Chapter 50: My Hands Won’t Even Need Washing After Touching Him
The two of them turned around at the same time.
The first outfit Finn had selected for Chen Wei was the boldest attempt among all his designs.
It was a sharp, black backless suit decorated with striking body chains. The chains provided just enough coverage, adding a layer of mystery to Chen Wei’s exquisite shoulder blades while perfectly highlighting the power in his broad shoulders and narrow waist.
The front of the suit was partially open, and without a shirt to provide structure, it failed to hide the smooth lines of his lean muscles.
This look—so full of restraint yet so incredibly tempting…
Even Han Chi, who had been with Chen Wei for three years and seen him in every possible state, stood there with Finn, both of them staring slack-jawed and dazed.
Click—
It was the sound of a camera shutter.
Finn’s photography team was a private crew he had hired at great expense. Unless they were away for a necessary shoot, the team members stayed with him at the villa.
Before the three men present could even react…
The members of the photography team had already swarmed forward, bypassing Finn and Han Chi to surround Chen Wei.
“My god, a beyond-perfect golden ratio. A model’s physique brought to life.”
“Tsk, tsk. This incredible back, these stunning abs… my hands won’t even need washing after I touch him.”
“Out of the way, you thirsty girl!”
“Hey! I haven’t touched him yet! Don’t push me!”
“If only these pants were as unconventional as the top.”
…
The situation began to veer in a strange direction the moment the team members appeared.
Sensing everyone’s enthusiasm, Chen Wei found it difficult to directly refuse.
Meeting his gaze, Finn laughed awkwardly and rubbed the back of his head.
He stepped forward to pull the crowd away from Chen Wei, using his own body to block their view.
“It’s A-Wei’s first time here; don’t scare him.”
“Time is limited. Everyone, get back to your stations. We’ll try to finish filming before dark.”
Once Finn spoke, the group dispersed in an orderly fashion.
Next to the dressing room, a massive curtain was pulled back.
The bright lights flickered on.
A spacious area encompassing both a makeup room and a shooting set appeared in Chen Wei’s field of vision.
If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, it would have been hard to imagine that such a world existed inside a seemingly small room.
However, Chen Wei had just realized a serious problem from Finn’s words.
Earlier, they had only mentioned trying on clothes, not a photoshoot. That was why he had agreed so readily.
But now…
Turning his gaze to Finn, Chen Wei asked: “I don’t think I agreed to a photoshoot, did I?”
“Hehe.” Finn offered an innocent-looking smile:
“I hadn’t planned on a shoot, but you look too amazing in these clothes, A-Wei. Since you’ve already changed, it would be a pity not to capture it.”
Chen Wei let out a helpless chuckle and sighed, rubbing his forehead.
Seeing that Chen Wei didn’t intend to refuse, Finn quickly signaled the makeup artist.
With some gentle pulling and tugging, they managed to get Chen Wei into the makeup chair.
A rare “bone structure beauty” like Chen Wei was always a favorite among makeup artists.
He didn’t need a complex application; just some simple highlighting and contouring were enough to capture his natural beauty on camera.
To save time, the makeup artist and stylist worked simultaneously.
However, Chen Wei had just sat down on the shooting platform…
In an instant, Han Chi had rushed up to him, clutching his phone with an anxious and panicked expression:
“A-Wei, something happened to Jiang Chuan!”
Without time to change his clothes, Chen Wei simply threw on an overcoat Finn handed him and left the Zhou family villa with Han Chi.
On the way back…
Looking at the long list of “all-clear” messages Jiang Chuan had sent on a strict schedule…
Chen Wei frowned and asked:
“What happened?”
While driving, Han Chi explained haltingly:
“It’s just… seeing that you haven’t been happy these past few days, I called Jiang Chuan and asked him to tail Zhou Sijin for me to see what was bothering you.”
“Jiang Chuan and I had an agreement to message every two hours to show that everything was fine. But it’s been nearly two and a half hours since his last message.”
“I sensed something was wrong and tried calling him.”
“But Jiang Chuan’s phone says it’s turned off…”
“How foolish!”
Chen Wei turned off the phone and tossed it into Han Chi’s lap, losing his temper with him for the first time:
“You sent Jiang Chuan to tail Zhou Sijin? Did you stop to consider the consequences if he was caught?”
Knowing he was in the wrong, Han Chi didn’t dare to explain further and simply listened to Chen Wei’s reprimand.
Out of concern for Jiang Chuan, he eventually couldn’t resist asking softly:
“So, what do we do now?”
“What can we do?” Chen Wei rubbed his forehead wearily.
After that day at the villa, Zhou Sijin hadn’t contacted him. He had originally wanted to use this chance to quietly sever their ties.
But now, for Jiang Chuan’s sake, he was forced to endure his internal discomfort and reach out to Zhou Sijin one more time.
Chen Wei pulled out his phone and, without hesitation, dialed Zhou Sijin’s number.
Unfortunately, the call went unanswered.
Chen Wei stubbornly tried again.
The result was still a busy tone.
Han Chi watched him, his heart full of worry.
“What now?”
Chen Wei looked down and didn’t answer.
Zhou Sijin wouldn’t ignore his call for no reason, unless he was tied up with something urgent.
“Should we call the police?” Han Chi asked.
A whole person had vanished, and with Zhou Sijin not answering his phone, reporting it to the police was the best option.
Chen Wei shook his head. “Wait a bit longer.”
Tailing someone wasn’t exactly a respectable thing to do. Moreover, Jiang Chuan was a celebrity; if word got out, it might affect his future career.
He paused, turned off the screen, and looked up at Han Chi:
“Do you know the last place Jiang Chuan was seen?”
After thinking it over, Han Chi said:
“Jiang Chuan called me yesterday and said he had discovered a big secret about Zhou Sijin.”
“A big secret?” Chen Wei questioned with a skeptical chuckle.
He had been with Zhou Sijin for so long and had never discovered any “big secret.”
Besides, if it were really a secret, how could it have been so easily discovered by Jiang Chuan right under Zhou Sijin’s nose?
Unless that thing wasn’t even a secret to Zhou Sijin at all, and it was just that the person who saw it was uninformed…
As if suddenly realizing something, Chen Wei snapped his head up and looked at Han Chi with a sharp gaze:
“When did Jiang Chuan start tailing Zhou Sijin?”
Han Chi swallowed hard, feeling guilty:
“The… the night you came to my house…”
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