Hooking Away the Male Lead’s White Moonlight, the Best Actress - Chapter 6

In an instant, all the pressure shifted onto Shen Manyu.

As expected of a male and female lead—they really do share the same wretched temperament!

Shen Manyu, having been caught in the crossfire while just lying there, could no longer find it in herself to smile. All eyes in the room were now fixed on her face, while Jing Yanqing’s expression was one of absolute disbelief.

Infuriated to the extreme, he pointed a trembling finger at Shen Manyu and questioned Hua Yanqiu with heartbroken grief, “Huahua! Tell me, in what way am I inferior to her?! I come from a prominent family and possess immense wealth. I am the sole heir of the Jing family; in the future, the entire Jing estate will be mine!”

“As long as you are willing to marry me, everything I own will be yours as well!”

“I have no excessive demands. All I ask is that you give up your career and look only at me. As long as you can fulfill the most basic requirements of a woman—bearing me children and continuing my bloodline.”

“I… I only ask for that much. How could I possibly compare to a scoundrel like Shen Manyu!”

“She is a penniless pauper with nothing to her name! She’s achieved nothing and is so broke she clinks when she walks. How could she possibly support you?”

“Don’t let her pretty face deceive you! I’m saying all this for your own good. Huahua, you really should listen to me this time!”

Shen Manyu couldn’t help but cough; she really couldn’t listen to any more of this. To a young master like Jing Yanqing, who was born into wealth and had never experienced the hardships of the real world, the universe truly did revolve around him.

She slightly arched an eyebrow and sent a tentative glance toward Hua Yanqiu.

When their eyes met, Shen Manyu’s gaze was sincere. The flirtatiousness in her eyes had faded, replaced by an earnest and moving look that served as a silent comfort.

Hua Yanqiu was momentarily stunned. The repressed anger she had been holding back seemed to be brushed away by a gentle breeze, dissipating into nothing.

Indeed, there was nothing to say to someone like Jing Yanqing. Their worldviews were so vastly different that neither could ever convince the other. There was no need to waste energy explaining things to him.

Therefore, Hua Yanqiu simply said indifferently, “But she is a woman.”

Why don’t you like me?

Clearly, I am wealthier than her, more outstanding than her, and superior in every aspect that leaves her with nothing.

But why don’t you like me?

Jing Yanqing felt as though the strength had been suddenly drained from his body. Hua Yanqiu’s answer echoed back and forth within his empty mind. That light, indifferent voice had always infatuated him, yet he found himself unable to comprehend the simple meaning behind those words.

But she is a woman.

Because Shen Manyu was a woman, even if she was far inferior to him, Hua Yanqiu still liked her. Because Hua Yanqiu only liked women.

Those beautiful eyes that drove him mad with infatuation merely swept over him briefly without lingering for a second before turning back to Shen Manyu. The intimate, tacit exchange between the two deeply tore at Jing Yanqing’s heart.

A surge of blood rushed to his head. In a desperate attempt to regain Hua Yanqiu’s attention, he shouted without thinking, “I can be one too!”

This sentence was like a clap of thunder, instantly making everyone in the room shudder with shock. Everyone stared at Jing Yanqing with wide eyes. Their gazes involuntarily shifted from his face to his waist, and then further down.

Was this guy planning on performing an onsite castration?

So bloody. So bold. So… so stimulating!

Because of Jing Yanqing’s status, the assistants didn’t dare offend him as freely as Hua Yanqiu did. Thus, while their expressions were subtle, they could only forcefully suppress their laughter, exchanging gossiping glances with one another.

Shen Manyu, however, had no fear of offending him. After holding it in as long as she could, she finally burst out laughing. Her eyes curved into crescents, filled with clear amusement. Her blatant charm made several hearts skip a beat.

Hua Yanqiu closed her eyes, feeling deeply exhausted. Her state of mind at this moment was highly synchronized with the weariness Sister Qi had felt earlier.

She turned to Sister Qi and said, “Contact the Jing family. Have them take him back immediately.”

Tonight, Sister Qi had completely taken on the role and responsibility of a “dean of students.” Her most important task was to clean up the chaotic mess left behind by these “troublemaking kids.”

The most crucial step in that process was to quickly contact their parents and have them packed up and sent back to wherever they came from!

With a solemn expression and a heavy sense of responsibility, Sister Qi took out her phone to search for contacts. As a top-tier manager assigned to a popular star like Hua Yanqiu, her network within the industry was incredibly vast.

