Reborn! Caught Up by the Critically Obsessed Actress - Chapter 28

“It’s nothing, I just keep feeling a chill down my spine.”

Song Qingxing found another new tissue, wiped her nose clean, and then continued walking along the road. Xie Jingcheng quickened her pace.

They arrived at the elevator.

She pressed the elevator button, and at the same time, her hands weren’t idle; she pulled out her phone and made a call to the property management.

Her voice was cool, bordering on severe. Song Qingxing constantly felt uneasy behind her back. If she had to describe the feeling, it was like a homeroom teacher staring at the back of your head.

Because Xie Jingcheng’s rigid and proper demeanor truly resembled an old-school official.

Although she was a cold beauty, she was simply too cold. When she didn’t speak or smile, she could really freeze a person to death.

“How are you people managing things? How could you let an outsider slip in?”

“Don’t apologize to me, apologies are useless. Today he just had something to ask of me, but what if he were a knife-wielding villain? How would you have handled that?”

“The safety of the residents is the most important thing. Strengthen patrols from now on.”

“I know the burden on the security guards will be quite heavy. It’s fine, I’m willing to give them a raise.”

Xie Jingcheng hadn’t lived here often before, so naturally, she didn’t pay much attention to security issues, but now that she would be a long-term resident, she had to guard against malicious people.

Giving the security guards bonuses and salary increases was merely a small effort for her, but it would make them work more diligently.

After all, this property was under the Xie family’s name.

It was mutually beneficial.

Compared to ordinary security guards who just muddle through with a monthly salary of three thousand, the guards here were mainly recruited from retired soldiers or those trained in Sanda (Chinese kickboxing), making them difficult for ordinary people to contend with.

A person carrying a knife, as long as they didn’t have any makeshift moves, could generally be subdued within five moves.

Xie Jingcheng chatted for a while longer before hanging up the phone.

However, she didn’t turn off her phone but switched to a chat application. Her fingertips tapped rapidly on the screen, seemingly to send a message to someone.

Although Song Qingxing was a bit curious, she didn’t dare to ask about her patron’s affairs. She just pulled tighter the light-gray overcoat draped over her.

The clothing was a designer brand, and she didn’t know what material it was made of; it was incredibly warm, so even though it was only a thin layer, it was very insulating.

More importantly…

Song Qingxing tightened the collar of the jacket. She could smell a faint, cool fragrance on her nose. It smelled so good! What brand of perfume did this person use?

It was simply captivating.

Feeling that her action was a bit too obsessive, Song Qingxing quickly put down her hands, her earlobes slightly red, but immediately pretended as if nothing had happened.

The elevator arrived. After unlocking the door with a fingerprint, they entered the luxurious apartment. The room hadn’t changed much from yesterday but was much brighter, suggesting a cleaning service had been hired.

“You caught a cold in the garage just now. Hurry up and take a bath.”

Xie Jingcheng led her into the large bathroom. Song Qingxing couldn’t help but widen her eyes. The bathroom’s floor area was extremely vast, almost as large as an ordinary family’s living room plus bedroom.

The bathroom floor was covered with uneven but beautifully crafted ceramic tiles.

In the center was a large bathtub.

After Xie Jingcheng ran the hot water, mist began to steam up around the bathtub.

“I’ll go get your clothes. You go ahead and soak.”

Xie Jingcheng was incredibly gentle now, completely lacking the fierce demeanor she had in the car just moments ago. Song Qingxing thought she must also be apologetic for mistakenly abducting her.

“Mhm.”

Song Qingxing remembered the script and was nervous that Xie Jingcheng might not want to rehearse with her due to her schedule.

Her red lips parted, and she said nervously, “Xie Jingcheng, the script is in my bag. We have the parts for the male and female leads, and the other main supporting roles. You can take the male lead’s copy.”

“You must be tired after today. We don’t have to rehearse right away.”

Xie Jingcheng misunderstood her meaning. She folded her arms and leaned against the door frame. If an ordinary person were to make this gesture, it would be just a regular move.

But a film empress was a film empress; she was simply different from others. A single movement could be seductive and charming, enchanting countless people.

No wonder Xie Jingcheng had been famous for so many years and was still the ‘white moonlight’ and goddess in the hearts of countless people.

“Qingxing, haste makes waste in all things, and that includes practicing acting. Just reading the script won’t help you progress. You should learn to observe—observe how other actors perform, and, for example, observe what emotions people exhibit when they get angry in real life.”

“Everyone is different; a thousand people have a thousand faces. The anger of someone with a fiery temper, the anger of someone with a gentle disposition, and the built-up resentment of long-suppressed anger are all distinct.”

Song Qingxing listened attentively. Getting private coaching from a film empress was completely unexpected.

After saying this, Xie Jingcheng left.

Song Qingxing was left alone in the bathroom. Seeing that the hot water was nearly full, she tentatively dipped a finger in the water.

She confirmed the water temperature was fine.

So, she undressed and relaxed completely in the bathtub. The tub even had a massage function, which made her back feel incredibly comfortable.

The muscles that had been sore all day were greatly relieved.

Only…

She realized she hadn’t added anything.

Song Qingxing looked at the bath bombs placed on the cabinet beside her and tossed one in. The bath bomb contained fragrances and cleansing ingredients for the skin.

It was an essential aid for soaking in the tub.

She tore open the bath bomb’s wrapper and dropped the whole thing in. White bubbles began to churn.

Mm… It felt very much like soaking in a hot spring.

Song Qingxing was just about to settle in and enjoy when she suddenly noticed some items placed beneath the cabinet. They were yellow, gray, and truly a riot of colors.

Curious, Song Qingxing reached out and hooked the items out, discovering they were toys sitting on a porcelain tray.

These little ducks came in all sorts of styles: some wearing helmets, some wearing sunglasses, some sporting a Walrus mustache, and some with clown makeup.

Next to them were a few small raccoons, panda cubs, and the like. Song Qingxing was stunned.

She never imagined that the distinguished Xie Jingcheng, Film Empress Xie, would actually like these kinds of toys that children enjoyed!

There were also a few small boats placed beneath the cabinet.

Song Qingxing placed all the little ducks on the water surface and lightly swayed the water in the bathtub with her legs. The little ducks bobbed up and down, giving a feeling akin to “the ducks are the first to know when the spring river water warms.”

The small boats next to them also swayed. Song Qingxing found that the boats had wind-up keys on their backs. She took one, wound it a few times, and the little boat started churning the water as it moved forward.

Wow!

She had completely misjudged Xie Jingcheng.

She hadn’t realized these toys were so much fun.

Song Qingxing was having a blast, completely forgetting that Xie Jingcheng had only said she would fetch her clothes and would soon return to the bathroom. Soon, a knock sounded on the bathroom door.

Song Qingxing finally panicked. Looking at the bathtub full of toys, she quickly gathered them all into her arms, planning to toss them behind the tub.

This way, as long as Xie Jingcheng didn’t specifically look there, she essentially wouldn’t notice.

But before she could throw the objects away, the bathroom door was pushed open. Xie Jingcheng’s eyes were blurred by the steam, but the bathroom was very large, and the mist was not too dense.

Thus, Xie Jingcheng could clearly see the pile of little ducks in Song Qingxing’s arms.