Chapter 127: This Childhood Friend Is Hard to Handle (Second Update)

What to Do When You Can't Keep Your Childhood Sweetheart in Check Little Darling 2312 words 2026-04-13 23:58:21

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Jiang Muwen stared blankly at Gu Niancun, as if still unable to recover from his words.

The temperature in the office seemed to be dropping steadily. Although Gu Niancun had already raised the air conditioning a few degrees, Jiang Muwen still felt a chill.

The silence lingered for a moment before Gu Niancun spoke calmly, “If you’re unwilling, you can refuse.”

“I…” Jiang Muwen parted her lips slightly, hesitating. Even the hands resting on her lap started to fidget nervously.

Gu Niancun noticed this. His gaze lingered briefly on her hands before returning to her face. He seemed to see the hesitation in her eyes. After a moment, his steady voice reached her ears again, “Don’t worry, overall it will be better than working in the studio. For important matters, I’ll let Jerry handle them; he’ll guide you through your tasks.”

Jerry was another assistant under Gu Niancun. After Jan took leave, many responsibilities had fallen to Jerry. If Jiang Muwen agreed, it would also help Jerry share some trivial tasks. More importantly, Jiang Muwen wouldn’t be bullied by the studio staff.

After hearing this, Jiang Muwen still didn’t respond immediately. She seemed caught in a dilemma. Studio work was indeed exhausting, but at least Wen Yichen was there. If she became Gu Niancun’s assistant, wouldn’t she lose the chance to see Wen Yichen all the time?

Gu Niancun seemed to sense her thoughts. Before she could speak, he interrupted, “Temporarily replacing Jan means the work will be lighter than in the studio, but your schedule will be less flexible. You can think it over. If you really don’t want to, I’ll ask Wen Yichen instead.”

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Muwen’s heart jumped heavily. She instinctively looked up, her eyes filled with doubt fixed on Gu Niancun.

Gu Niancun’s move was clever. She didn’t know if it was intentional or not, but no matter what, it seemed she wouldn’t be able to work alongside Wen Yichen in the next few days.

“Alright,” Jiang Muwen nodded faintly after a moment of thought.

After agreeing, she was assigned to work. Fortunately, Jerry was kind. Although the tasks were somewhat complicated, they were lighter than in the studio. In her spare time, she could still sneak over to the studio to see Wen Yichen and the others.

However, on her first day as an assistant, Jiang Muwen experienced what Gu Niancun meant by “inflexible time.” As night gradually fell and the studio’s shooting wrapped up, Jiang Muwen was still sitting in the office, eyes fixed on the dull data displayed on the computer screen.

Suddenly, her phone vibrated. A message popped up—it was from Wen Yichen: “Are you still working?”

He must have finished work and was asking about her.

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Jiang Muwen replied, “No, the big boss Gu is still in an international meeting. I can only get off after it’s over.”

No sooner had she sent the message than Wen Yichen immediately replied, “Have you eaten dinner?”

“Not yet.”

She stared at the screen. Seeing no further response, she sent a pitiful emoji.

Shortly after, her phone vibrated again. Wen Yichen asked, “What do you want to eat?”

Jiang Muwen’s heart skipped a beat. Was Wen Yichen planning to bring her dinner?

She stared at the phone for a long while before lightly tapping the screen, “No need, I should be off work soon.”

After a moment, she added, “You go ahead and eat first. I’ll manage on my own.”

Not long after sending the message, Jerry’s voice came through her earphones, “Little Sister Jiang, just organize the contents in this file and then you can leave.”

Jerry placed the file on Jiang Muwen’s desk and followed up by handing her a chocolate bar, “Have a little snack first to keep your hunger at bay. Thanks for your hard work today.”

Seeing the chocolate, Jiang Muwen felt a warmth in her heart. She hummed softly, reached out, and slipped the chocolate into her pocket.

The file Jerry asked her to organize was straightforward. Before eight o’clock, she finished it. After a brief farewell to Jerry, she left the company.

The lobby was already empty. She instinctively pulled out her phone to check if Wen Yichen had replied, but when she opened their chat, the last message was still hers—he hadn’t responded.

Jiang Muwen stared at the screen for a while before moving her finger away and lightly tapping the Weibo icon.

Since Gu Nianxi had followed her, the followers of the Weibo account “A Little Green Plum” had been increasing daily. Probably because Gu Nianxi’s Weibo carried its own traffic, “A Little Green Plum”’s followers, as well as reposts, comments, and likes, kept growing.

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Perhaps because she was exhausted recently, Jiang Muwen felt a little disappointed after not receiving a reply from Wen Yichen.

Not long after, she edited and posted a Weibo update:

“This childhood friend is hard to handle, why isn’t he replying to my messages? Qaq”

She had intended to complain briefly and then delete it, but unexpectedly, she soon received a reply.

“Bao Ajiang, sister, you could try posting a Moments update like ‘I miss you a bit, so to avoid bothering you, I changed your contact name to ‘He’s very busy, you can only post one.’ This nickname works well; I’m not sending you anything else right now.”

Jiang Muwen read the comment and felt her heart flutter. After hesitating briefly, she decided to try the suggested method.

While waiting for the bus, Jiang Muwen edited a Moments post and sent it out exactly as Bao Ajiang had suggested.

A few minutes passed. Only a handful of friends liked the post, but Wen Yichen’s presence was nowhere to be seen.

A few more minutes passed; Jiang Muwen was already on the bus. Her phone remained silent. After confirming the post wasn’t blocked from Wen Yichen and that her phone’s network was fine, she sighed in disappointment.

“Maybe this kind of Moments update isn’t effective for everyone,” she thought, preparing to delete it.

Just as she was about to act, her phone vibrated again.

The message was from Wen Yichen:

“Really not sending anything at all?”