Chapter 222

Translator: Henyee Translations      Editor: Henyee Translations

She had nothing to do today and was indeed preparing to watch a movie.

There was indeed a movie theater a few kilometers away. Hence, she had no reason to reject Song Jia’s suggestion to go to the cinema to watch a movie.

Lu Zhen hesitated for a moment before replying, “Alright.”

Perhaps what Xiaoxiao said made sense. Song Jia had specially come over, so she couldn’t ignore him completely. She had already done her part by watching a movie with him.

Lu Zhen stood up and prepared to pack up and leave. Xiaoxiao, who was sitting on the carpet working, saw Lu Zhen get up and looked at her in confusion. “What’s wrong?

Lu Zhen was embarrassed for a moment and said truthfully, “Song Jia said that he wanted to go to the cinema to watch a movie.”

“Wow!” Xiaoxiao almost jumped up. Her eyes lit up like incandescent lights. “President Song invited you? Alright, Sister Zhenzhen, go ahead. Do you want me to pick a set of clothes for you? How about that rose pink tight dress? It shows off your figure!”

Lu Zhen hurriedly stopped the excited Xiaoxiao. “No need. Just do what you need to do.”

With that, Lu Zhen opened the closet and changed into a thin black sweater. She also put on a beige knitted shirt and loose wide-legged pants. She looked casual and daily.

Then, Lu Zhen put on a white mohair woolen hat and light coffee-colored sunglasses. She put on a mask and was wrapped up tightly. It was almost impossible to see the shadow of the superstar Lu Zhen.

Xiaoxiao looked up from the computer and looked at Lu Zhen, who was about to leave in shock. “Sister Zhenzhen, are you dressed like this? You don’t even put on makeup?”

Lu Zhen turned her head and looked at Xiaoxiao in confusion. “What’s wrong with me being like this? Am I very ugly? Besides, I’m just going to watch a movie. Why do I need makeup?”

Xiaoxiao didn’t know what to say. Perhaps in Lu Zhen’s opinion, she was indeed just going to watch a movie with Song Jia and not go on a date.

Lu Zhen went out. Song Jia asked her to wait for him at the intersection first. After she reached the intersection, two minutes later, Song Jia rode a bicycle over.

Lu Zhen almost thought that she had seen something wrong. Song Jia riding a bicycle? What kind of joke was that?

The bicycle stopped in front of Lu Zhen. Song Jia pressed on the brakes and said to Lu Zhen, “I’m sorry, I can only borrow a bicycle. I think it should be safer than taking a taxi. You won’t mind, right?”

If he took a taxi, it was hard to guarantee that the chauffeur wouldn’t be a paparazzi or fan hiding near the film base. Song Jia felt that it was safer to ride a bicycle.

Lu Zhen said in a daze, “It’s fine. I don’t mind.”

Song Jia was doing this for her sake, so she naturally couldn’t blame him. Lu Zhen carefully sat in the back of the bicycle. The unfamiliar feeling made her a little nervous. She didn’t know how to ride a bicycle, let alone sit in the back. For a moment, she was afraid that she would fall.

Perhaps sensing that Lu Zhen was nervous, Song Jia comforted her. “Don’t worry, I’ll ride slower.”

Lu Zhen grabbed the edge of Song Jia’s black jacket with both hands and tried not to be so nervous. “Okay.”

Seeing that Lu Zhen had sat down, Song Jia began to ride the bicycle. The moment the bicycle wheels rolled forward, Lu Zhen was still a little afraid. She couldn’t help but tighten her arms and almost hugged Song Jia’s waist.

The man’s waist, which was hidden under his clothes, had a strange touch. The power of his muscles seemed to pass through the fabric and into Lu Zhen’s arm. Lu Zhen’s ears turned red.

When Lu Zhen hugged his waist, Song Jia’s body stiffened. He tried his best to maintain his composure to prevent Lu Zhen from feeling awkward. After the bicycle was safely on the road, Lu Zhen let go of her arm and grabbed the corner of Song Jia’s clothes with both hands.

“You actually know how to ride a bicycle?” In order to make the journey less awkward and boring, Lu Zhen searched for a topic.

“Yes, I learned how to ride a bicycle when I was seven years old. When I was in middle school, I often rode a bicycle out for a ride. I quite liked that feeling,” Song Jia explained.

Lu Zhen seemed to be able to see a young boy riding a bicycle on the road. The wind messed up his hair, and his clothes fluttered in the wind. This imagined scene was filled with vitality. It was so beautiful that it was like the scenes in the youth school movies that Lu Zhen had seen.

Seeing that Lu Zhen was silent, Song Jia took the initiative to ask, “Don’t you know how to ride a bicycle?”

Lu Zhen smiled in embarrassment. “No.”

She had become an actress at a young age and had a special car to pick her up when she went out. Naturally, she did not need to learn how to ride a bicycle.

At this moment, Lu Zhen was sitting behind the car seat. The bicycle was driving at a gentle speed. A breeze blew over and she could see the blue sky and fluffy clouds when she looked up..