Deliberate Possession [Entertainment Industry] - Chapter 87

Chapter 87: Paid Content

“The clothes, you took them off yourself. Your hand, you pulled it there yourself.”

Jiang Yumian pushed her sunglasses up, brought the cup of coffee in her hand to her lips, exaggeratedly shaking her right hand, and then exaggeratedly lifting her left hand to hold it down.

So pretentious…

Jing Xiaoyan turned her face away, listening to her continued teasing.

“Oh dear, my poor hand. To serve you, it’s become like this. And you actually blame me for delaying your flight.”

Jiang Yumian deliberately put the coffee down with a trembling hand, held her hand out to Jing Xiaoyan, and then grasped at the air.

She added deliberately, “You asked for this yourself.”

Jing Xiaoyan couldn’t hold back and slapped her boarding pass onto her face.

It was only because Jiang Yumian suddenly kissed her that she felt a little something, and she didn’t say she wanted it that many times. It was Jiang Yumian who refused to give up.

And the rebooked ticket could have been for an earlier time, but now it was two hours late, and her team had already landed.

She let out a soft “Hmph” and shot back directly, “If you can’t, you can’t. Don’t blame your hand. You were shaking on the first attempt, what are you so proud of?”

Jiang Yumian took the boarding pass off her face, turned her head, and stared back at Jing Xiaoyan, unwilling to be outdone. “Fine, fine. The next time you beg me, I’ll record it and play it back to you! Re-peat-ed-ly!”

Jing Xiaoyan nonchalantly took her coffee, softly uttering two words, “Childish.”

She then slowly sipped the coffee, a stark contrast to the person who was furious because of one sentence.

Jiang Yumian gritted her teeth. “If you laugh at me again, next time, even if I exhaust myself to death, I won’t let you get up.”

Jing Xiaoyan put the coffee down, took the boarding pass, stood up, and left with the parting shot: “You won’t have a next time.”

Jiang Yumian quickly followed her, bumping her shoulder. “That’s not up to you to decide.”

Who knows what happens in bed.

They boarded the plane together. Jing Xiaoyan, being rich and powerful, had bought a couple’s suite in first class, which offered excellent privacy.

As the plane took off, Jing Xiaoyan wanted to sleep, but the discomfort in her body prevented her from falling asleep.

Jiang Yumian looked at her worriedly. Seeing that she couldn’t fall asleep, she whispered, “Are you in a lot of pain?”

Seeing the look of self-blame on her face, Jing Xiaoyan quickly shook her head. “Maybe I’m just not very tired. Even if I force myself to sleep, I can’t ignore the slight sensation in my body. It’s normal. Besides, the flight is only an hour and a half. A short nap will do.”

Jing Xiaoyan’s explanation was very clear, mainly because she was afraid that next time, Mianmian would become timid, and that would be a greater loss.

Jiang Yumian was half-convinced. Finally, seeing her cover up with the blanket and close her eyes, she had no choice but to take out her phone to read a novel.

A few minutes later, a head snuck close to her arm. Jiang Yumian quickly covered her phone and swiftly turned her head to look at Jing Xiaoyan.

“What?”

Jing Xiaoyan met her gaze, then quickly fixed her eyes on her phone, raising an eyebrow at the phone, a very clear indication.

Jiang Yumian subtly pressed the power button, turning the screen black, and then flipped the phone over.

She said without changing her expression, “What’s wrong?”

Jing Xiaoyan stared at the phone. “So guilty. What were you looking at?”

Jiang Yumian cleared her throat. “Why am I guilty? I was just reading a novel. I can show you if you don’t believe me.”

Under Jing Xiaoyan’s watch, Jiang Yumian reluctantly unlocked her phone. The page was indeed a novel page, but before Jing Xiaoyan could clearly see the content, Jiang Yumian was scrolling.

She scrolled and said, “See? I told you it was a novel. Nothing else.”

Jing Xiaoyan’s throat tightened. She stared at the relatively tame section that was visible, where no names appeared yet. Her heart relaxed a little. She had scrolled backward, so she hadn’t read the later parts either.

She stabilized her voice, moved the phone closer to Jing Xiaoyan, and then quickly pulled it back. “Forget it. Go ahead and take a nap. Save some energy for filming this afternoon.”

Jing Xiaoyan grabbed her hand and took the phone directly. “I want to look.”

