I Was Taken by the Female Lead After Transmigrating into a Book - Chapter 84

Bai Feifei stared silently at Li Ke for two seconds, then decisively turned her head and looked at Huo Wu with an even more pitiful gaze.

Li Ke was impossible. He would get angry if you didn’t get what he meant in one or two sentences. More terrifying than him cursing was him saying nothing and just staring at you with eyes that wanted to take your life.

Every person who succeeded and delivered brilliant moments under his direction had to say that “if you don’t get it, you’ll be knocking on the gates of hell.”

Huo Wu smiled. Bai Feifei, as if getting a signal, followed suit and smiled with her. With newfound confidence, she pointed a finger at Li Ke and wagged it from side to side. “You can’t do it.”

Li Ke was so angry he wanted to roll up his sleeves, but faster than his actions was Bai Xue’s threatening cough.

Bai Feifei made a silly face at Li Ke and lifted her head like a victorious general.

This scene was bound to be filmed very late. After Huo Wu’s private lesson, Bai Feifei’s thoughts were much clearer. But when Huo Wu and Li Ke were chatting behind the monitor, Huo Wu said that she hadn’t said anything at all and was just a listener.

When Li Ke heard that, he looked at Bai Feifei, who was wringing the water out of her hair and body in the shot, completely in character. He nodded, not hesitating to express his praise in front of another camera. “She’s a great talent.”

But the tone changed, and he said, “But this kind of person can also be hurt by their own talent.”

The content that Bai Feifei was filming now relied too much on “self”—self-realization and self-expression. It was very difficult for her to film things she couldn’t understand or fully grasp. This required an extremely powerful sense of empathy to continue on the path of acting in the future.

In other words, Bai Feifei was a deep method actor. There were good points and bad points.

“Empathizing can be mentally and physically draining,” Li Ke said after a moment of silence.

Huo Wu, however, was very calm. “She’s still young. She has plenty of time to practice.”

Fusang didn’t show any emotion on her face when she discovered everything that Li Mingming was desperately trying to hide. In front of him, she remained silent and emotionless, like a still lake.

Outside, the rain was pouring. Big raindrops hit the glass, flowing down like a waterfall. Li Mingming sat on the bed with a gloomy face, looking like a water ghost looking for a substitute.

“Aren’t you happy?” Li Mingming’s dark lips slowly curled into a smile. “Aren’t you happy that your enemy is not doing well?”

Fusang walked to the window and noticed that all the windows above the second floor had been installed with protective screens and sealed shut, forming a double lock to prevent anyone from falling out.

Her eyes flickered. She didn’t directly answer Li Mingming’s question. Instead, she asked, “What are the chances of your surgery being successful?”

Li Mingming still looked at her with his dark and lifeless eyes.

Fusang answered her own question. “It seems the chances are not high. Was that your mother just now? When she talked about you, she seemed to be crying, saying that you have a 70 to 90 percent chance of dying on the operating table this time. Even if you’re lucky and the surgery is successful, you’ll still die if there’s no suitable heart donor. And even if there is a heart donor, your body might not be able to handle the surgery.”

In the reflection of the window, Li Mingming’s figure trembled. His powerless hand grabbed the light blue blanket on the bed. The entire hospital room was actually very cozy. This was probably the privilege of the rich. While countless people couldn’t even get a bed or a surgery date, they could enjoy a private room.

But there was still no emotion in Fusang’s voice.

She wasn’t excited about her enemy’s downfall. She didn’t seize the opportunity to mock him, nor did she curse him in despair. She just looked at the pouring rain outside and mumbled, “What a shame. Your photo is on the honor roll. Your awards fill the walls of your homeroom teacher’s and principal’s offices…”

Li Mingming’s expression finally showed a visible change. It was as if he was meeting Fusang for the first time. He stared at her intently.

Fusang, however, said, “To die from a disease like this and be forgotten, to only have people say, ‘What a shame,’ when you’re mentioned, and to have only your mother suffer from your death. After you die, she’ll still be implicated by your father. What a shame.”

Li Mingming instantly looked up, his eyes cold. “You know a lot.”

“I don’t know enough,” Fusang shook her head and smiled slightly. “How can I know as much as you do? You’re your father’s most loyal dog. It’s just too bad that you ignore the people who love you and always try to please the people who don’t. Even with all this hatred, you still contradict yourself and humbly beg for your father’s mercy.”

At this point, Fusang finally shook her head and said in a very soft voice, “You’re not even as good as Li Ran. At least when he died, people could still say that he was a hero. He was remembered, idolized, and truly mourned.”

Li Mingming’s face was hidden behind his hair, indistinct.

After one take, Li Ke said, “Cut!”

The filming for this scene ended faster than expected.

Fusang didn’t leave. She stayed in the emergency exit at the edge, holding her phone and started reading her sophomore year psychology class. In between reading, she heard the sound of Li Mingming’s hospital room door opening, followed by a more intense argument. But because Li Mingming was present, the husband didn’t seem to have any advantage. The hallway was filled with the woman’s grievances from decades of being wronged, which she could no longer hide with her child on the verge of death.

This was also another high-stakes gamble. But the person who could persevere until the end was always the one who had nothing to lose and didn’t care about anything.

