Reborn! Entangled with the Obsessive Best Actress - Chapter 24

If Song Qingxing didn’t leave now and was discovered, she would undoubtedly face a disastrous ordeal.

Leaning slightly closer, her shoulder brushing against Yu Zhi’s, she whispered, “Yu Zhi, I’m going to the restroom. Can you stay here alone?”

Yu Zhi turned to look at her.

The bar had an excellent reputation and top-notch security, with bodyguards stationed every few steps. Nothing serious should happen.

She nodded.

“Sister Song, be careful. Don’t drink anything anyone offers you, not even acquaintances.”

Song Qingxing felt a pang of guilt as Yu Zhi lectured her like a child. She wasn’t actually going to the restroom; she was planning to sneak back.

“You be careful too. I’ll have Little He come pick you up later.”

Little He was the company driver. A generous tip would likely persuade him to come.

“Thank you, Sister Song.”

Yu Zhi smiled sweetly before turning her attention back to the handsome men dancing on stage, clearly absorbed in the performance. After all, the tickets for this evening weren’t cheap.

Song Qingxing lowered her head and pulled her mask up, almost covering her eyes.

Only then did she relax. She mustered the courage to brush past Xie Jingcheng, when that melodious voice spoke again.

“I have someone I like. It’s a woman. You don’t need to test me anymore.”

The words sent a jolt through Song Qingxing’s body. Was Xie Jingcheng talking about her?

But hadn’t she said they didn’t need romantic feelings between them, just to fulfill their duties?

Lost in her daze, Song Qingxing lingered too long and was bumped by an oncoming man, stumbling backward several steps.

She nearly fell to the ground, utterly humiliated.

“Miss, are you alright?”

Just then, Xie Jingcheng’s cousin, quick-witted and nimble-handed, caught her arm and steadied her, asking in a gentle voice.

Even with her mask on, her figure and attire clearly marked her as a stunning beauty, explaining the cousin’s eagerness to assist.

Song Qingxing bit her tongue, her embarrassment reaching its peak.

Damn… I tried to escape, but I failed!

And now I’ve run right into the big boss.

As expected, Song Qingxing’s alluring figure quickly caught Xie Jingcheng’s attention. Noticing her hesitation, Xie Jingcheng’s cousin assumed she was simply too nervous and was about to release her hand.

Just then, Xie Jingcheng’s elder female cousin strode over and seized Song Qingxing’s wrist.

“What are you doing in a place like this?”

Damn it, Song Qingxing thought. I was hoping to play mute and slip away, but now there’s no escape.

She sighed inwardly.

“Xie Jingcheng, aren’t you worried about being photographed by paparazzi in a place like this? You’re not even wearing a mask.”

Song Qingxing knew perfectly well that even if paparazzi showed up, they wouldn’t dare take photos, let alone post them online. That’s why Xie Jingcheng always lived relatively carefree in private, only needing to avoid fans.

Places like this had fewer fans.

Besides, Xie Jingcheng was wearing a hat, making her difficult to recognize unless someone stared intently.

“I’m just keeping him company…” Xie Jingcheng began to explain, but suddenly stopped mid-sentence. Song Qingxing wasn’t genuinely curious about why she wouldn’t be photographed; she was clearly trying to change the subject.

“No, I’m free to go wherever I please. It’s you, Song Qingxing…”

When Xie Jingcheng narrowed her eyes, she radiated an overwhelming sense of menace. The full force of her aristocratic bearing was unleashed, leaving Song Qingxing breathless with oppressive dread.

“Have you forgotten our agreement?”

“I’m just keeping Yu Zhi company, really.”

But even as she said it, Song Qingxing didn’t believe her own words. Her ears flushed crimson, and she lowered her head, unable to meet Xie Jingcheng’s gaze.

Oh heavens, someone teach me!

What do you do when your sugar daddy catches you sneaking out to play?

Her toes curled inside her shoes. If she truly possessed the ability to dig into the ground with her toes, Song Qingxing was certain she could unearth a whole school of mermaids.

“Come back with me. We’ll discuss the rest later.”

Xie Jingcheng pulled Song Qingxing away, unaware that their scene had already drawn the attention of others. Whispers began to circulate, and some were already starting to speculate.

“Have you noticed how much she looks like Xie Jingcheng?”

“You’re joking, right? Xie Jingcheng would never come to a place like this!”

The person beside them simply smiled and shook their head, refusing to believe that the aloof and noble Xie Jingcheng, revered by the nation, would ever set foot in such a noisy, worldly place.

Song Qingxing stumbled forward, swaying like a frail willow branch in the wind, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Her wrist throbbed from Xie Jingcheng’s grip.

She was practically thrown into the car. Since her rebirth, Xie Jingcheng had always treated her with utmost courtesy and gentleness.

But today, for the first time, he was agitated and furious.

Song Qingxing was pressed against the soft car seat, expecting him to strangle her.

She even feared he might do something inappropriate, regardless of whether anyone was watching, like in those twisted novels.

Yet none of her terrifying predictions came true.

The man before her merely stared with bloodshot eyes.

His hands pinned her shoulders, but there was no pain. If she truly exerted herself, she could easily push him away.

“Why would you go to a place like that?”

“I like things clean, and besides…”

“Those men might have diseases, Qingxing. It’s bad for your health.”

His posture was that of a domineering CEO, but his words were anything but.

Xie Jingcheng had shed his tough exterior, revealing a vulnerable, almost docile side.

It was like biting through the thick chocolate shell of an ice cream bar to find a molten center studded with crunchy nuts—utterly irresistible.

“I was just keeping Yu Zhi company.”

Song Qingxing frantically tried to reach for her phone, but her arms were pinned down, leaving her with only a tiny range of motion.

She couldn’t reach it at all.

Song Qingxing wasn’t one to keep her phone in her pocket; she usually preferred to keep it in her bag.

After all, what was the point of buying a beautiful bag if you didn’t use it? These gorgeous bags would be utterly useless otherwise.

Heh… what a coincidence.

Both of them were here to accompany someone.

Xie Jingcheng closed her eyes, her curled lashes remaining striking even without mascara.

“Really, if you don’t believe me, check my phone. The password is…”

Before Song Qingxing could finish the word, Xie Jingcheng covered her mouth, leaving her with only muffled, unintelligible whimpers.

“I believe you,” Xie Jingcheng said, but she didn’t release her grip.

“But, Song Qingxing, when you do something wrong, you should accept the consequences, right?”

Song Qingxing: !

She knew this moment would come sooner or later.

Before she could respond, Xie Jingcheng produced a hair tie from somewhere—a black ribbon woven into a long, elastic-free band.

“Now, you’re not allowed to move your hands or feet.”