Four Years Ago, Her Husband Cheated on Her Body - Chapter 40.1

Zhu Nanyu, of course, was no professional “personal stylist.”

However, Jia Qiao knew all too well how superhuman this man could be.

Whatever he set his mind to, he would give his heart and soul, doing extensive research beforehand.

Even back when he accompanied Jia Qiao in playing video games, he would investigate guides and study the rules in advance.

Thus, even with a game he was playing for the first time, he could effortlessly achieve brilliant results.

Before, in order to do Jia Qiao’s wedding makeup, Zhu Nanyu had watched countless beauty videos until he knew various techniques by heart. He had been worrying that he had no place to use this set of skills…

“Starting with daily makeup, right?” Zhu Nanyu confirmed with the styling team that followed him in.

“Yes.” The makeup artist nodded, handing over a fully equipped makeup bag. “Do you need me to help with the base makeup?”

“It’s fine.” Zhu Nanyu’s tone was gentle, sounding somewhat reassuring. “You brought so many varieties; could you please recommend the most suitable ones?”

“Of course!” The makeup artist, afraid of earning a salary for doing nothing, nodded and immediately recommended, “Mr. Jia’s skin is very fair. For the base, I recommend this shade 01 long-wear foundation suitable for cool-toned fair skin. His face shouldn’t need concealer; you can use this pearlescent blush…”

Zhu Nanyu fully consulted the makeup artist’s suggestions. Relying on his obsessive infatuation with Jia Qiao’s face, he quickly conceptualized a makeup look that suited him.

Meanwhile, no one else in the studio was idle.

Considering the first set was a daily-life theme, the overall atmosphere had to be relaxed and warm, aiming to showcase Jia Qiao as he appeared in his everyday life.

So, the staff moved in sets of furniture, almost transforming the studio into a bedroom—there was even a bathtub.

As a prop, the bathtub naturally lacked temperature control facilities.

In the past, the photography team’s subjects had been celebrities who lived off their looks; even in the dead of winter, they could appear in short skirts.

Therefore, while preparing, they hadn’t considered the water temperature at all.

The personal photographer following Jia Qiao came out midway. Seeing the setting, he seemed to frown and gave a few instructions to the props team.

The props team immediately followed his requirements, preparing a tub full of hot water and scattering crushed rose petals on the surface.

When Jia Qiao walked out of the dressing room wearing a basic white shirt, he saw the entire bathtub surrounded by swirling mist. He almost thought they had dumped ten pounds of dry ice inside.

After calling a staff member over to ask, he found out they had been “threatened.”

It was similar to an ancient emperor’s favorite concubine being physically frail, and the “tyrant” threatening everyone: ‘If anything happens to her, I’ll have you all buried with her.’

The protective instinct was a bit over the top.

Even if Jia Qiao’s constitution was weak, it wasn’t to the point where he couldn’t touch a drop of cold water.

Despite thinking this, when he immersed himself in the warm water according to the photographer’s request, even a soft spot in his chest seemed to be warmed.

It seemed that being overprotected by Zhu Nanyu wasn’t such a bad thing.

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The confidentiality level of financial magazines was not high; they didn’t have the “no talk before official announcement” culture of the entertainment industry.

Sometimes, internal staff of the magazine would personally “drop leaks” to create hype for the upcoming issue.

Jia Qiao’s shoot wasn’t even over yet, but the fans closely following him—and the passersby captivated by his beauty—already knew the news that the great beauty had finally decided to use his looks to charm the whole world!

The magazine didn’t hide it either, proactively releasing a steaming-hot behind-the-scenes clip of the shoot.

As a result, Jia Qiao’s popularity was even higher than imagined.

A clip of only a dozen seconds actually surpassed a million views within two hours. Some netizens even petitioned for it to go on sale tomorrow.

