shen Yutong sat beside Shen Yurou, carefully observed Yurou’s ruddy complexion, then nodded as if she remembered something.
"Oh, by the way, you probably haven’t eaten yet, right? I brought you some snacks from the film crew, would you like some?"
"No, I can’t eat now..."
Shen Yurou, not knowing what she thought of, felt slightly nauseated and quickly shook her head to refuse.
"Okay then, it’s getting late, will you sleep with me?"
"No, I’ll stay in the living room, I can’t sleep right now..."
"I have a shoot early in the morning, I’m going to sleep now."
Shen Yutong nodded, and when she reached the bedroom door, she paused, then turned back and asked casually, "Did you change the sheets again?"
"Yeah, I’ve been sleeping all day and sweating a lot, just had housekeeping change them..."
Shen Yurou lowered her head guiltily.
Shen Yutong didn’t ask further questions, she just stood at the main bedroom door for a while until Shen Yurou saw her speechless, prompting Yurou to ask, "Yutong, are you okay?"
"Oh, I’m fine... sis."
Shen Yutong shook her head, then hesitantly called again.
"Hmm?"
"Are you happy here?"
"Yeah, I’m happy."
"That’s good..."
After speaking softly, Shen Yutong walked into the main bedroom and closed the door.
Shen Yurou felt a bit confused but didn’t think much of it, she suddenly frowned, looked down, then got up and walked towards the bathroom, muttering helplessly:
"Bleeding again..."
On the other side, in high spirits but with slightly stiff legs, Zhou Wang returned to his suite.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw some packaged snacks on the living room table and exclaimed, "Did one of you not eat enough?"
Hearing Zhou Wang’s voice, Yun Lan, dressed in a nightdress, peeked out from the room and giggled, "Boss, the snacks were just delivered by Miss Shen, feel free to have some if you’re hungry..."
"Shen Yutong?"
Zhou Wang was taken aback at first, then thoughtfully considered... Could it be?
September 14, 2024, the breeze of White City remained refreshing.
Up early, Zhou Wang made another trip to Sun Palace and Moon Palace, handling the final arrangements before leaving.
With the assistance of Yang Liping’s assistant, the property had been transferred to Zhou Wang’s name, or more accurately, under "Wangzhou Culture."
Zhou Wang continued with his previous idea, leaving Moon Palace as it was, still using it as a private residence, but he left a set of keys and access cards with Shen Yutong, so she could relax there during her breaks.
In other words, in Zhou Wang’s absence, it would essentially be Shen Yutong’s residence... of course, also Shen Yurou’s, but Zhou Wang certainly couldn’t be open about that.
This meant that until the second season of "A Distant Journey" finished filming, someone could temporarily manage this private residence for Zhou Wang, so he wouldn’t need to hire a professional housekeeper just yet.
As for Sun Palace, Zhou Wang was rather conflicted.
Actually, Sun Palace held the true investment value between the two properties, having once been turned into a high-end hotel averaging over 5,000 under Yang Liping’s direction, it made quite a profit. Later, environmental pollution issues forced a reformation, turning it into the current art space integrating tea, coffee, and relaxation, profiting from tickets.
Now that ownership was under Zhou Wang, leveraging Yang Liping’s reputation for marketing was obviously inappropriate, and Zhou Wang’s own thought was to continue on the luxury hotel and guesthouse path.
"Brother Dog, if you want to continue with the hotel, you’ll need to invest heavily in upgrading the sewage system, but the cost will be extremely high. Even if I use my own connections to promote it for you, the profit might still be thin. You need to think it through..."
Ruan Jingwei, called over by Zhou Wang, offered his sincere advice.
"You first find an expert for an evaluation, we’ll discuss it once a plan is in place."
Zhou Wang nodded, indicating that he understood.
Before the renovation plan came out, Sun Palace would remain as a café, temporarily entrusted to Ruan Jingwei’s travel company for operation, maintaining basic expenses at least.
By noon, after having the last meal with the crew, it was time to depart.
Shen Yutong initially wanted to see Zhou Wang off, but her filming on set didn’t go smoothly. Although the director would certainly let her leave if Zhou Wang asked, he felt there was no need to exercise any privileges in such matters.