After I Transmigrated into the Novel, I made the Heroine Fall for Me - Chapter 37

This blatantly tsundere attitude made Shen Lixie reluctant to say anything that might dampen her spirits.

“Really don’t like it?” Shen Lixie asked again for confirmation.

Fang Qingying nodded vigorously. “Of course.”

Some people might appear utterly serious on the surface, but deep down, they were nothing but a bundle of nerves.

The car moved quietly along the road.

Fang Qingying leaned against the seat, gazing at the scenery outside the window.

At night, H City was ablaze with lights, its streets bustling with traffic, truly a city that never slept.

A full day of filming had left Fang Qingying exhausted. By the time the car came to a stop, she had already dozed off sweetly against the seat.

“Brother Xie, should we wake Ying-jie up?” Gao Tian, sitting beside her, looked at Fang Qingying, who was fast asleep, and asked, “Ying-jie did really well today. Even Director Liu praised her, saying she’s improved and all.”

“I’ll carry her up,” Shen Lixie said, raising an eyebrow as he opened the car door on the other side. “Oh? Seems like the tutor I arranged for her can take it easy then.”

He had been worried that Fang Qingying’s attitude might drive the tutor away. Turns out, his concerns were unfounded.

As Shen Lixie lifted Fang Qingying, he instinctively gauged her weight, she felt alarmingly light.

“What does she usually eat on set?” he asked Gao Tian.

“Ying-jie?” Gao Tian replied. “Aside from the set meals, she never skips breakfast or dinner. Everything’s prepared by a nutritionist.”

She hadn’t seen Fang Qingying eat anything else. Was there a problem?

Shen Lixie frowned, his tone displeased. “She’s too light. How can a young girl weigh so little? A strong gust of wind could blow her away.”

Gao Tian chuckled lightly. “Oh, come on, Brother Xie, that’s such an exaggeration. What kind of wind could possibly carry off a full-grown person?”

In Gao Tian’s eyes, Fang Qingying’s height and weight were perfectly fine. Some female celebrities were downright skeletal.

“Have the nutritionist draft a new plan,” Shen Lixie said, giving her a meaningful look. “Preferably one that helps her gain a bit more weight. Being this thin isn’t good.”

“Got it,” Gao Tian shrugged. Shen Lixie was the boss, his word was law.

If he wanted a new nutrition plan, she’d handle it. No big deal.

Satisfied, Shen Lixie nodded and carried Fang Qingying back to her apartment. Gao Tian drove off.

But when Shen Lixie came downstairs after settling Fang Qingying in bed, he froze in disbelief.

“Why did you drive the car away?” Standing by the roadside, he called Gao Tian.

Gao Tian answered the phone, utterly confused. “Huh? Doesn’t Brother Xie live with Ying-jie?”

So wasn’t it normal for her to drive off? Otherwise, why would he have handed her the car keys?

“That was when we were kids. Besides, I don’t live in Yingying’s apartment, I have my own place now,” Shen Lixie sighed helplessly, surveying the deserted surroundings. It looked like he wasn’t getting home tonight.

Gao Tian said, “Should I drive back to pick you up? But the car’s almost out of gas. Maybe I should refuel first.”

“Forget it. I’ll sleep on the couch,” Shen Lixie glanced at his watch, it was almost midnight. No point making the trip back and forth.

If they ended up fussing until three or four in the morning, Gao Tian still had to join the crew early the next day. He might as well make do for the night, it wasn’t like he hadn’t done so before.

“Alright, I’m almost home, so I’ll hang up now,” Gao Tian said before ending the call instantly. Who could blame her for feeling a little guilty?

When Shen Lixie turned back toward the apartment, he suddenly felt grateful that the place was his own. Otherwise, he wouldn’t even be able to get inside.

However, what Shen Lixie didn’t know was that his every move had been observed by someone else.

Including when he carried Fang Qingying upstairs, and when he went back up again after coming down.

Meanwhile, on Gu Shengxiao’s side.

She had tied her smooth, long hair into a high ponytail, her willow-leaf brows furrowed as she muttered under her breath.

“Professor, why is this question explained this way?” Gu Shengxiao pointed at the case analysis in the textbook while making notes with her pen.

Sitting across from her was a highly respected elder, a professor of finance.

Gu Shengxiao wanted to cram a semester’s worth of material into a single week, which was undoubtedly an enormous challenge, especially since she approached every case study in the textbook with skepticism.

For one, the explanations seemed too simplistic, and the valuation of certain assets appeared far too arbitrary.

“Are you the teacher, or am I?” The old professor adjusted his reading glasses and gave Gu Shengxiao a meaningful look.

“Of course, you are.”

“Exactly. If you already knew everything, why bother calling me here for tutoring? Instead of studying properly all semester, you wait until finals are right around the corner to cram like crazy. What exactly have you been doing all this time if you don’t even understand such basic concepts?”

Without addressing her question, the professor first unleashed a torrent of scolding at Gu Shengxiao.

Yu Lu, sitting not far away, had been secretly snapping photos of Gu Shengxiao studying seriously. But the next second, she watched as Gu Shengxiao got thoroughly berated by the professor, and she couldn’t help but stifle a laugh.