Jiang Yumian’s eyelids twitched violently. She quietly reached out and pulled the blanket Jing Xiaoyan was using over to herself, lay back, covered her face, and played dead.

Sensing her unusual behavior, Jing Xiaoyan’s eyes flashed. Her attention quickly focused on the phone. Was she reading… that kind of novel?

She took the phone, leaned back in her seat, and slid down the screen. When she saw her name and Jiang Yumian’s name, her fingers instantly froze. She tentatively read another section. Her face instantly turned red.

She let out a soft breath and exited the page, wanting to see where she was reading it. To her surprise, it was a file in WeChat favorites, and there was more than just that one file.

Jing Xiaoyan glanced at Jiang Yumian out of the corner of her eye, seeing her still covering her face. She couldn’t help but cover her own face. Turns out she still knows how to be embarrassed.

She thought for a few seconds, then clicked back into the file and started reading from the beginning.

A few minutes later, Jiang Yumian secretly lifted the blanket, revealing a pair of eyes peeking at Jing Xiaoyan. She wanted to gauge her reaction, but she was caught in just one glance.

She was so startled that she immediately pulled the blanket back over her head, turned her head, and continued to play dead.

Jing Xiaoyan withdrew her gaze, turning her body to hide from Jiang Yumian. She bit her tongue and let out a breath.

The impact of the words was too great. Shame rushed to her brain. No wonder Jiang Yumian seemed to know so much. It turned out she was learning from these little fanfics written by netizens.

She scrolled through a few more and found ones about Su Mumu and Chu Qianyun, which truly made her see black spots.

About ten minutes later, Jiang Yumian couldn’t pretend anymore. She pulled the blanket down, rubbed her face, and looked over as if nothing had happened. Seeing that Jing Xiaoyan was still reading, she immediately sat up straight and adjusted her hair.

She cleared her throat, muttering softly, “You should spend this time looking at the script. You can read that anytime…”

Jing Xiaoyan turned her head, her neck flushed. Her gaze lingered on Jiang Yumian’s lips for a second, then moved to her fair neck. Remembering the descriptions in the file, she quickly closed her eyes.

She took a deep breath and said, “First, tell me, why do you have these on your phone? Where did they come from?”

Jiang Yumian’s face quickly flushed. “Oh, stop reading!”

She reached out, trying to grab the phone, but Jing Xiaoyan was too quick and avoided her grasp.

Jiang Yumian patted her a couple of times, trying to get her to give the phone back. Jing Xiaoyan lowered her eyes, looking at the person who suddenly came close, her throat tightening.

Jiang Yumian, still focused on the phone, was suddenly pulled. Jing Xiaoyan grabbed her collar.

Jiang Yumian looked up in surprise, staring at Jing Xiaoyan blankly.

The moment their eyes met, her long eyelashes fluttered. Her red lips were quickly blocked. A familiar scent surrounded her nose. Hot, wet lips and tongue rubbed against hers. Jiang Yumian moved her lips, closing her eyes and responding to the kiss.

The kiss didn’t last long before rationality quickly returned. Jiang Yumian gasped for breath, no longer caring about the phone.

Jing Xiaoyan’s face was buried in the crook of her neck, kissing and nuzzling. Although their privacy was excellent, they only dared to kiss for a moment.

Jiang Yumian glanced at the phone, muttering softly, “I told you not to look…” Now you feel something…

Hearing this, Jing Xiaoyan looked up, kissed Jiang Yumian’s face a few times, and then backed away.

Jiang Yumian adjusted her messy clothes. Seeing Jing Xiaoyan pick up her phone again, her heart jumped. After a two-second pause, she explained, “Lin Xi sent all of these to me…”

She added, “She found them on her small Weibo account in the fan community.”

Jing Xiaoyan: “…”

She believed it.

Lin Xi had sent some to her a long time ago. When she saw the file names, she didn’t open them at all and immediately long-pressed and deleted them because they were fanfics about Lin Xi and Jiang Yumian written by fans. She was afraid she would get angry from reading them, and she had warned Lin Xi about it.

Thinking of the unreliable Lin Xi, Jing Xiaoyan stared at the phone, finally opening the files one by one in the favorites. Some that Jiang Yumian hadn’t opened before boarding couldn’t load now because there was no internet.

Jing Xiaoyan had a terrible headache. She shoved the phone back, gritting her teeth. “If you dare to read about you and anyone else, you’re finished.”

