Reborn! Caught Up by the Critically Obsessed Actress - Chapter 15

After the movie wrapped, a wrap-up party was naturally held. However, the lead actors and their assistants usually sat at separate tables. Yu Zhi would only go look for Song Qingxing when she estimated the time was right.

After all, that huge table was filled with producers and directors.

Their group of assistants wasn’t qualified to sit at that table.

So, the group of assistants squeezed together at another table.

Yu Zhi was always worried about Song Qingxing attending gatherings with many men and usually ensured she sat next to the supporting actress.

However, this worry was usually unnecessary. If anyone dared to touch Song Qingxing inappropriately, she could grab a wine bottle and smash it over their head.

Because of this, she was often rumored to be acting like a diva.

The company had to spend a great deal of money to calm things down every time, but since she was their only cash cow, they had no choice but to tolerate it.

But this time, Yu Zhi didn’t have to worry and could completely relax and enjoy the delicious steak and seafood feast.

Because Xie Jingcheng was sitting right next to Song Qingxing.

It was said that at any dinner or gathering Xie Jingcheng attended, low-grade or poor-quality alcohol was never present, and there was absolutely no smoking.

No one was allowed to get drunk.

This rule was more outrageous than if a crown prince were present, but it was the truth. This wasn’t something achievable just by status; it required a combination of family background, wealth, reputation, and social standing.

Yu Zhi found her seat. The table had just been set, and everyone was chatting happily.

Next to Yu Zhi sat a petite woman. Yu Zhi found her face familiar, and after a moment of careful thought, she realized who it was.

It was one of Xie Jingcheng’s assistants.

However, she was only one of them, responsible for handling miscellaneous tasks like selecting clothes and being a close companion.

Otherwise, Yu Zhi would definitely not have recognized her so easily.

The assistant was engrossed in her phone, not even looking up when the large steak was served.

Unable to suppress her curiosity, Yu Zhi subtly shifted closer and craned her neck to peek.

On the phone screen, a video was playing.

Xie Jingcheng was bending down to open the car door with her hand, but because the video was only a short ten seconds long, it kept looping.

Meanwhile, Xie Jingcheng’s assistant’s fingers were flying as she scrolled through the comments beneath the video.

[Ah, when Xie Jingcheng was nearing her late twenties and still not dating, I knew she definitely liked women.]

[The commenter above is playing the prophet again, aren’t you? She just opened a car door casually, how can you link that to dating!]

[Exactly, exactly. Stop spreading rumors.]

[It’s better for both your idol and mine.]

[I can’t believe you’re even fans; Xie Jingcheng never does these kinds of tasks, you know that, don’t you? Why else would she be equipped with four or five assistants?]

[If you ask me, this is falling head over heels in love.]

The little assistant paused her scrolling and quickly double-tapped the screen to like the person who posted that comment.

Yu Zhi: …

It’s probably not appropriate for an assistant to openly ship their boss’s CP (couple pairing).

But what someone likes is their right, and she couldn’t pry too much. She just cleared her throat softly.

“Miss, your steak will get cold if you don’t eat it soon.”

The little assistant jumped as if startled, quickly put her phone aside, her cheeks flushed, and she said apologetically.

“Thank you for reminding me. I was busy with work stuff just now.”

Yu Zhi nodded, pretending she didn’t know anything, but her heart was already bursting with amusement.

This was work?

Clearly, it was the joy of shipping a CP.

…

Compared to the harmonious atmosphere among the assistants, the main private room was somewhat subdued. The director was sipping his wine in small amounts, not daring to drink much at all.

Generally, Xie Jingcheng never attended these kinds of gatherings, and even if she knew someone, she rarely participated.

No one knew why she came this time.

Consequently, no one dared to smoke, and those who drank did so sparingly.

“Everyone, please don’t be so reserved.”

Xie Jingcheng said casually, then turned her head to look at Song Qingxing, raising her hand to pour a glass of red wine for her.

“You said you like Lafite. Perhaps you can try something else.”

Xie Jingcheng raised her hand and poured a glass for her. Many people say there are rules for drinking—concerning the glass, the temperature of the wine when taken from the fridge, and so on—but for her, there was no need to respect those.

If she wanted to drink, she drank.

Song Qingxing nodded.

Her gaze subtly swept over Peng Zhi’en, who was sitting with his head lowered, not saying a word.

He clearly knew his misconduct had been exposed and that he was about to face a reckoning, but since the thunder hadn’t struck yet, he remained constantly uneasy.

Perhaps she could do something even more outrageous?

As a person who had been reborn, Song Qingxing naturally knew that Peng Zhi’en had relentlessly pursued Xie Jingcheng, only to be slapped repeatedly by a fed-up Xie Jingcheng in the end.

This incident had caused a huge sensation.

Media, netizens, and fans all came out to defend their respective idols and comment on the matter, creating complete chaos.

It served him right for daring to hire someone to splash coffee on her.

So, of course, she was going to provoke him properly.

Song Qingxing, however, did not take the glass. She simply rested her chin on one hand, and playfully ran her fingers through her hair.

“Jingcheng, I want you to feed me.”

The words were full of provocative innuendo, delivered with a slightly rising tone, carrying Song Qingxing’s unique softness, like a gentle breeze in spring, or a fluffy lamb nestled in your arms.

After saying this, Song Qingxing felt thoroughly disgusted with herself. She had never done anything like this, but to disgust Peng Zhi’en, she didn’t mind slightly disgusting herself, too.

Xie Jingcheng’s fingers trembled slightly, indeed, nearly spilling the wine glass. If Song Qingxing hadn’t been right next to her all along, she truly would have thought the person had been replaced.

“Alright, I’ll feed you.”

However, in front of so many people, Xie Jingcheng did not refute Song Qingxing. She raised her hand and fed her a glass of wine.

She was wearing a light, thin shirt, and there was a strong medicinal fragrance about her. Some areas still showed red marks.

Although the scalds were not severe, she needed to keep the area open to let it cool.

Therefore, her delicate collarbone and a large area of her shoulder were completely visible to Song Qingxing.

As for others, they didn’t have the audacity to look closely.

Clutching the transparent wine glass with slender fingers, Xie Jingcheng felt the coolness in her palm. The red wine was still slightly chilled from when it was first taken out.

The glass touched Song Qingxing’s rosy lips. As she slightly tilted it forward, Xie Jingcheng could only see Song Qingxing’s fair neck, where the veins were visible, along with the movement of her throat as she swallowed.

She was momentarily lost in thought, and the glass of wine was already finished.

“Why are you drinking so much?”

Xie Jingcheng reached out, picked up a pre-cut piece of steak, and offered it to her.

“Eat something, don’t drink anymore.”

It wasn’t that Xie Jingcheng was worried about the expensive red wine, even though she had indeed taken it from her father’s cabinet because she wanted to make the beauty happy.

But too much of anything is harmful to the body, and red wine was no exception.

“No, I want to drink.”

Song Qingxing closed her eyes, like a spoiled little tiger, her voice tinged with a hint of tipsiness.

“Xie Jingcheng, I want you to feed me again, or it means you don’t love me.”

After saying this, Song Qingxing didn’t forget to secretly glance at Peng Zhi’en, who was visibly furious, his face flushed.

His fingers clenched the fork, making a “creaking” sound.

Song Qingxing completely narrowed her eyes.

Haha!

Seeing the person who bullied her suffer was truly satisfying!