Hearing the laughter, the professor turned displeased and immediately reprimanded Yu Lu. “What’s so funny? If she doesn’t study properly and insists on running off to the entertainment industry to act, aren’t you worried she won’t graduate?”

Yu Lu: “…”

Suddenly feeling attacked this wasn’t even her fault, so why was she getting scolded too?

After his outburst, the professor turned back to Gu Shengxiao and asked, “What year and class are you in? Which department?”

“Northern Film Academy, first-year acting, Class One,” Gu Shengxiao answered after a brief pause.

The professor nearly choked on his own breath. “Say that again?”

Gu Shengxiao repeated, “Northern Film Academy, first-year acting, Class One.”

“Then why are you studying finance?” The professor looked at her as if she were an idiot.

Gu Shengxiao averted her gaze and answered somewhat awkwardly, “I’m just interested.”

The professor studied her unnatural expression and ventured a guess. “Are you sure you’re not doing this for a crush?”

Who would study finance if they didn’t like it?

“No,” Gu Shengxiao denied firmly.

“Fine, let’s continue then,” the professor said coldly, flipping open his teaching materials.

“Alright.”

The online platforms at night remained lively as ever, with countless night owls surfing through Weibo.

Among the trending topics, one particular hashtag caught their attention.

#18th-Tier Female Celebrity Suspected of Being Kept, Couple Spotted Entering Upscale Residential Complex#

With the initial “F” and the label of an 18th-tier celebrity, it was easy for people to immediately think of Fang Qingying, who had recently been the center of a scandal.

Known as the “Queen of Dark Scandals” in the entertainment industry, she had recently trended again after being spotted in the same car as the renowned actress Gu Yinghou.

Some clicked on the gossip article out of curiosity. And once they did, they found undeniable evidence not just a single photo followed by wild speculation.

The images showed a female celebrity being held in the arms of a man in a suit.

There were also solo shots of the man and photos of him returning alone.

These three pictures seemed to confirm the rumors of her being a kept woman.

Damn, this is juicy! Solid proof, right?

Girls, take a closer look at that female celebrity’s face doesn’t she look like FQY, who just trended recently?

Forget the rest, just look at that man’s posture, I’m sold, sis!

What a disgrace to society, no wonder FQY got so popular turns out she really has a sugar daddy. Let’s see how she tries to whitewash herself this time!

Thanks to this article and the relentless attacks from Fang Qingying’s anti-fans, her reputation plummeted to rock bottom once again.

However, no one noticed the real story until the next morning.

Fang Qingying rubbed her eyes as she stepped out of her room, heading toward the bathroom while passing through the living room.

One glance was all it took to jolt her fully awake she felt like her soul had nearly left her body from shock.

“Why are you in my house?” Fang Qingying stared in disbelief at Shen Lixie, who was sitting on the sofa, seemingly just waking up.

“Gao Tian took the car yesterday, so I had to stay over,” Shen Lixie replied, running a hand through his hair before grabbing his suit jacket from the couch and standing up. “Do you still have disposable toiletries here? I remember leaving a bunch in the cabinet.”

“Go look for them yourself?” Fang Qingying shot a puzzled glance at the cabinet beside the TV before turning to enter the bathroom.

Had the original owner’s relationship with Shen Lixie really been this close? Why did she have the impression they didn’t get along?

If they truly didn’t, why did Shen Lixie act so naturally?

“How long are you planning to stay in there? I still need to brush my teeth and wash my face,” Shen Lixie called out after waiting for a while, eventually knocking on the door with a set of disposable toiletries in hand.

“Almost done.” Hearing his voice, Fang Qingying shook her head, pushing the questions aside. As for why she didn’t ask 888 about it well, their last conversation had left her wary.

She flicked the water off her hands and studied her reflection in the mirror, reminded of what had happened in the dressing room.

With a sigh, Fang Qingying decided she couldn’t trust 888 completely. Who knew? One day, 888 might sell her out, and she’d still be counting the money for it.

“There’s breakfast on the table. Don’t forget to eat.”

Before entering the bathroom, Shen Lixie pointed at the neatly arranged meal on the dining table.

A simple cheese sandwich with egg and ham, paired with a glass of warm milk. Judging by the steam rising from it, he must have just made it.

Fang Qingying sat at the dining table, glancing back as she said, “I don’t think I can eat anything outside my prescribed meal plan. It might cause trouble for the nutritionist.”

“Eat!” Shen Lixie emerged from the bathroom, wiping his face, his expression stern. “I’ll have the nutritionist adjust your meal plan later, so just eat without worrying.”

He pulled out a chair, giving her a critical once-over before adding, “You’re too thin, a gust of wind could knock you over. If Uncle and Aunt Fang found out, they’d probably beat me to death.”

“Okay.” Fang Qingying immediately picked up a sandwich and started eating. It had been so long since she’d had a proper breakfast.

Ever since transmigrating into this novel, she had been eating nothing but greens. Salad every single day, where was the ham? The sausages?

And on top of that, she had to exercise daily. She truly admired the original host for sticking to such a grueling routine.

“Aren’t you going to resist a little more?”

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