Jiang Yumian twitched her mouth. “You’re crazy. I don’t have that kind of fetish. At most, I’ll be a little off-topic about others…”

Jing Xiaoyan let out a soft “Hmph.” “It’s best if you haven’t read them.”

Jiang Yumian: “…”

After getting off the plane, Jiang Yumian looked at her phone and started replying to messages.

Jing Xiaoyan wanted to hold her hand, but the airport was crowded. She had to hook Jiang Yumian’s arm and lead her out.

“Why are you looking at your phone all the time?” Jing Xiaoyan pulled down her mask and couldn’t help but ask.

What kind of work is so busy that there are so many things to do right after getting off the plane?

Jiang Yumian replied, “I’m checking the group chat. They’re going to live stream later.”

Jing Xiaoyan was slightly stunned. “Live stream?”

“You should have been notified. It was announced this morning. I forgot to tell you,” Jiang Yumian said, putting away her phone and hooking Jing Xiaoyan’s arm. “Didn’t you say Xiao Feng and the others were waiting? Let’s go quickly. We’ll get in the car first, and I’ll tell you then.”

It was Friday, and this episode of the variety show would air at noon today. For some reason, Lu Zhi actually wanted them to live stream and watch it with the audience.

In the car, Jiang Yumian opened her tablet. She refreshed it, but the variety show hadn’t updated yet.

Jing Xiaoyan took out her phone, entered the live stream room, and greeted the others. There were a total of six windows in the live stream room. Jiang Yumian was with her, so she didn’t need to open one. Su Mumu and Chu Qianyun also shared one.

The CP fans cheered when they saw this scene. They could see them together even outside the show!

Jiang Yumian hugged the tablet and refreshed for a long time. “It’s here!”

Jing Xiaoyan set up the camera to face both of them, then leaned against Jiang Yumian to watch together.

The production team didn’t allow fast-forwarding or comments, so Jiang Yumian could only watch like this. The opening introduction was a bit long. She leaned in to look at the comments in the live stream room.

She read one out loud.

“Mianmian, were you two wearing couple outfits on the red carpet yesterday?”

Jiang Yumian finished reading and deliberately squinted her eyes and smiled. “No. Jing Xiaoyan’s was a custom-made gown for her. I simply wore a black jacket because it was too cold. Besides, the styles don’t look like couple outfits at all.”

Lin Xi waved at the camera, teasing, “Just indulge them.”

Jing Xiaoyan also looked at the camera. Jiang Yumian beside her quickly spoke again. “I know what you want to hear, but if I said they were couple outfits, the trending topic today would quickly be ‘Jing Xiaoyan and Jiang Yumian possibly dating.’ If I let you in on such a big secret, I’d be too embarrassed.”

Jing Xiaoyan quickly smiled, playing along. “Stop stating the obvious and keep watching the show.”

Chu Qianyun also chimed in with the comments. “The comments are asking what you two were talking about when you walked the red carpet yesterday. Tell us about that. I’m actually a little curious too.”

Jing Xiaoyan replied directly, “She said she was freezing and told me to walk faster.”

“Then she forced me to smile and wouldn’t let me act aloof, saying if I didn’t smile, she’d make me sleep with Jiang Xiaoyan when we got back.”

Luo Cheng looked at the camera, scratching her face. Why did it feel like they were deliberately showing off their affection?

Was her feeling wrong?

Not noticing the expressions of the others in the live stream room, Jiang Yumian quickly spoke.

“So you knew you were acting aloof?”

She nudged Jing Xiaoyan playfully, then quickly turned her head, pointing at her, and complained to the camera, “She thinks she looks good when she doesn’t smile, so she deliberately acts aloof, acting so standoffish like we’re nemeses. I was afraid the audience would misunderstand that we were fighting, which would be bad.”

Jing Xiaoyan sat up straight, nodding seriously. “You have a point, but it’s also good. Isn’t this the first step to avoiding suspicion?”

Seeing her start acting again, Jiang Yumian pouted, playing along. “We’re live streaming. Why are you saying this in front of them?”

Jing Xiaoyan pointed at the tablet. “Do you want to see the scene that’s currently playing?”

Jiang Yumian looked over and froze. A few seconds later, her toes curled in embarrassment. The tablet was showing the scene where they had talked about avoiding suspicion during the live broadcast that day.

She only found out after filming the show that the very first day had been live streamed. She had panicked at the time, checked online, and was relieved when she found no definite statements had been made.

