You're My Only Star

It was a lazy weekend and Song Xing Xing woke up late. When she looked around, the person who always slept beside her had already left the bed a long time ago.

Seeing that it was almost the afternoon, Song Xing Xing quickly headed to the bathroom to clean up.

When she came out, her phone on the bedside table rang. She looked at the caller ID and picked up the phone when she saw her mother\'s name.

"Xing Xing," her mother\'s voice sounded cheery on the other line.

"Mom," Song Xing Xing cradled her phone in one hand and tried to dry her hair with a towel with another. "You sounded happy. What\'s going on?"

"Mom had just come back from a discussion. Miss Yun had given me a list to look at."

Her movement halted as she heard her mother\'s words. "Miss Yun? Who is Miss Yun?" Song Xing Xing tried to rack her brain, but couldn\'t think of anyone. It seemed that in her circle of friends in Y City, there isn\'t anyone with this name.

"Ah. That\'s right. I forgot to tell you." Ye Ling Feng laughed. "Miss Yun is the wedding planner that I have talked to earlier."

The corner of her lips started to twitch.

A wedding planner?

Song Xing Xing threw her towel at the side. "Mom, don\'t you think that it\'s still early to be discussing with a wedding planner?"

"What early? We are running out of time. There are only less than four months left. There are so many things to do." Ye Ling Feng looked at the list in her hand and muttered. "That\'s right. I should make a guest list as well."

Song Xing Xing rubbed the space between her eyes. She could almost feel a headache coming. Hearing her mother rambling on about what needed to b done made her feel a little helpless.

"Alright, just tell me what you need me to do."

"Mom can help to handle everything on this side. However, there are still a few things that you and Lu Xun had to do yourself. I\'ll text you the list later. Xing Xing, you go and take a look with Lu Xun and discuss this matter with him."

"Un. I know. Thanks, mom."

"Lu Xun said that his friend, Zhang Yu Han had agreed to let us use the ballroom hall in his hotel. Later, your dad and I are going to meet him to discuss this."

Song Xing Xing recalled going to the Orchid Hotel\'s ballroom hall a few times before. The hall was so spacious and big that it could fit more than a thousand people at once.

Now that she began to imagine walking into the ballroom as a bride, her heart accelerated and she began to panic. All of a sudden, she realized that there were a few months left and she knew nothing about her wedding.

Moreover, she was in Capital City while the wedding will be held in Y City.

A wedding!

She was going to have a wedding!

Song Xing Xing snapped out of her trance when she heard her mother\'s voice again.

"Miss Yun had sent me a few examples of themes that might be suitable," Ye Ling Feng said. "I looked at the portfolio and saw a few interesting ones. However, Mom is not sure which one you like best. Later, you should discuss with Lu Xun and find out what types of wedding you wanted to have."

"I know."

"And there is another important matter."

"What is it?"

"Xing Xing, Mom already knew that your dad had given you the family\'s registration book to you. Are you planning to register your marriage before the wedding or after?"

Song Xing Xing bit her lips. "I haven\'t thought about it yet."

"Then, remember to discuss this matter with Lu Xun as well."

Her mother continued to chatter about the wedding plan. The more she listened, the more that Song Xing Xing started to panic.

When the call ended, Song Xing Xing realized that she has been talking to her mother for almost forty minutes.

As she stared out the window with a dazed expression, the phone in her hand buzzed, signaling that there was a new message.

It was from her mother and she was sending her the list of things that she needed to discuss with Lu Xun. Her head started to throb, realizing that there was a lot to be done.

After staring at the list for a long time, Song Xing Xing walked out of the room and began to look for Lu Xun in his office.

The door was slightly ajar.

Song Xing Xing gave a gentle push and saw that Lu Xun was sitting behind his work desk. His attention was on his computer, but Song Xing Xing was quick to realize that there was something strange with the scene in front of her.

Her fat grey cat called Mr. Fluffball lay down on his table. When she looked closely, Song Xing Xing realized that her cat was lying on a small size mattress and a pillow.

Lu Xun held the mouse with one hand while scratching the cat\'s tummy with another. He stopped scratching the cat for a few seconds to type something on the keyboard.

Missing the human\'s touch, Mr. Fluffball raised his head and looked at Lu Xun with his slanted eyes. "Meow."

"\'Just a second." Lu Xun patted the cat\'s head before he continued to work. Once he was done, the man continued to scratch the cat\'s body. The cat continued to lay his head on his small pillow, closing his eyes.

The corner of her lips started to twitch.

Song Xing Xing thought that rather than worrying about Lu Xun being attracted to some woman, she was more concerned about how Mr. Fluffball was stealing her fiance\'s attention.

As if noticing that someone was looking at him, Lu Xun raised his head. He glanced at the clock and realized that he has been staying in the office for a long time, "You\'re awake."

"Mhmm..." Song Xing Xin walked into the room. "Are you busy?"

"Well, there are a few things that Bei Yuan had urged me to look at." Lu Xun walked to her and kissed her forehead. "Are you hungry? Let\'s go and grab something to eat. Auntie Wei should have prepared something."

Song Xing Xing did not make a move and continued to stare at him. "I\'m a little worried."

"What are you worried about?"

"I think you have turned into a Daddy Cat. You\'ve been spoiling Mr. Fluffball too much." Song Xing Xing pursed her lips and glanced at the fat cat. "He even got a place on your desk."

What if he got a Daddy Cat issue? 

Lu Xun chuckled. This was not the first time that she had complained about her cat. "You\'re thinking too much. Earlier, Mr. Fluffball climbed up your chest to sleep. I just took him here to stop him from disturbing you." He stretched his hand to pat her head.. "Come on, let\'s go and have lunch."