The Movie Queen Confesses to Me on Weibo Everyday - Chapter 2

To be completely honest, the girl in the photo was every bit as beautiful as Ruan Xingchen. If she had debuted, it was entirely possible that the entertainment industry wouldn’t be ruled by Ruan Xingchen alone.

Now that he had accepted the fact that Ruan Xingchen liked girls, Zhang Ye actually felt more relaxed. He couldn’t help teasing her, “You’ve been hiding her this well—what, were you afraid I’d discover her and she’d outshine you?”

Ruan Xingchen chuckled softly. Her gaze landed gently on the girl in the photo, filled with warmth. “If it were her… I’d be fine with that.”

Hearing that tone—completely willing and full of affection—Zhang Ye was left speechless.

Damn. I just got hit with PDA.

“Ahem… So, what about her?” Zhang Ye cleared his throat and asked, “You’re being so high-profile—how does she feel about it? Is she going to cooperate?”

Same-s3x relationships weren’t exactly shocking in showbiz anymore. But that kind of thing usually happened with lower-profile celebrities. While it did make waves, it stayed manageable. But Ruan Xingchen… she was too famous. Coming out publicly? That was risky.

Still, if the girl agreed to go along with it, and they took things step by step, Zhang Ye felt confident he could minimize the fallout.

He had already run through a dozen scenarios in his head. It’d be tough, sure—but not impossible.

But the moment he asked that question, he noticed Ruan Xingchen’s eyes drop, her expression dim. His heart sank.

“…Don’t tell me this is one-sided?” Zhang Ye asked, the words sounding impossible, but somehow, also the most likely.

Ruan Xingchen didn’t say a word.

“…Sh1t,” Zhang Ye muttered.

At first, even though he thought Ruan Xingchen’s decision to come out was bold and risky, he’d believed they could handle it. But now? Looking at the way she was sitting there, so obviously hurt, he sighed.

“Chen… maybe we should just forget it?”

“There are plenty of beautiful women in this industry. Why not pick a new target?”

Ruan Xingchen pressed her lips together and stayed silent for a long time.

Seeing her like that, so obviously crushed, Zhang Ye didn’t have the heart to keep pushing.

His artist was a total workaholic. She’d been in the industry for six years and hadn’t had a single relationship. Now that she was finally in love, only to have it go nowhere… it felt cruel to just tell her to move on.

“…Then how about we keep it quiet for now? Win her back first, and then—”

“She and I… we’ve already been together before,” Ruan Xingchen interrupted. “She’s my ex.”

Zhang Ye froze. “Then… why’d you two break up?”

“Because she’s a coward.”

The memory of Lu Qiyue asking to break up six years ago was still vivid in Ruan Xingchen’s mind.

Time had passed, but even now, her biggest regret remained the same: agreeing to the breakup in the heat of the moment.

She was proud—too proud. Even though she regretted it with every fiber of her being, she had never once gone back to Lu Qiyue, never asked if she had any regrets too.

Instead, she buried herself in work, trying to smother her longing through endless busyness.

Six long years.

Ruan Xingchen thought she had finally moved on. But two days ago, when Lu Qiyue suddenly appeared in front of her again, her heart crumbled in an instant.

Six years of suppressed longing surged to the surface. In that moment, nothing else mattered—she just wanted to hold her tight and never let go.

But she wasn’t the same impulsive girl from six years ago. She held back. She followed her quietly for a whole day, watching from the sidelines—her routines, her work, her life.

She wanted to see if someone else had taken her place.

She wanted to see Lu Qiyue happy—maybe then, she’d finally be able to let go.

Even if it killed her, even if it tore her apart, as long as Lu Qiyue was doing well, that was enough.

But what she saw… caught her off guard. And yet, it didn’t.

Lu Qiyue had friends, yes, but she was still single. She hadn’t moved. She still lived in the same apartment they had rented together six years ago. The lock code hadn’t changed—it was still set to the date they got together. She still slept in the same room. Their photo was still on the nightstand.

That apartment… was filled with their memories.

She never let go either.

Ruan Xingchen sat in that apartment for a long, long time. And when she finally left, she had made a decision.

Since neither of us let go… then let’s start over.

This time, she wouldn’t give her a chance to run away.

The dance video? That was just the beginning.

A flash of mischief lit up in Ruan Xingchen’s eyes, and Zhang Ye caught it instantly.

Welp. The fox is on the prowl, and the little bunny’s in trouble.

“Okay, well… whatever you plan next, give me a heads-up so I can work the angles on my end,” Zhang Ye said. He’d made up his mind—he was going to be the best wingman he could be.

…

Ruan Xingchen’s dance video continued to go viral. It stayed at the top of the trending chart on Weibo for a full day.

Her rivals were fuming, grinding their teeth in frustration, but they could do nothing. The only thing they could do was instruct their agents to subtly redirect attention toward speculation about her orientation.

What they didn’t know was… that was exactly what Ruan Xingchen wanted.

Which saved Zhang Ye a lot of effort.

Meanwhile, Lu Qiyue was woken up—again—by a phone call.

Groggy and hungover, she held her pounding head and pressed her phone to her ear. Her voice was still hoarse. “Yuchen? What’s wrong?”

“Yueyue… what’s going on between you and my idol, Ruan Xingchen?!” Ji Yuchen blurted out, full of gossip-fueled excitement.

Ruan Xingchen… she was her ex. What else could they be?

But thinking about that dance video from yesterday made her heart ache again.

Still, she had never told anyone the truth about her relationship with Ruan Xingchen. So she sat up straighter and asked, “Why are you suddenly asking this? Did something happen?”

“Ugh, never mind that—just answer me first!” Ji Yuchen was practically bouncing with energy. She had to know.

Her best friend might be dating her idol. If it was true, she was going to explode. She needed answers now.

Seeing she wasn’t going to get away without saying something, Lu Qiyue finally replied, “Ruan Xingchen is a big celebrity. I’m just a small-time dance instructor. What kind of connection could we possibly have?”

Right… the gap between them was too wide. The odds of them having any connection at all were almost zero. Ji Yuchen finally came back to her senses, a little disappointed, but ultimately convinced by Lu Qiyue’s words.

Only then did she start talking about the news from that morning.

“It’s nothing huge really, just—my idol posted something on Weibo this morning. She wrote, ‘Lu Qiyue, I still love you. Will you be my womanpartner? If you say no, I’ll ask again tomorrow…’”

“…I thought maybe she meant you. But now I guess it’s just someone with the same name…”

Ji Yuchen kept talking, unaware that Lu Qiyue had completely frozen.

She couldn’t hear anything Ji Yuchen was saying anymore.

Her mind was spinning with just one thing—those words from Ruan Xingchen’s Weibo post.

Lu Qiyue, I still love you…

She still loves her? Xingchen… Ruan Xingchen… still loves her?