Arrested for impersonating a powerful figure's girlfriend, but forced into a formal relationshi

Yunmiao has been home for half a month.

Apart from visiting my maternal grandfather twice at my uncle's house, I almost never leave the house.

These past two weeks of lying down have been incredibly comfortable.

She was so comfortable that she almost forgot all about going to the capital.

Whether it's a person or an event.

My mom's studio is busiest during summer vacation.

So most of the time, Yunmiao and her father are at home.

That afternoon, Dad went out, and Yunmiao nestled on the sofa to talk to Xia Xixi on the phone.

"Assistant Xia, how was your summer vacation?"

"Don't mention it. I'll come to see you in a few days and we'll talk about it in detail when we meet."

"Okay, hurry up and come!"

"Okay, how are you doing?"

"It's wonderful, the only downside is that Sheng Yinian called me yesterday, and my phone was on the sofa in the living room. My dad almost saw it, but luckily I ran fast."

"Are you stupid? Why don't you change the name on Sheng Yinian's phone number?"

"What should I write in the notes?"

"You can answer calls from mentors, department heads, principals, and the like without having to go back to your room."

That makes sense.

Yunmiao hung up the phone and started changing the contact name.

Hmm, let's settle for "Director".

After making the note, she started scrolling through her phone.

I stumbled upon a live stream by chance.

She was about to swipe past it, but was drawn to the title on the screen.

— Exploring Northwest China: Desert Transformed into Oasis.

northwest?

Upon seeing these two words, Yun Miao clicked on the link as if possessed.

The camera pans across a vast desert, with machinery at work in the distance and neatly arranged saplings that have already taken root nearby.

There were several thousand people in the live stream, it was very lively.

The streamer is a young man with over a million followers, and he is talking eloquently in front of the camera.

"This desert has been under management for several years. Large-scale planting is done using machinery, but there are some places where machines can't get in, so manual replanting is necessary."

"Today, I will take you into the lives of those who work hard to replant seedlings."

The camera pans forward, revealing the back of a man wearing a straw hat.

The man held a seedling in his hand and carefully placed it into the hole that had already been dug.

The process of filling, compacting, and watering was fluid and seamless.

Yun Miao's hand trembled, and the phone almost hit her face.

That back view... it looks kind of familiar!

"Master Sheng, excuse me, may I have a word with you?"

As the announcer's voice rang out, the man slowly turned around.

Yun Miao suddenly sat up.

Although the man's handwriting was messy, Yun Miao recognized him at a glance.

Who else could this be but Sheng Shichen?!

Yun Jincheng just returned from outside.

"What are you looking at, daughter?"

Yunmiao subconsciously tilted her phone to the side.

Then she thought again, her father didn't know Sheng Shichen, so why was she feeling guilty?

So she held up her phone for her father to see.

"It's a live streamer broadcasting from Northwest China, interviewing a farmer who is helping to replenish seedlings."

Upon hearing this, Yun Jincheng also became interested, changed his shoes, and sat down to watch together.

The sound of conversation can be heard through the camera lens.

"Master Sheng, how long have you been here?"

"Six months."

"I heard you went back there before."

"Yes, my great-grandfather misses me and wants to hug me."

"That's only natural. So why did you come back?"

"The survival rate of seedlings planted by machines needs to be guaranteed by human intervention. Every single one has to be inspected before it counts. I came back because they need me here."

The chat is in an uproar.

[I actually think he wasn't faking it; he was serious.]

Look at the way he was filling the soil just now; that's real work, not just a staged photo.

[Handsome, fit, kind-hearted, and with a sense of purpose? What kind of god-like man is this?]

[I need the coordinates; I want to go to this desert and bump into the man who's replanting seedlings.]

[Am I the only one who noticed the light in his eyes when he said, "I'm needed here"?]

"Master Sheng, what has kept you going for so long?"

"If the trees survive, the desert will shrink."

The host paused after listening, clearly moved.

"Does your family support you?"

"Of course, I especially want to thank my seventh uncle and aunt for their strong support."

Yunmiao was grinning when suddenly she couldn't laugh anymore.

"Master Sheng, what are your plans for the future?"

"This protective forest is just the beginning. My goal is to add 1,000 acres of green space here within five years."

The chat exploded again.

[Dad, when my brother said, "If the trees live, the desert will shrink," my eyes actually welled up with tears.]

Well done, Master Sheng!

I apologize for my flippancy just now. You are truly building our home!

Looking at her phone, Yun Miao suddenly felt that the person on the screen seemed somewhat unfamiliar, not the Sheng Shichen she knew.

"Look at him!" Yun Jincheng suddenly exclaimed excitedly, "What a promising young man!"

"Daughter, listen to your father. When you look for a partner in the future, you should follow this standard."

"This young man comes from a good family; even his seventh uncle and aunt are very understanding."

Yun Miao: "....."

The feelings I have at this moment are beyond human language to express.

The anchor continued broadcasting on camera.

"Okay, thank you, Master Sheng. You can continue with your work now, we won't bother you any longer."

The camera begins to shift.

"Kids, I heard that Master Sheng brought some friends with him this time. Let's go check them out!"

The scene cuts to that point.

Several men were squatting beside different tree pits.

Some people planted the saplings crookedly, some people filled their shoes with soil, and some people splashed water all over themselves while watering the trees...

The anchor randomly walked up to one of the men.

The man rolled up his trousers to his knees, revealing a section of his leg that was sunburnt and layered, covered with large welts from mosquito bites.

"Master, I heard that you all came here with Master Sheng on your own initiative, is that right?"

The man had a tanned, dark red face and grinned, revealing a set of bright white teeth.

"Yes! They all came on their own initiative!"

He spoke haltingly, as if he were squeezing it out from his throat.

The tone of the chat has changed.

Is he laughing? It looks more like he's crying to me.

【Wait, why did he say the word "voluntary" sound like he was reciting a will?】

[Master Sheng, come out here! How exactly did you fool them?]

The anchor struggled to maintain a professional expression.

"So... what do you think of this place?"

"Great! The air is fresh! The scenery is beautiful! Every day we can see a different sunrise!"

The host wanted to ask another question, but a companion whispered a reminder.

"Sir, your shoelaces are untied."

The man looked down at the shoes, which were buried in yellow sand and whose laces had long since disappeared.

He was silent for a moment, then looked up at the camera.

"This place... taught me not to worry about the details."

The chat was filled with laughter, a long string of "hahaha".

Off-camera, Yun Jincheng frowned.

"This won't do, honey."

"We can't hire someone like this. He can't do any work, and his smile is too ugly."

Yun Miao's lips twitched repeatedly: "I understand."

After saying that, she left the live stream.

Just as I was about to go back to my room, the phone rang.

Yunmiao and her father looked at the screen together.

The words "Director" were prominently displayed on the screen.

Yun Miao took a deep breath, glad that she had made the note.

"Honey, answer the phone quickly, it's your director calling."

"Dad, I'll go back to my room to get it."

Just as Yun Miao was about to get up, Yun Jincheng grabbed her.

"It's too late to go back to your room. Be polite when you talk to the director, greet him, and answer quickly."

Yunmiao had no choice but to bite the bullet and answer the call.

"Hello, Director."