A Billion Stars Can't Amount to You

After the script meeting was over, it was already six in the evening.

Cheng Weiwan wasn’t in a hurry to leave the meeting as she typed up all the ideas she’d gotten from the meeting on her laptop.

After she finished work, it was already dark outside. She closed her laptop and pulled out her phone from her pocket. She glanced at Han Zhifan’s text message on the lock screen.

“See you at nine at the Four Seasons Hotel, room 1002.”

After he sent that text, he probably realized he forgot to leave some additional instructions, so he added, “The room key is at the front desk. Just give them your name then head right up...”

After the ellipsis, there were a few more words, “...Don’t worry, Wanwan. I won’t do anything to you.”

If this had been in the past, Cheng Weiwan would never go on a date with Han Zhifan at a hotel, but things were different now. He saved her life.

She would never have believed that she would be in such a situation had he arrived a little later that night.

Cheng Weiwan stared at the text from Han Zhifan on her phone screen for a while. Then she put her phone away and carried her laptop out of the conference room.

To make her commute to YC easier, Cheng Weiwan rented an apartment close to the office.

After she made it back home and dropped off her laptop, she called a taxi and headed for the Four Seasons Hotel.

Following the instructions given by Han Zhifan, Cheng Weiwan walked up to the front desk and gave her name. After they verified her ID, she collected the room key and headed upstairs.

After she swiped the key to open the door, Cheng Weiwan stepped into the room. However, before she could put the card into the electricity slot, she caught sight of a candle glowing on the table in the living room.

Cheng Weiwan was confused for two seconds. Without turning the lights on, she walked straight to the living room.

When she got closer, she realized that under the light of the candle was a birthday cake.

On the cake was a line of words written in chocolate: “Wanwan, happy birthday.”

Han Zhifan asked to meet me here just to celebrate my birthday?

Just as Cheng Weiwan was feeling bewildered, the bedroom door opened.

Cheng Weiwan turned her head at the sound to see Han Zhifan stepping out, holding a gift box.

“Wanwan, I only found out your birthday was yesterday from one of your readers’ comments on Weibo today. I also found out that since your mum passed away, no one has celebrated your birthday...”

Han Zhifan walked towards her as he spoke. “Even though I’m a day late... Happy birthday!”

As he said this, Han Zhifan opened the gift box and handed it to Cheng Weiwan.

Inside was a pink diamond necklace. Under the candlelight, it had a bright, piercing light.

“Do you like it?” asked Han Zhifan softly with raised brows.

Cheng Weiwan let out a tender “Mhm.”

Han Zhifan didn’t say anything but took out the necklace from the gift box. After he walked up to Cheng Weiwan, he gently helped her put it on.

As he fastened the necklace, Han Zhifan swept Cheng Weiwan’s long hair aside. He carefully fixed her hair after the necklace was secure then he grabbed her shoulder and turned her around to face him.

He stared at the necklace above her chest for some time before his eyes met hers. “Beautiful.”

Cheng Weiwan didn’t say anything as she stared into Han Zhifan’s eyes with an unusual glow.

Han Zhifan stared back at Cheng Weiwan for some time before taking a slight step forward. He lowered his head and kissed the space in between her brows.

His soft touch made Cheng Weiwan’s body tremble slightly but she didn’t avoid him.

That was when Han Zhifan gradually lowered his lips to Cheng Weiwan’s, gently sealing them into a delicate kiss.

It was silent in the room with the faint sound of them kissing.

After kissing for a while, Han Zhifan reluctantly parted from Cheng Weiwan’s lips. He lowered his head to touch her forehead, looked down at her bright red lips then asked softly, “Can I?”

Cheng Weiwan’s fingers trembled with his question as her eyelids shot up and met Han Zhifan’s before she lowered them again.

Han Zhifan continued to stare at Cheng Weiwan for quite some time before he moved to seal his lips with hers again. “Wanwan, can I? Tonight, can I have you?” asked Han Zhifan before their lips touched.