Sweet Wife in My Arms

She put the popcorn on her lap. From time to time, she would stuff a popcorn in her mouth and drink a mouthful of Coke, although it wasn't good to drink too much of this stuff, once in a while it was still understandable.

The movie told the story of a female worker in a small town up North, slowly climbing ranks from the bottom to the top, shedding tears while also sharing laughter. The plot was pretty good. Ye Yimeng's acting skills had also improved, at the very least, it felt much better than when she was working with Yan Huan. Her performance in this drama was remarkable. She propped up her face with her hand, while sipping the Coke.

Oh right, some people were yawning during the movie, yeah, it was a little boring, just like drinking plain water. Maybe everyone watched it for the male lead. After all, he was a young man who was very popular at the moment, thus had many fans.

Except that these fans were not enough to support a good word of mouth.

The more she watched, the more boring it actually felt. Yan Huan thought, maybe the reason for it was that she herself was an actress, so she might be a little picky. Normal people might probably feel slightly better. She turned and glanced at Lu Yi.

Lu Yi was not facing her. She put her own cup of Coke in front of herself, lowered her head, held the straw and took a sip. Satisfied, she continued watching silently.

But after a while, Yan Huan heard a strange noise.

Zzz, zzz…

The corner of Yan Huan's eye twitched, she looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a man sitting beside Fang Zhu, fast asleep.

Look, if you fell asleep, then sleep, no one said you couldn't sleep in a cinema. As long as you sleep happily, whether or not you watch the movie is your business, but you shouldn't affect other people.

A person could fall asleep during a movie, what more in such a state. Either this fellow was too tired, or this movie was honestly not very good.

Yan Huan couldn't say how bad it really was, but in her opinion, it was still acceptable. After all, they had put effort into filming it, it was impossible to end up that badly. But obviously, in the eyes of other people, it was bad.

There were only seven people in the audience, one was asleep, which was Fang Zhu's boyfriend.

One was very engrossed, although she could be thinking about her past memories, which was Fang Zhu.

One was watching earnestly, but to no avail, which was Yan Huan.

One was indeed watching, but did not know what he was watching, which was Lu Yi.

As for the others, they were probably a bit bored, because all three of them left the cinema halfway through the movie. Only the four of them insisted on watching it to the end. For Yan Huan it was about being respectful; this was being courteous towards a movie. The same went for Lu Yi.

What Fang Zhu was thinking, she did not know, but Fang Zhu's boyfriend, however, was snoring in his sleep, from the moment the movie started, all the way until the end, wasting his movie ticket.

The movie lasted almost two hours, but Yan Huan didn't even know how to describe it; it was truly quite a failure.

It did not capture the hearts of the audience; it was incomprehensible; the only upside was that the actors on screen had pretty good acting skills, winning them a few points.

Yan Huan finished her Coke, the popcorn was gone as well. Alright, she could go home now.

When she walking out of the cinema, the ticket inspector at the door was staring at her again, her gaze never wavered from when she walked out till she reached the big hall.

"What were you looking at," another employee nudged the ticket inspector's shoulder.

"It's understandable if you said you were staring at guys, but why are you looking at a woman?"

"That is Yan Huan!"

The ticket inspector pointed at the big hall with a finger.

"That is Yan Huan."

"Yan Huan!" The employee let out a sudden scream.

Yan Huan raised her head, she then noticed that the people around her were looking in her direction.

Yan Huan blinked, but before she could react, camera lights were flashing in her eyes.

Lu Yi reached out an arm to block, then walked towards the exit with his other arm wrapped around Yan Huan's shoulder. Right now everyone was still puzzled, they had not gotten close to their idol nor requested for an autograph.

Lu Yi had already walked out of the cinema with Yan Huan. By the time someone went out, they were nowhere to be found.

"What are you looking at?" Fang Zhu asked her boyfriend.

The guy was staring straight at the photo in the corner, "I was thinking how come she looked so familiar. It really was her." Although, now that he thought about it, he was quite regretful, oh God, he was so near to his goddess, alas, he didn't even recognize her.

Fang Zhu didn't feel good inside, and there were some things that would make her unhappy if she didn't say them.

"I want to ask you." She stood in front of the guy, pulling down the folds of her jacket out of habit.

"You're asking if my eyes were still glued to that photo?" He was feeling frustrated inside, frustrated at himself for missing an opportunity to meet his goddess.

"Tell me." Fang Zhu wasn't laughing, she could not force a smile out either, there was always a question in her heart that she wanted someone to answer for her.

"Isn't a woman's substance important?"

"Of course." The guy did not refute this point, of course no one would like an idiotic woman, including him.

"If that's the case, between a woman with only a pretty face, and a woman with substance, which would guys prefer?"

"This…" The guy touched his chin, looking at Yan Huan's picture again.

"Naturally, guys would immediately notice the face, this is undeniable. The first thing that attracts a man to a woman, the most important thing, would of course be the face. If the face was too unpleasant to look at, then how could we still want to know her substance?"

"Like her." The guy pointed at Yan Huan's still.

"Look, which guy wouldn't like a woman like that?"

"Is she pretty? Yes, she is."

"Does she have a good body? Pretty good."

"You say she doesn't have substance, does she really not have any?"

"Does she though?" The first few points, Fang Zhu agreed with, because that was the truth, on the outside Yan Huan had a really good appearance, or else she couldn't possibly be known as the goddess of the nation, not every female could live up to this title.

However, if you were talking about substance, she was not convinced. Someone who only knew about acting, without much degree of education, while the other had already finished her studies at a university. What substance could she possibly have?

"Do you think she doesn't have any?" the guy lowered his head and asked Fang Zhu.

Fang Zhu paused for a moment, then she adjusted her glasses, preparing to give a long lecture, "Substance is…"

"Your wisdom?" The guy replied for her. "Your education level, your knowledge, how much you've studied, how many words you've written, how outstanding you are, and how much praise have you gotten from others. You've always been the top in your teaching field, your students are afraid of you, your school thinks highly of you, your parents are proud of you ever since you were young."

"Is it all of this?"

Fang Zhu did not hear anything wrong at all?