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

To put it mildly, the girl in the photo possessed beauty that could rival Ruan Xingchen’s. Had she debuted, perhaps the current film industry wouldn’t be dominated solely by Ruan Xingchen.

Having accepted that Ruan Xingchen liked girls, Zhang Ye relaxed and couldn’t resist teasing, “Keeping her so hidden—are you afraid I’ll discover her and she’ll outshine you?”

Ruan Xingchen chuckled softly, her gaze tender as she looked at the girl in the photo. “If it’s her… I wouldn’t mind.”

Hearing the willing tone in Ruan Xingchen’s voice, Zhang Ye thought, “Damn, I feel like I just got shown up.”

“Ahem… What about her?” Zhang Ye coughed and changed the subject. “You’re being so open about this—how does she feel? Will she go along with it?”

Being gay wasn’t uncommon in the entertainment industry, but previously, such matters had only involved lesser-known celebrities. Though it caused some waves, they were manageable. But Ruan Xingchen… her fame was too great. Coming out publicly would be troublesome.

However, if this girl was willing to cooperate, Zhang Ye was confident they could gradually minimize the impact on Ruan Xingchen’s career.

Zhang Ye had already mentally mapped out the entire scenario—challenging, but doable.

But the moment he asked, he noticed Ruan Xingchen’s downcast eyes and somber expression, and his heart sank.

“You… don’t tell me it’s unrequited?” Zhang Ye voiced the seemingly impossible yet most plausible explanation.

Ruan Xingchen remained silent.

Zhang Ye: “…Sh1t.”

Initially, though Zhang Ye had recognized the difficulty of his artist coming out publicly, he’d been confident they could handle it. But now, looking at Ruan Xingchen, he said, “Xingchen, maybe we should just drop this?”

“There are so many beauties in the industry—why not pick someone else?”

Ruan Xingchen pressed her lips together and stayed quiet for a long while.

Seeing her so dejected, Zhang Ye couldn’t bring himself to push further.

His artist was a workaholic. After six years in the industry, her love life was still blank. For her first real crush to end like this was undeniably cruel.

“Xingchen, how about we quietly win her over first, then…” Zhang Ye suggested.

“We… were already together before,” Ruan Xingchen interrupted. “She’s my ex-girlfriend.”

Ex-girlfriend? Zhang Ye was stunned. Instinctively, he asked, “Then why did you break up?”

“Because she’s a coward.”

The memory of Lu Qiyue breaking up with her six years ago remained vivid even now.

Six years had passed, and Ruan Xingchen’s biggest regret was still impulsively agreeing to it back then.

She, Ruan Xingchen, had her pride. Though she regretted it deeply, she never sought Lu Qiyue out again or asked if she regretted it too.

She poured all her energy into her career to dull the longing in her heart.

For six long years, Ruan Xingchen thought she was nearly over it—until two days ago, when Lu Qiyue reappeared in her life, and her defenses crumbled in an instant.

The suppressed longing of six years surged violently toward her heart. In that moment, she thought of nothing else—she just wanted to pull her into a tight embrace, to meld her into her very bones.

But she was no longer the impulsive girl from six years ago. She restrained herself. She followed her for an entire day, secretly observing every aspect of her life and work, hoping to see someone new by Lu Qiyue’s side.

Someone who had taken her place, who was now with Lu Qiyue. She wanted to see her happy—perhaps then, she could truly let go.

Even if it pained her, as long as she was doing well, that would be enough.

Yet the outcome was both unexpected and unsurprising to Ruan Xingchen.

Lu Qiyue had friends, but she was still single. She hadn’t moved—she still lived in the same apartment they had rented together six years ago. The passcode on the lock remained unchanged, still set to the day they had gotten together. She slept in the same room as before, with their intimate photo still placed by the bedside…

In that apartment, Ruan Xingchen saw all their memories.

So, just like her, Lu Qiyue had never let go.

Ruan Xingchen sat there, dazed, for a long, long time. Before leaving, she made a decision: if neither of them had moved on… then they should be together again.

This time, she wouldn’t give her the chance to be timid.

The dance video was just the beginning of her plan.

A sly glint flashed in Ruan Xingchen’s eyes, and Zhang Ye happened to catch it.

Well, well. The fox was making her move—looks like the little rabbit was in danger.

“Hey, whatever you’re planning, give me a heads-up next time so I can prepare,” Zhang Ye said, deciding then and there to be the best support she could be.

…

Ruan Xingchen’s dance video continued to gain traction, staying at the top of Weibo’s trending list for an entire day.

Her rivals gritted their teeth in frustration but could do nothing, only instructing their managers to fuel rumors that Ruan Xingchen might be gay.

Little did they know, this was exactly the reaction Ruan Xingchen wanted—saving Zhang Ye a lot of trouble in the process.

Once again, Lu Qiyue was jolted awake by a barrage of calls.

Holding her throbbing, hungover head, she pressed the phone to her ear and asked hoarsely, “Yuchen, what’s going on?”

“Yueyue… what exactly is your relationship with my idol, Ruan Xingchen?” Ji Yuchen blurted out, her voice brimming with curiosity.

With Ruan Xingchen? She was her ex-girlfriend—what else could it be?! The memory of yesterday’s dance video made Lu Qiyue’s heart ache again.

But she had never told anyone about their real relationship. Why was Ji Yuchen asking now? Summoning her focus, Lu Qiyue replied, “Yuchen, why are you suddenly asking this? Did something happen?”

“Never mind that—just answer my question first!” Ji Yuchen was practically bursting with excitement.

If her best friend was actually dating her idol, she’d lose her mind. She desperately needed to hear the answer from Lu Qiyue’s lips.

Seeing she wouldn’t get anywhere with questions, Lu Qiyue sighed. “Ruan Xingchen is a superstar, and I’m just a small-time dance instructor. What kind of relationship could we possibly have?”

Oh. Right. Their statuses were worlds apart—they wouldn’t even cross paths normally. Ji Yuchen suddenly realized she’d let her imagination run wild. A twinge of disappointment flickered in her chest, but Lu Qiyue’s explanation made sense.

Ji Yuchen finally told Lu Qiyue about the explosive news from this morning.

“Actually, it’s nothing much. Just that my idol posted a Weibo this morning saying, ‘Lu Qiyue, I still love you. Would you still be willing to be my woman partner? If not, I’ll ask again tomorrow…’ Hmm, I thought this Lu Qiyue might be you, but now it seems it’s just someone with the same name…”

Ji Yuchen kept talking, unaware that Lu Qiyue had completely frozen. She could no longer hear what Ji Yuchen was saying.

At this moment, the only thing echoing in Lu Qiyue’s mind was the Weibo post Ji Yuchen had mentioned—Ruan Xingchen’s words: “Lu Qiyue, I still love you…”

She still loved her? Xingchen… Ruan Xingchen… still loved her?