The Ancient Miss Transmigrates into a CEO’s Wife

"We're not taking a plane. I just looked at an RV. I'll go buy it tomorrow."

"Is it like Shu Yi's RV?"

Xu Xiuhe thought for a moment, realizing there was a difference. The RV Shu Yi had on set was probably specifically for actors. It was different from the one he had been looking at.

Xu Xiuhe had already set his sights on a particular RV - an off-road model worth 9 million yuan, 9 meters long and 2 meters wide.

The interior was spacious, with four booth seats, two hidden beds, a bathroom, a small kitchen with a washing machine, and a refrigerator. It was essentially a compact apartment.

"What do you think of this kind of RV?" Xu Xiuhe handed the tablet to Shen Yin.

Shen Yin took it, zooming in on the images and examining the details.

"This is much bigger than Shu Yi's RV, and it's so well-equipped inside."

"An actor's RV is different from one for traveling."

"I just ordered it. It should be delivered tomorrow. I'll go to the office to catch up on work during the National Day holiday, and we'll set off after the holiday ends."

"Whatever you arrange is fine. I'm not very familiar with these things."

Shen Yin truly wasn't familiar with other places. In ancient times, travel was inconvenient, and it took a long time to go anywhere. So Shen Yin had never been on a long journey, not even to visit her maternal grandfather who had returned to his hometown years ago.

"Honey."

With just one look from Xu Xiuhe, Shen Yin knew what he was thinking.

"Not now, okay?"

The man seemed to have been doused with cold water, but then he thought of something.

"Wait a moment."

Xu Xiuhe left the bedroom and went down to the kitchen.

Every time Shen Yin had her special period, she didn't have much of a reaction. She wouldn't feel uncomfortable in her stomach, as if nothing was wrong.

But Xu Xiuhe had read many CEO novels, which said that women need special care during their special period, like drinking brown sugar and red date tea.

"Why did you bring this up?"

The implication was that she didn't seem to need brown sugar and red date tea, as her stomach wasn't hurting.

"Books say that drinking brown sugar and red date tea during your period warms your body and is good for your health," the man said sincerely.

Shen Yin took the brown sugar and red date tea and drank it in a few gulps.

"Thank you, but you don't need to make this for me next time. My body doesn't need it."

When Shen Yin had checked her pulse, she discovered that this body was quite good. Ever since she learned that the original owner didn't want to have children, she had examined the body.

If a woman doesn't take good care of herself during the postpartum period, she can fall ill. Perhaps it was the power of money, but during her confinement, she had several postpartum caregivers.

"I want to eat something cold."

Shen Yin had one particularly bad habit. Usually, she didn't want to eat cold foods, but during her special period, she especially craved them. Fortunately, she could control herself, and had even made Shu Yi avoid certain foods before.

Controlling herself was one thing, but craving cold foods was another.

Shen Yin wasn't actually that old, but she always presented a mature side of herself.

"Be good, you can eat that when this is over. You can't eat it now." Xu Xiuhe put the cup on the bedside table, lay down, and hugged Shen Yin.

"The moon outside is so bright. Is it almost Mid-Autumn Festival?" Shen Yin looked out the window, then turned and wrapped her arms around Xu Xiuhe's waist.

She rarely showed her vulnerable side to others. Xu Xiuhe was the first.

Sometimes, an embrace can truly warm one's heart.

Shen Yin was like a hedgehog, with a thick layer of armor on the outside, but soft and tender on the inside. Because she feared pain and injury, she tightly wrapped herself up.

"It's coming soon, in about a month. We might be celebrating Mid-Autumn Festival outside by then." Xu Xiuhe gently patted Shen Yin's back, soothing her like a child.

Her breathing gradually steadied as Shen Yin fell asleep.

Shu Yi had arrived in Western Sichuan, very close to the Tibetan City. Perhaps due to excitement, she found herself unable to sleep.

The moon outside was large and round. She suddenly remembered a scene from her new drama, 'I Just Want to Be With You'.

The female lead said she wanted to see the moon, to see it hanging from the treetops, to experience it directly overhead.

But that night, not only was it not cloudy, it was pouring rain, making it impossible to see the moon.

Yet the male lead said he would watch the moon with her.

The world was very quiet, with the bright moon gently lulling people to sleep.

But Shu Yi's heart was far from calm.

She was the female lead, and Chang Zhiyuan was the male lead.

Because of one plot point, because of something she said, Chang Zhiyuan changed the script and created a moon.

This scene was postponed for a long time and was only filmed just before wrapping up.

Because during his free time on set, Chang Zhiyuan had been making a moon - one that could shine even on a rainy night.

Those who gaze at the moon each have their own thoughts. Everyone is like a moon, with a side they're unwilling to show others. Just like her - it seemed she had fallen for him.

In that scene, to let the female lead see the moon on a cloudy day, the male lead made her a moon lamp, a handmade one.

The prop for this moon lamp was made by Chang Zhiyuan himself. At first, Shu Yi didn't know and thought it was prepared by the props department.

Chang Zhiyuan reshot some footage.

But later she saw the behind-the-scenes footage.

The moon lamp was made of wood, with thin wood shavings that could transmit light. Using a balloon as the core, the thin wood shavings were glued onto it bit by bit.

The wood shavings themselves weren't smooth and could easily pop the balloon. Chang Zhiyuan burst many balloons before finally mastering the right pressure and understanding how much glue was needed for the wood shavings to be translucent enough to let light through.

Watching the video of Chang Zhiyuan with glue in one hand, still trying and pasting, Shu Yi couldn't help but be moved.

This prop, which he wasn't supposed to make, took him a long time to complete.

The final moon was round and large, and even waterproof.

Shu Yi knew he wasn't just pursuing perfection.

When reading the script, she had said, "The male lead making a wooden moon for the female lead is so romantic."

Later, he personally glued those tiny wood shavings together, piece by piece.

So, he must be serious, right?

People always feel happiest when approaching happiness, but become anxious and worried when in the midst of it.

So what was she? She was content with her current life, but over the years, as she had emerged from her insecurities and transformed from an ugly duckling into a swan in others' eyes, she still remained insecure at her core.

She didn't feel extremely happy, nor was she truly happy, yet she had already begun to worry about losing what she had.

The bright moon between the clouds was racing towards fullness, as the clouds gradually dispersed.

Shu Yi sat by the hotel window, gazing at the bright moon in the sky. Her thoughts were elsewhere.

At 24 years old, her romantic life was a blank slate. From her once unwavering determination to her current state of gradual uncertainty, she had become afraid.

This trip to the Tibetan City, rather than being a relaxation after finishing her film shoot, was more of an opportunity she had given herself to erase the feelings that shouldn't have arisen in her heart.

They say the winds of the Tibetan City can carry away one's sorrows.