Reborn! Entangled with the Obsessive Best Actress - Chapter 12

“I don’t want them to worry too much,” Xie Jingcheng said.

“Also, if they really believe you’re my girlfriend, you’ll never be able to leave me. Even if we break up, my parents will blame you, and you’ll be stuck by my side forever. Are you willing to accept that?”

To outsiders, Xie Jingcheng’s family appeared to be the epitome of happiness and perfection.

But only she knew the truth: her parents’ doting affection had reached an almost pathological level.

They would never say no to anything she wanted.

Although the upper class traditionally emphasized elite education, Xie Jingcheng had never been subjected to such rigorous treatment.

That’s why she was able to pursue acting.

For the elite, acting was considered a shameful profession.

In ancient times, actors were relegated to the lowest social strata. The Xie Family, who prided themselves on their scholarly heritage, would normally never allow their descendants to engage in such a profession.

Yet her parents had not only agreed but had also fiercely defended Xie Jingcheng’s aspirations against disapproving relatives.

Such excessive indulgence came at a price. Xie Jingcheng felt suffocated by her parents’ overbearing concern.

They micromanaged everything—what she ate, what she wore.

During her school days, whenever a boy lingered near her for even a second longer than necessary, her parents would rush to school like an air raid siren had gone off.

Xie Jingcheng felt helpless.

To avoid causing trouble for her male classmates and herself, she proactively distanced herself from them, giving the cold shoulder to anyone who pursued her.

This led her to prefer interacting with girls.

But…

Xie Jingcheng never felt any romantic stirrings.

She initially believed she was asexual, incapable of romantic attraction to either men or women. In reality, she was just an ordinary person.

The moment she met Song Qingxing, Xie Jingcheng realized that all the online hate posts about her were written by people who had never seen her in person, content to point fingers at photos on their phones.

In reality, Song Qingxing was breathtakingly beautiful.

As Xie Jingcheng finished speaking, Song Qingxing’s teeth began to chatter.

She had always heard that wealthy families were rife with complications, but now she saw it was true.

Still, what did she have to fear?

Having already died once, she was fearless.

As the saying goes, “Nothing ventured, nothing gained.” Song Qingxing was willing to pay the price.

“It’s okay,” she said with a playful smile, her lips like delicate pink cherry blossoms. “Being your girlfriend for life sounds pretty good. That way, no one will dare bully me.”

Xie Jingcheng’s heart pounded wildly. She finally closed her eyes, trying not to look, but the more she shut them, the clearer the image became in her mind.

Fine.

If I want to kiss her, I’ll kiss her.

After all, I paid for it.

With that thought, Xie Jingcheng opened her eyes and leaned in, her long hair cascading over Song Qingxing’s shirt.

Even as improper thoughts clouded her mind, Xie Jingcheng still managed to ask politely, “Song Qingxing, may I kiss you?”

“Ah… so sudden?”

Before Song Qingxing could finish speaking, Xie Jingcheng’s soft lips pressed against hers, their breaths mingling. Xie Jingcheng kissed her with insatiable greed, never stopping for a moment.

She didn’t even pause to breathe. Song Qingxing, who had barely filmed any kissing scenes, was completely overwhelmed and collapsed back into the chair.

She wanted to push Xie Jingcheng away, but she remembered that Xie Jingcheng was her client and that she couldn’t do that. So she forced herself to suppress the urge to slap the lecherous woman.

She began to respond.

But gradually, her body started reacting.

Song Qingxing felt frustrated, scolding herself: How could I be like this?

Xie Jingcheng is a woman!

Meanwhile, the woman who had been setting hearts ablaze had already left, Xie Jingcheng wiping her lips with a tissue.

Completely satisfied.

She looked like a puppy that had just finished its meal, its face radiating contentment.

After finishing the art film, Song Qingxing had another filming commitment: an idol drama. Although she was transitioning to more mature roles, she couldn’t make too drastic a change all at once.

Otherwise, her fans wouldn’t be able to handle it.

It would be like liking a delicate, dainty girl only to have her suddenly transform into a burly, bearded man who picks his nose with his pinky finger.

The idol drama itself had a mediocre script and was heavily male-lead-centric, giving most of the screen time to the male lead.

The male lead had secured his role through financial backing, thanks to his wealthy girlfriend’s support.

He had small, beady eyes, earning him the nickname “rat spirit” from netizens.

Song Qingxing had never endured such humiliation in her life.

In her previous life, she had constantly fought with the male lead for screen time, even getting into physical altercations on set. As a result, she was righteously punished by the wealthy girlfriend.

Now, reborn, Song Qingxing vowed: Waaah… I’ll never work with an ugly man again!

She immediately called her manager, but he didn’t answer. Refusing to give up, Song Qingxing made several consecutive calls.

Finally, her manager answered, his voice groggy with sleep.

“Qingxing, why are you calling so late?”

“I’m still sleeping,” the manager mumbled.

“The other day, when you were seen walking with Xie Jingcheng, I had to do crisis management for an entire day and night.”

Though still half-asleep, the manager couldn’t afford to be careless when dealing with the company’s cash cow. He couldn’t afford to be even slightly perfunctory.

Hearing the manager’s exhausted voice, Song Qingxing felt a pang of guilt. She hadn’t treated him well in the past, relying on her popularity as the company’s top star to boss everyone around. Looking back, she wondered why she hadn’t faded into obscurity sooner.

She imagined countless people secretly celebrating with fireworks the moment she fell from the A-list.

Sigh, sometimes a little greed turns you into a villainous supporting character.

But being a White Lotus protagonist is just too damn hard.

“I’m sorry for the trouble, Brother Chen,” Song Qingxing said, still at the hospital.

Xie Jingcheng had told her to go home, but Song Qingxing refused. She wanted to take responsibility for the caffeine incident she had caused. She felt she should take good care of Xie Jingcheng.

Hearing Song Qingxing’s apology, Brother Chen’s eyes widened in disbelief. How could the arrogant Song Qingxing suddenly be so humble?

Trembling, he could only ask, “What’s wrong, Song Qingxing? Why are you suddenly being so nice?”

“Did you slap Xie Jingcheng?”

“Don’t scare me like that! I have no idea how to handle this kind of question.”

Song Qingxing: …

Well, I guess I’ve left a pretty bad impression on my manager.

“Why would I slap Xie Jingcheng?”

“She’s been really good to me lately.”

Song Qingxing had no intention of hiding her relationship with Xie Jingcheng from her manager. Xie Jingcheng had told her that all the resources she wanted in the future would be handled by her manager.

“We’re… we’re kind of in a romantic relationship now.”

“What?!”

“Qingxing, you… you’ve struck gold!”

“Hold on tight! You should pin Xie Jingcheng down and sleep with her tonight!”

Brother Chen’s shout woke up his wife. She groggily opened her eyes, accompanied by the cries of their baby and the barking of their dog.

“What are you yelling about in the middle of the night?!”

“If you shout again, I’ll kick you out!”

“If you can’t sleep, at least let the baby sleep!”