Reborn! Caught Up by the Critically Obsessed Actress - Chapter 18

Turning on the shower, the water temperature was just right. Although a little scalding, it brought comfort, washing away the tiredness and the smell of alcohol.

Song Qingxing was somewhat afraid to look at Xie Jingcheng, standing alone to the side. She had acted in so many dramas, and even when she was an idol, facing tens of thousands of audience members on stage, she had never been this nervous.

Xie Jingcheng’s long hair was wet. Since she didn’t have her glasses on, her vision was a little blurry. She reached out to grab the shampoo, which she usually didn’t use from the hotel.

Instead, she used the one her assistant had prepared for her earlier. The purple crystal bottle seemed to glow under the light. With a gentle squeeze, the milky white liquid spread across her palm.

Xie Jingcheng’s slender fingers gently rubbed the bubbles open before she turned around to look at Song Qingxing.

“Why are you standing so far away?”

“Finish washing soon, and go to bed early. It wouldn’t look good if you have dark circles.”

The other person’s eyes held no trace of lust. It seemed she had overthought things. Xie Jingcheng was not like a man who would become aroused at the sight of a person without clothes.

Song Qingxing moved closer step by step.

She walked barefoot on the patterned tile floor. The shower was off now, and small droplets of water hung on both of them, sliding down their fair skin.

Xie Jingcheng squeezed some shampoo out for Song Qingxing as well.

Her technique was awkward, but she was extremely patient.

“Xie Jingcheng, being with me, do you feel like I’m a lot of trouble?”

Song Qingxing let the other person wash her hair, feeling a little apologetic in her heart. She shouldn’t have drunk so much, acting like a peasant woman who had passed out drunk in a cornfield.

Her face was almost touching the fertilizer.

“A little.”

Song Qingxing took a deep breath. How low-EQ was that answer? She had thought Xie Jingcheng would say something affectionate.

However, on second thought, the sugar mommy truly had no obligation to coax her.

“But I quite like it.”

“I haven’t taken care of anyone before.”

Xie Jingcheng finished speaking and let go. Washing hair shouldn’t take too long; moderation was key.

As the water from the shower rinsed, Song Qingxing tasted the scent of the shampoo at the corner of her mouth, along with a strange taste, as if bubbles were about to form in her mouth.

“Ptooey, ptooey…”

Song Qingxing spat twice, getting the shampoo out.

Xie Jingcheng was right; she really wasn’t very good at taking care of people.

After they finished showering, drying their hair, and completing their skincare routines, it was indeed late.

Song Qingxing and Xie Jingcheng practically fell asleep as soon as they hit the pillow. Fortunately, the hotel’s king-sized bed was large enough that they didn’t have to stick close together.

How wonderful… how wonderful.

Song Qingxing finally didn’t have to feel Xie Jingcheng’s warm, tempting body temperature; otherwise, even if she didn’t do anything, she would dream some indescribable erotic dreams.

Xie Jingcheng’s bedside table held daily necessities, such as eye patches and a silk eye mask, which were useful for people with poor sleep quality.

Song Qingxing asked for permission, and after being told she could use it, she put the eye mask on.

With her eyes closed, her mind was filled with various miscellaneous thoughts. After all these days, she had adapted to life after her rebirth.

She rarely dreamed about things from before her rebirth anymore.

Her current dad and mom were not facing serious problems; they didn’t have to squeeze into a cramped rental apartment, worrying about money every day.

She slept soundly this whole night.

However, when she woke up, Song Qingxing felt her nose touching something soft. She was having trouble breathing.

She suddenly opened her eyes, but it was still dark in front of her. Song Qingxing reached out and took off the eye mask before she could clearly see where she was.

She was practically snuggled into Xie Jingcheng’s embrace.

The softness that her nose touched was…

Xie Jingcheng’s “cotton”!

Song Qingxing’s face instantly turned red, like a boiling kettle—not only red but also scalding hot.

Xie Jingcheng felt the movement beside her and also groggily opened her eyes. Before she could speak, her phone rang.

“Ding ding ding,” it chimed with a rhythmic beat.

Song Qingxing reacted for a moment before realizing it was her own phone’s ringtone. With a slight apology, she answered the call.

“Hello?”

“Sister Song, when are you coming back?”

“I asked the crew earlier, and they all said you left with Xie Jingcheng, so I didn’t dare to disturb you. But now the sun has been up for four or five hours. Are you not coming back to the company today?”

“If you’re not coming back, I’ll cancel the ticket.”

Song Qingxing finished filming yesterday. According to her schedule, she was supposed to fly back to the company today and start her next engagement.

That was how it was for celebrities.

Especially for A-listers, it was much better than the obscure 18th-tier celebrities sitting idle at home. They never lacked resources or acting opportunities year-round.

Because her manager, Old Chen, knew about the complexities between Song Qingxing and Xie Jingcheng, he played dumb with the company.

He told people it was fine if she didn’t come back immediately.

“Cancel the ticket?”

“What time is my flight?”

Song Qingxing was still a bit dazed.

“It was this morning, and it’s almost time. Sister Song, it’s not too late to regret it now, but I advise you to rebook your ticket for the afternoon. It wouldn’t be good if you wore yourself out.”

There were rumors in the industry that those willing to play the sugar daddy/sugar mommy game were mostly into something wild.

So, Yu Zhi spent the whole night reading so-called “sugar baby literature,” his eyebrows twitching as he read. The sponsors in these stories were practically all monsters.

They were moments away from using the “canaries” with all eighteen kinds of torture instruments.

At the same time, he silently shed tears for his own boss in his heart.

Song Qingxing’s sudden realization didn’t need to be so extreme, right? However, the industry’s reputation for Xie Jingcheng had always been polarized.

Some said she was gentle and courteous, while others said she was cold and selfish.

Song Qingxing had already negotiated with the company. Her star power was significant, and getting to act in this web drama was practically a breeze.

So the company chose to invest directly.

Because of this, the male actor’s character had yet to be determined, but Song Qingxing’s requirements for the male actor were quite strict.

She didn’t want someone with a history of negative rumors or someone with a habitually poor lifestyle.

If something were to be exposed, the entire drama would be doomed.

“No need, I’ll rush over right now.”

Song Qingxing jolted awake from her death-like sleep. She couldn’t forget about business just because she wanted to lie in Xie Jingcheng’s big bed a little longer.

This campus drama, Lemons are Sour, was a phenomenon on the internet back in the day.

Song Qingxing was not very old, either. She became an idol at a very young age, quickly gaining popularity at fourteen or fifteen, and then started transitioning into acting around eighteen or nineteen.

She was only in her early twenties now.

She was well-maintained, and playing a high school student was not an issue.

She was much more suitable than those actresses in their forties, fifties, or sixties who insisted on playing young girls.

But perhaps because she got up too quickly, Song Qingxing fell directly to the floor.

Xie Jingcheng hastily got up, half-squatted down, and helped her up.

“Don’t get up so fast.”

“My lower back hurts…”

Song Qingxing sucked in a sharp breath, and Xie Jingcheng heard a light gasp by her ear.

Xie Jingcheng’s fingers tightly gripped the hem of her clothes.

This Song Qingxing…

She truly was alluring without knowing it.