After Cannon Fodder A Accidentally Marked the Cold Film Queen - Chapter 41

The music stopped.

The remaining sound of rustling snow provided the background.

Shen Qingyu stepped back, fading out of the spotlight, leaving only Zhu Songning standing alone in the dazzling white light.

Her clothing was teal, but a touch of red was painted on her chest, trembling and rising slightly with her breathing.

The audience below held their breath until the lights completely extinguished and then lit up again, at which point a wave of excitement erupted.

This… this was simply too stunning.

The clever combination of Eastern aesthetics and popular culture, using “color” as a guide against the snowy white background, pushed the artistry of “Qing Lian 2” to a higher dimension.

It conveyed the emotional tension of restraint versus impulse, and rationality versus emotion.

Standing backstage, Zhu Songning watched the audience’s reaction and finally let out a sigh of relief.

It seemed the result was good, and it hadn’t let down the efforts of herself, Shen Qingyu, and the entire production crew.

After the recording ended, Zhu Songning first ran into Luo Chuanhe, but before she could say more than a few words, Luo Chuanhe hurriedly dashed toward the area where the audience was dispersing.

She watched, dumbfounded, as Luo Chuanhe flew past her like a gust of wind, and she instinctively took a few steps back.

How terrifying.

Was she rushing to reincarnate?

Looking down, she saw a message from Shen Qingyu telling her to return to the dorm first. Putting her phone away, Zhu Songning took a shortcut and was heading back when a sudden force hit her. She didn’t have time to dodge and was pulled into the nearest corner by a wall.

It had always been Zhu Songning who ambushed others; she had never been ambushed herself.

Therefore, when she reacted, she immediately threw an elbow strike without thinking.

In the dark corner, the person couldn’t dodge in time and cried out in pain. The sound-activated light above immediately turned on.

Zhu Songning took a closer look and immediately showed a look of distaste.

The person who came was Lu Conghuan.

Why her?

“Wipe that expression off your face!” Lu Conghuan couldn’t stand the way Zhu Songning was looking at her. “Why didn’t you respond to the message I sent you?”

Zhu Songning thought for a long time before realizing she was talking about the mango cake message from last night.

‘Let’s meet.’

“Oh,” Zhu Songning responded slowly, “Aren’t we meeting now?”

Although it was happening in a way that she was passively dragged into.

“Speak, what do you want?”

Zhu Songning lifted her chin at her.

Lu Conghuan had originally come to confront her in anger, but she was momentarily stunned by her “ex-girlfriend’s” seemingly composed demeanor.

Zhu Songning waited for a long time, but Lu Conghuan didn’t answer her question. She looked down at the time, her tone becoming impatient.

“What is it exactly? If it’s nothing, I’m leaving.”

“You, you! You were never this rude to me before.”

Lu Conghuan stared at her.

The former Zhu Songning was utterly obedient to her. Even when things sometimes went wrong, Zhu Songning’s apology would always arrive before Lu Conghuan’s anger.

Zhu Songning silently mused internally.

Wasn’t that because of the mission back then?

Otherwise, who would willingly be your lapdog?

“People change,” she said indifferently. “Just like you, weren’t you also trying to climb the social ladder?”

That’s why she abandoned her for Xu Zhe.

Lu Conghuan choked, her expression turning ugly.

“That’s different.” She stuttered for a while, unable to explain how it was different. She could only grab Zhu Songning’s collar, frowning and staring at her face in accusation. “Did you go and seduce the Film Empress Shen?”

Zhu Songning: “…?”

What seduction?

Did the topic change that quickly?

“Say that clearly, Lu Conghuan.”

Zhu Songning broke free from her grip.

“I definitely did not seduce her.”

It was clearly Shen Qingyu who was fishing.

—And she was the one who willingly took the bait.

“Besides, why do you care about that? Even if I did successfully seduce Shen Qingyu, why are you still coming to find me? To humiliate yourself? Don’t tell me you suspect that I caught someone even better than the person you caught, and you’re jealous?”

Zhu Songning pondered for a moment.

“I’m not selling a course, thank you.”

After three years together, Zhu Songning truly understood her and knew how to twist the knife in her heart.

Sure enough, as soon as Zhu Songning’s words fell, Lu Conghuan’s face darkened.

Looking at the confident and radiant Alpha before her, a kind of inexplicable resentment welled up in her heart.

She felt as if she had been deceived for the past three years. Zhu Songning had pretended to be a useless person, but the real her was completely different.

Suppressing the messy emotions in her heart, she looked at Zhu Songning with a gentle gaze and spoke again: “It’s best if you haven’t gotten together with Film Empress Shen. I am a few years older than you, and we used to have a close relationship. I just hope you don’t go down the wrong path.”

Zhu Songning immediately got goosebumps all over her body.

System, System.

Why wasn’t this scene in the original book?

No one told her that the original book’s submissive lead was still hung up on her.

How terrifying!

$$So many things that weren’t in the original book have happened already, haven’t they?$$

$$Who knows which wave your butterfly wings have flapped now.$$

$$However…$$

However what?

Zhu Songning wanted to press 001 for more, but 001 seemed to have been pressed on mute and dared not speak again.

“Don’t pretend to care about me so much.”

She shoved Lu Conghuan away.

“You know what you’ve done yourself. Take care of yourself.”

Running away to the corner stairwell, Zhu Songning finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This original book’s protagonist and antagonist were truly insane.

