Reborn! Caught Up by the Critically Obsessed Actress - Chapter 29

Seeing that she had been caught red-handed, Song Qingxing could only offer an awkward smile and hide completely in the bathtub, leaving only a pair of watery eyes visible.

She seemed to know she had made a mistake.

“Why did you take these out?”

Xie Jingcheng felt a little embarrassed. Her neck and cheeks quickly flushed, but her acting skills were good enough to control her emotions, so the redness quickly faded.

This is how actors are; they must be able to summon their emotions in an instant and suppress them just as quickly, or they risk getting too deeply immersed in the role.

However, with more and more traffic stars joining TV dramas, acting skills are not as emphasized these days.

Therefore, Xie Jingcheng was quite surprised that Song Qingxing was actually willing to slowly and seriously study acting.

“I just stumbled upon them, but I didn’t expect…”

Song Qingxing emerged from the water. Her long hair was dripping wet, and water droplets clung to her neck and collarbone. Her fair skin made her look like a mermaid.

“Xie Jingcheng, you actually like these things.”

“They’re childish, but quite fun.”

Xie Jingcheng remained silent for a moment, placed her clothes aside, and reached out to fiddle with the head of the duck wearing sunglasses. Then, her gaze fell upon Song Qingxing.

“You have a lot of nerve touching my things without permission.”

There was no discernible emotional fluctuation in her tone, but Song Qingxing immediately grew nervous. She quickly collected all the little ducks and was about to put them back into the porcelain dish.

“I didn’t mean to. I thought these were meant to be played with…”

Not everyone can accept others touching their toys. Song Qingxing knew this because she herself hated it when others touched her toys.

So, her hands were trembling as she retrieved the ducks.

“It’s alright, don’t be afraid. I’m not angry.”

To her surprise, Xie Jingcheng’s previously stern face suddenly became incredibly gentle and warm.

She leaned down, bringing their faces so close that Xie Jingcheng could smell the faint scent of shampoo on Song Qingxing.

The thought of them sharing the same product…

caused an indescribable flutter and excitement in a hidden corner of her heart.

Tilting her head slightly, her lips landed on the side of Song Qingxing’s face.

Xie Jingcheng looked down at Song Qingxing, gently rubbed her cheek, and then left the room, not forgetting to instruct her on the way out.

“Have fun. I really am not angry.”

“Besides, those are my sister’s toys.”

Song Qingxing’s face flushed crimson, like a boiling kettle. Good heavens, she shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions!

How could someone like Xie Jingcheng possibly like toys?

They clearly belonged to Xie Jingshu!

Exiting the room, Xie Jingcheng went to the sofa. Song Qingxing had left her bag there. She opened it, and sure enough, there was a neatly folded script inside.

Xie Jingcheng quickly skimmed through a few pages and was somewhat surprised. Although the script initially didn’t seem like much, it contained many subtle descriptions and an extremely delicate grasp of the protagonist’s inner transformation.

No wonder Song Qingxing liked this script.

Xie Jingcheng felt a bit of remorse. It seemed she had wronged Song Qingxing; the other woman did possess a certain ability to select scripts.

It wasn’t just that she thought web dramas were easy to act in.

She carefully read a few more pages, completely engrossed, but just then, the doorbell rang. Xie Jingcheng closed the script.

She checked the monitor outside the door, saw it was the person she had summoned, and immediately opened the door.

This was why she had sent a message in the elevator earlier.

Song Qingxing was feeling a bit cold. If she wasn’t dealt with in time, she could easily develop a fever or a cold overnight.

So, preparations had to be made in advance to spare her a lot of suffering, as a fever and headache are truly unpleasant.

“Miss, here are the ginger and sugar you requested.”

The person handed over the plastic bag.

“Thank you for the trouble.”

Xie Jingcheng was not an unfeeling person. She maintained a certain level of respect for the several personal assistants who served her.

“No trouble at all.”

The person chuckled.

“Anyway, there’s overtime pay for working at night, so why not?”

“But I thought you wanted me to bring you, you know, that…”

The person stopped halfway through, suddenly realizing they had let something slip. They quickly covered their mouth and looked at Xie Jingcheng with a slight apology.

“Don’t speak such nonsense next time.”

Xie Jingcheng was a little displeased but only chastised her personal assistant and didn’t say anything further.

“Oh, by the way, I chose the ginger with the skin already peeled.”

The personal assistant quickly changed the subject, then hurried away, afraid that their boss would get angry if the conversation continued.

Xie Jingcheng carried the plastic bag back into the room.

She was not someone who knew nothing about daily life. On the contrary, before they came of age, the children of the Xie family had many opportunities to attend summer camps and experience life in the countryside.

To see the world, one needs to observe not only the towering cities but also the lives of the poor, the struggling, and the ordinary.

This helps children build a better worldview.

It prevents them from easily collapsing later when they encounter difficulties.

It is because of this excellent family tradition that the Xie family’s descendants do not end up like those of some aristocratic families, eventually becoming completely lazy, relying on company dividends to live, and getting entangled with countless women.

Back in the room, Xie Jingcheng sliced the ginger. The water had just boiled, so she turned the heat from high to low and let it simmer slowly.

It boiled shortly thereafter.

Xie Jingcheng didn’t use much water or ingredients. Song Qingxing was only feeling a little cold; a small cup to warm her up would suffice.

It wasn’t necessary to drink a large mug, as one would for a cold or a physical weakness.

Pouring it into a porcelain cup, Xie Jingcheng blew on it and then ran some cold water into the sink, placing the hot cup in it to cool down the boiling liquid.

This way, Song Qingxing could drink it immediately when she came out.

Sure enough, a moment later.

Song Qingxing opened the bathroom door. She emerged from the room surrounded by steam but didn’t see anyone in the living room.

Song Qingxing thought Xie Jingcheng had gone back to her own room to wash up and planned to return to her own bedroom. Song Qingxing first needed to message her assistant and driver to confirm they had safely arrived home, and then she could happily go to sleep.

But after only a few steps, she caught a faint scent. Song Qingxing took a deep breath and immediately recognized what it was.

There was no way around it; the aroma of ginger was too dominant to miss.

It was brown sugar boiled with ginger.

Could Xie Jingcheng be having stomach discomfort?

But she hadn’t noticed anything. Song Qingxing reached out and patted her cheek.

If that were the case, then she had been completely negligent!

At such a vulnerable time for Xie Jingcheng, she had gone to a bar and upset her. She was truly an inadequate lover.

Thinking this, Song Qingxing somewhat guiltily walked toward the kitchen, ready to offer an explanation or some comforting words.

She saw Xie Jingcheng wiping a white porcelain cup with a towel. Xie Jingcheng raised her eyebrows, looking heroic and bright under the glare of the incandescent light.

“Since you’re out, drink this cup of ginger tea to warm yourself up, brush your teeth, and then go to sleep.”