【Bathtub, roses, red wine… are you sure this is daily style and not ‘seductive’ style?】

【Drenched Jia Jia—I’m licking the screen on the spot!】

【Can the magazine office and the printing factory really not work overtime? I can’t wait. I’m a pervert; I want to have a wet dream about this face tomorrow.】

【+1 to the person above, it’s just human nature.】

【Everyone is focused on Jia Qiao bathing; is no one noticing the man pulling Jia Jia out to dry his hair? Even though he’s wearing a hat, I bet he’s absolutely a huge hottie!!!】

【I noticed too! That height, that shoulder width—it’s hard not to be handsome.】

【Especially when he pulls the dripping Jia Jia into his arms and wraps him tightly in a bath towel to gently dry his hair—the size difference and sexual tension have me totally shipping them.】

【Actually, Jia Jia isn’t short, but he looks tiny in that guy’s arms. These two are great to ship even without seeing their faces.】

【I heard the guy is Jia Qiao’s personal stylist. The word ‘personal’ is really something to savor—does anyone get me?】

【Sins, sins, how did I end up shipping this too? I’m an S+ CP fan, ahhh!】

【You guys are too wavering. Personally, I only ship S+ for life; no one but Zhu Nanyu is worthy of Jia Jia @JiaQiao】

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On the way home after finishing the shoot, Jia Qiao’s hand slipped and he tapped on the Weibo app, which he had only used once since downloading. he received many message notifications.

He probably had the potential for OCD; seeing the red dots annoyed him. He simply opened the message list, only to see netizens shipping the “top tier and the personal stylist” while simultaneously “sliding into a kneel” toward the supposedly cuckolded Zhu Nanyu, terrified of being haunted by his green-clad vengeful soul.

How to put it.

By shipping a couple, they had managed to create the feeling of a “Shuraba” (bloody battlefield of love).

It was all Zhu Nanyu’s fault; he had done so much evil and brought disaster upon so many people!

“Speaking of which…” Jia Qiao turned to Zhu Nanyu sitting next to him. “Your body has recovered almost completely, right? When do you plan to tell everyone you’re still alive?”

Zhu Nanyu’s hand tapping the keyboard paused. He said half-jokingly, “It doesn’t matter if we don’t go public, right? Is it not good to keep it like this—being your ‘clandestine’ underground lover?”

“Zhu Nanyu.”

He was like this every time; Jia Qiao finally couldn’t take it anymore.

“Stop testing me.”

It wasn’t until recently that Jia Qiao slowly became able to realize that Zhu Nanyu’s words were always a mix of true feelings and false pretenses.

But Jia Qiao couldn’t distinguish which part was true and which was false, and he was always afraid of mistaking the false words for sincerity.

“It’s not a test.”

Zhu Nanyu leaned over, reaching out to stroke Jia Qiao’s face, forcing him to turn and look directly into his eyes.

“Even if what I say to you isn’t the most truthful thought in my heart—as long as you nod your head, I will do as you say.”

Jia Qiao looked into his eyes.

This sentence was true—100% pure truth.

If he were to answer “okay” right now, Zhu Nanyu would probably truly stop the “resurrection” plan and stay in the villa for the rest of his life, never going out or seeing anyone, being a “kept little husband.”

“Dismiss that thought; I don’t have such strange hobbies.” Jia Qiao brushed his hand away and asked again, “When do you plan to tell everyone?”

Only then did Zhu Nanyu think about it seriously. “It’s the busy year-end period. Announcing it now would cause chaos. Moreover, if I officially appear, there will definitely be many things to handle, which would delay the work progress.”

“That’s true.” Jia Qiao felt it made sense and compromised. “Then we’ll say it once this busy period is over. It can’t be delayed any further.”

If Zhu Nanyu continued to stall, he—a legitimate legal spouse—would soon be rumored to be looking for a second marriage partner.

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“Woof! Woof-woof! Woof-woof-woof!”

Ever since Qi’ao was added to Jia Qiao’s household register and became an official family member, he had gradually become lawless.

Every morning, before the humans were even awake, his barking was more punctual than a rooster.

Fortunately, the little thing still had a trace of animal nature left; usually, if no one paid attention, he would bark two or three times and then go back to sleep on his own.

For some reason today, Qi’ao was exceptionally persistent. Not only was he barking wildly, but he was also banging his head against the door, clearly determined not to stop until he woke the “poop-scooper.”

Although he was only barking at Lu Min’s door, he didn’t manage to wake Xiao Lu after a long time of making a fuss.

In his urgency, Qi’ao’s barking became more and more unrestrained, reaching the east-side bedroom closest to Lu Min’s room.

“Ugh…”

Jia Qiao obviously hadn’t had enough sleep. His consciousness gradually recovered, but his eyes were still closed.

His body curled up, shrinking further into the covers, burying his head in an attempt to block out the noise.

“Don’t always cover your head; it’s easy to get oxygen-deprived.” A hand reached over at just the right moment, covering Jia Qiao’s ear, and asked in a low voice, “Is it still noisy? How about I go outside and take a look.”