But she didn’t know that the live stream footage would be edited into the main episode! And they even included the real-time comments from that time, just to mock them!

She covered her face. So embarrassing!

“Awkward, right? Hahaha, God knows how long I’ve been waiting for this day.”

“Sleeping with Jiang Xiaoyan when you get back, hahaha, they’re getting more and more playful. I told you they could write their own script.”

“So, is it the truth or a lie? Is it real or fake? Help!”

“It’s obviously a joke, but since the stars themselves aren’t trying to hide it, we should just keep shipping them.”

“I don’t care, Su Mumu and Chu Qianyun are real, right? They’ve been together since the show started.”

“Haven’t Jing Xiaoyan and Jiang Yumian been together all along? Hahahaha.”

“I don’t care. Since they said so themselves, it is what it is!”

The scene then showed her biting open Jing Xiaoyan’s eye mask for her. Jiang Yumian glanced at the tablet, then quickly looked at the live stream comments.

She closed her eyes. It was so awkward no matter where she looked.

But at least the shot of her straddling Jing Xiaoyan only flashed by and wasn’t shown completely.

Jiang Yumian couldn’t focus on anything afterward, her mind constantly replaying the scene from that day. She was mortified.

Jing Xiaoyan wasn’t much better, but her psychological endurance was slightly stronger. She could still joke with the people in the live stream room who were stirring up trouble.

Lin Xi: “Wow, you covered the camera before you even went to sleep. What is it that we can’t see?”

Jing Xiaoyan chuckled. “Of course, it’s paid content. If you pay, I can whisper it in your ear.”

“I’m dying of laughter. Is the blogger who broke the news yesterday watching? See which of your leaks or the ones they say themselves are more explosive, hahaha!]

“What leak? Why didn’t I see it?”

“I saw that. It was quickly deleted. It was a leak about Jing Xiaoyan’s sexual orientation being female. I’m dying of laughter. They’re already sleeping together, and he’s still investigating whether she likes girls.]

“Why didn’t he just say Jing Xiaoyan and Jiang Yumian are already dating? Is it because he knows he’s spreading rumors and doesn’t dare to offend Mama Jiang?]

“Wow! Blind person, you found the key point. You found it so quickly. Don’t you value your life!”

“Speaking of which, even if it’s all true, so what? What era is this? Are there still people who curse over this?”

“Actually, there really are. There were quite a few haters yesterday, spewing venom without understanding the situation.”

“Lu Zhi: Hmm? What? Do they think I filmed the first episode for nothing? Everyone re-watch the first episode of the variety show!”

“I feel the same way. Last night, I was so angry I wanted to throw the first episode of the show in their faces and make them watch it properly.”

After the live stream ended, Jiang Yumian looked at the messages on her phone. They were all from Sister An. She was indeed right, but the public opinion was well controlled, largely favoring them. They had also bought some paid commenters in the live stream room today, and the effect was good.

Jing Xiaoyan knew this too, but she felt that there was no need to manage this publicly. Leaving it as it was was also fine.

“Did you upset anyone recently?” Jiang Yumian couldn’t help but ask.

She wasn’t very familiar with Jing Xiaoyan’s social circle. Maybe there was an enemy she didn’t know about.

Jing Xiaoyan shrugged, her attitude indifferent. “Yes, Zhang Yan.”

Jiang Yumian’s mouth twitched. “Besides him.”

Zhang Yan was at that dinner party. She had protected Jing Xiaoyan so obviously. He wouldn’t dare to mess with Jing Xiaoyan even if he had ten times the courage, let alone leak information online.

However, this time it was just a popular blogger who broke the news, which was easy to resolve.

There was no substantial harm. This was more like a warning. There might be a follow-up.

Jiang Yumian looked at her worriedly. “Can’t you think of anyone? Should we ask Sister Guan?”

Jing Xiaoyan glanced at her, then lowered her head and picked at her fingernails, her tone flat. “Actually, there is one, and they are quite powerful and influential.”

Jiang Yumian sat up straight, her expression serious. “Who?”

Jing Xiaoyan was silent for two seconds, then suddenly looked up and winked at Jiang Yumian.

Seeing her not speaking, Jiang Yumian tilted her head, confused. “Hmm? Why aren’t you saying?”

“There’s really nothing to worry about.” Jing Xiaoyan reached up and brushed her hair back, sighing lightly. “It should be my dad.”

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