Clearly, Li Mingming wasn’t that person.

It was almost midnight. At this strange time, Fusang’s phone received an email from Li Mingming. It only stated his surgery time: 8 a.m. a week later.

The surgery time was uncertain. It could last for more than ten hours or even longer.

This was an email with no beginning or end, but Fusang showed a rare, happy smile.

The filming progress was smooth. Only the intense verbal fight in the civil scene had to be filmed a few more times. The actors who played Li Mingming’s parents were a real-life couple. They got so into character while arguing that they actually started fighting for real.

Bai Feifei, with her gossip-loving soul, plastered herself against the window during the break. But the two were quickly pulled apart, and after getting their minds right, they continued filming.

The production crew was still dutifully filming and recording. Their day’s work didn’t end until it was time to go back to the hotel to rest. Bai Feifei was fully revived. She strolled to Huo Wu, her voice full of happiness. “Open the door, open the door. Ah Wu, open the door.”

After a few knocks, the door was opened. Bai Feifei didn’t go in. She grabbed Huo Wu’s hand and started walking toward her own room. Before she left, she casually picked up the little white cat that was meowing sweetly next to her.

She was skipping happily in front, holding the cat. After only a few steps, the elevator door in front of them suddenly chimed, and the staff carrying the equipment walked right into them.

Bai Feifei froze as if someone had pressed the pause button.

Little White didn’t understand. Its body was as soft as a noodle. “Meow?”

Huo Wu took two steps and stood in front of Bai Feifei. She used the script in her hand as a fan, completely ignoring the staff who didn’t even dare to breathe. She held Bai Feifei’s hand and walked forward. “Why did you suddenly stop? Aren’t you in a hurry to hear about tomorrow’s big scene?”

Bai Feifei finally came to her senses and was pulled forward by Huo Wu.

But she didn’t even realize that even with the script as an excuse, the fact that Huo Wu was holding her hand and had “kidnapped” her cat was already very shocking.

When they got into the room, Huo Wu realized that no one was inside.

She suddenly felt a strange sense of comfort, but she still asked, “Fu Xiaoxiao isn’t here?”

“She and I have been living separately for a while,” Bai Feifei said. “Sister Xue and her often have to make phone calls, and there are often social gatherings within the crew. Sometimes they have to go to dinner parties late at night. They said it would disturb my rest, so they left.”

As she said that, Bai Feifei seemed to have thought of something, and her face was full of regret and pity.

Huo Wu could hear it. She asked her about it, but she used the same tone Bai Feifei had used with Li Mingming last night. But with a question mark at the end, it sounded a little strange. “What a shame?”

Unexpectedly, Bai Feifei didn’t catch on at all. She pouted and pulled Huo Wu to sit on the large sofa. She then curled up on the carpet, nestled between Huo Wu’s legs, and lay on her lap.

Huo Wu quietly let her do it, but the position was surprisingly comfortable. Bai Feifei even put a pillow in her arms so that both of them had support for their backs and chests.

She found it both funny and frustrating at the same time.

Bai Feifei finally picked up Little White and mumbled, “I thought I could live with you after Xiaoxiao moved out.”

Huo Wu could smell Bai Feifei’s scent by just looking down. She watched her meticulously making notes in her script and said slowly, “Why not?”

Bai Feifei was a little stunned by her words. She turned around, still holding the pen. “But the ‘Behind the Scenes’ production crew will come to the room to film…”

Huo Wu closed her eyes and suddenly smiled. “We only need to gather enough material in the morning. They won’t come again after that.”

Bai Feifei was a total newcomer to variety shows. She didn’t know that this was an option. At her words, she was a little speechless.

Her mind, which had always been a little slow, seemed to subconsciously pick up on something, making her stutter a little. “Then, then…”

Huo Wu suddenly reached out, put her hands under Bai Feifei’s armpits, and lifted her onto her lap. Bai Feifei didn’t sit properly, but Little White had already meowed because of the sudden movement. It quietly got up and rolled on the floor, then squatted to the side curiously, tilting its head to observe.

This position, it would be a shame not to kiss.

Huo Wu’s eyes were fixed on Bai Feifei’s collarbone.

Last night, she had tried her best to restrain herself, but Bai Feifei’s skin was too tender, especially the parts that were not often exposed. A little force would easily leave red marks.

Huo Wu’s gaze shifted. She skillfully unbuttoned her shirt and moved her fingers down her waist, stroking the lace fabric at her waist. Two fingers went through the fabric and were pressed against her skin. She whispered, “You want to live with me, don’t you?”

Bai Feifei couldn’t help but lean into her. Her body leaned back, and she needed to hold onto Huo Wu to feel safe, but she also brought herself closer to her mouth. She couldn’t find a place to put the pen in her hand.

Her mind was in a daze. When she heard Huo Wu ask her a question again, Bai Feifei nodded and said, “Yes.”

Huo Wu loosely pulled open Bai Feifei’s clothes. Her warm and moist lips and tongue left a mark on her neck and chest, then continued to move down.

Her gaze became unfocused. She couldn’t help but tilt her head back. In the midst of not being able to tell reality from fantasy, she heard Huo Wu say very clearly, “If you want to, you can.”