As for the contact information for the manager of an 18th-tier obscure starlet like Shen Manyu, Sister Qi could obtain it effortlessly with just a few inquiries.

The Jing family held a transcendent status within the circle, but given Sister Qi’s own standing, she wasn’t without the means to contact them.

Initially, Jing Yanqing had spoken without thinking, but now that he had processed the situation, a thick sense of regret filled his chest, leaving him with a sheepish expression.

He was a man, after all! His greatest pride was his masculinity; how could he possibly be willing to give that up so easily for a woman?

It was nothing more than an impulsive, irrational outburst made in the heat of anger. The moment the words left his mouth, he regretted them.

He forced out a strained smile and said dejectedly, “No need, no need. Why call my family? My grandfather and parents are already asleep by now, and I should head back to rest as well.”

Hearing this, Sister Qi stopped her movements. Since Jing Yanqing had a profound background, they had to show him at least some modicum of respect.

The Jing family had long been dissatisfied with their “Crown Prince” and his obsession with a mere actress. Both sides disliked one another, and neither party wished for excessive contact.

She glanced at Hua Yanqiu, and seeing her expressionless face, she said politely to Jing Yanqing, “Young Master Jing, let me see you out.”

Jing Yanqing’s face was so red it looked ready to drip blood. How could he possibly have the face to linger here any longer? He repeatedly insisted, “I’ll go back myself, I’ll go back myself. I’m leaving now, there’s no need to see me out.”

He had made such a fool of himself, suffering a total social death in front of both his little lover and his “white moonlight.”

His face burned with a heat that rivaled a monkey’s backside; a feeling of suffocation filled his heart, and he felt as though he could dig out an entire airport with his toes from the sheer embarrassment.

He practically fled the scene.

But as he turned to leave, Jing Yanqing’s gaze fell upon Shen Manyu, and he couldn’t help but grit his teeth.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He wanted to throw a few harsh threats her way, but he was wary of the ambiguous relationship between Shen Manyu and his goddess, fearing he might provoke Hua Yanqiu’s displeasure.

Ultimately, he only gave Shen Manyu a cold, venomous glare before storming off in a rage.

Jing Yanqing would certainly come looking for trouble again in the future—unless Shen Manyu could secure a good relationship with Hua Yanqiu to make him hesitate. In an entertainment industry where the Jing family could cover the sky with one hand, Shen Manyu was like meat on a chopping block, left to be slaughtered at will.

Shen Manyu’s charming, soul-stirring eyes drooped slightly, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings in the wind.

In this moment, her beauty was like that of an elegant noble lady stepping out of an expensive 18th-century court oil painting.

However, the slight trace of tears at the reddened corners of her eyes made her look more like glass—a crystal-clear work of art that was as breathtakingly beautiful as it was fragile and easily shattered.

“Sister… are you telling the truth?”

Hua Yanqiu’s gaze was drawn to her, her eyes uncontrollably following those dancing butterfly-wing lashes.

She was slightly dazed, reacting half a beat late as she asked, “What did you say?”

“Just… what you said to Young Master Jing. That you’d rather not be with him, that you’d rather be with me and do…” She skipped the final word, her expression suddenly showing a hint of loneliness.

Whether intentional or accidental, she spoke that last word so softly it couldn’t be heard clearly at all.

As a result, the entire meaning of the sentence shifted, becoming tinged with a decadent hue as the vibrant petals of ambiguity abruptly bloomed.

Hua Yanqiu’s throat felt even drier; her fingertips involuntarily curled, and her voice dropped an octave: “What exactly are you trying to say?”

“Sister, was what you said true?” Shen Manyu asked softly.

Those beautiful eyes gazed quietly at Hua Yanqiu, even giving her the illusion that Shen Manyu was looking at her with focused, deep affection.

Her brain suffered a momentary lapse, and she instinctively nodded her head.

Immediately, she saw Shen Manyu’s eyes fill with tears, looking both guilty and chagrined.

Shen Manyu lightly bit her lower lip; her snowy-white teeth met her vivid red lips, pressing out a small circle of deep crimson. “I’m so sorry, Sister… I… I’m homophobic.”

Every flickering spark of romantic thought in Hua Yanqiu’s mind was instantly extinguished by this bucket of cold water dumped over her head.

She didn’t even know how she was supposed to react. Subconsciously, she slowly repeated the words: “You… are… homophobic?”

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