Why were they both zeroing in on her? She couldn’t take it anymore.

$$Don’t celebrate too soon.$$

001 quietly resurfaced at some point.

$$Look back, at the spot forty-five degrees behind you.$$

Zhu Songning subconsciously turned her head.

She saw a familiar figure standing not far behind her.

Neither far nor close, half of her body was hidden in the boundary between shadow and light. Her hair was draped over her shoulders, making it impossible to discern her expression.

“Shen… Sister.”

Zhu Songning’s pupils constricted as their eyes met.

Why was Shen Qingyu here?

The position she was standing in meant she could have seen Zhu Songning’s conversation with Lu Conghuan, couldn’t she?

When did she arrive?

And how much did she hear?

Zhu Songning’s heart suddenly pounded with panic. Although she hadn’t done anything wrong, and the content of the conversation was quite normal, being stared at so intensely by Shen Qingyu still gave her an inexplicable sense of guilt.

Moreover, the feeling of being watched made her feel strangely familiar.

It was the same kind of subtle, watchful gaze she had sensed when she was forced by the mission to pick up and drop off Lu Conghuan for three years, rain or shine.

Shen Qingyu showed no surprise or panic when Zhu Songning noticed her. She just slowly walked out, revealing herself completely in the light.

She seemed to have removed her makeup; her small face was clean, and she had changed back into her own clothes, but she was still wearing the fox ear hair accessory. She was holding her fluffy fox tail in her hand, her eyes fixed unblinkingly on Zhu Songning.

Zhu Songning was about to ask her when she arrived, but seeing the thin, off-shoulder pink sweater she was wearing, the words changed on her tongue.

“Are you cold?”

Shen Qingyu looked at her and shook her head blankly.

The next second, a thick jacket was thrown over her head.

The familiar Alpha scent enveloped her completely. The jacket still held her body temperature and was terribly warm.

Zhu Songning seemed to ignore her rejection, immediately bundling her up like a little Zongzi (sticky rice dumpling), tugging at the drawstring on the front of the jacket, and half-pushing her back to the dormitory.

Back in Zhu Songning’s own territory, her tense nerves finally relaxed, and she let out a long sigh of relief.

Shen Qingyu pulled her jacket off: “You—”

Zhu Songning didn’t give her a chance to finish her sentence, directly blocking her mouth in the most concise way.

It was a very fleeting kiss.

A light, butterfly-like brush against the Omega’s lips, as if Zhu Songning’s sole purpose in doing all of this was to make her stop talking.

“I’m so tired, Sister.”

The Alpha hugged Shen Qingyu’s waist from behind, her warm palms resting on her lower abdomen, and her head buried in the crook of her neck. Her hair tickled her neck, a fine, dense itch.

“I spent the whole day preparing, with rehearsal in the morning, a performance in the afternoon, and then I got entangled with someone I dislike in the evening.”

“Someone you dislike?” Shen Qingyu reached back and stroked her head repeatedly. “You don’t like her?”

How could there be no feelings at all for someone she had been with for three whole years?

Even if there were none, 365 days a year, 1095 days in three years, plus one day for the leap year, a total of 1096 days.

Was there ever a moment when Zhu Songning’s heart was moved by someone else?

Thinking of this, the swelling emotion in Shen Qingyu’s chest began to soak again, becoming bloated and full.

More than that, the dark emotions within her began to sprout, wrapping around her, trying to grow out of her heart, and tightly bind the person beside her.

Given her status and wealth, it wouldn’t be difficult to find an undisturbed villa in Beicheng.

She would decorate it to match Zhu Songning’s taste, using the most expensive materials for the fittings and filling every cabinet with her cherished collections.

The world’s top chefs would also be hired, and Ningning could eat different delicious and exquisite dishes every day.

And in the best and largest room, she would build a cage out of pure gold.

She would lock her beloved person inside, day and night, where she could only be with her, never seeing anyone else again.

She would demand that her eyes and heart belong only to herself.

Shen Qingyu’s thoughts drifted further and further away, and she didn’t hear what Zhu Songning was saying in her ear.

“Shen Qingyu!”

Zhu Songning called her name, finally pulling her back.

“What did you just say?”

Shen Qingyu lowered her eyes, concealing the look within.

“You want me to repeat it?!”

Zhu Songning was incredulous, “You didn’t listen to me just now?”

Shen Qingyu remained silent, just looking at her.

Fine, she truly hadn’t heard.

Zhu Songning silently complained in her heart.

Did she really have to say those embarrassing and mushy words again?!

Damn it!

“I just said that, from childhood until now, I have only ever liked you.”

Zhu Songning stiffened her neck and forced herself to repeat it again.

“So you really don’t need to be so insecure. Come on, you’re Shen Qingyu! Falling for you is only natural, isn’t it?”

Shen Qingyu suddenly looked up at her.

Zhu Songning pulled the tail she was tightly clutching out of her hand and waved it in front of her.

“So, do you need me to help you put it on now?”

To tie on her fox tail.

Shen Qingyu watched and suddenly smiled.

Her eyes curved, and her gaze rippled like spring water.

“No need.”

Shen Qingyu took off Zhu Songning’s jacket, and her long dress dropped to the floor.

Zhu Songning followed the sight and saw a white fur ball behind her—a bunny tail.

“If it’s not a fox, but a bunny, will Ningning still like it?”

“It seems to be slipping out a bit.” Shen Qingyu looked at her mischievously. “Will Ningning help me?”

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