Reborn! Caught Up by the Critically Obsessed Actress - Chapter 35

Song Qingxing, having gone through so much training, was no longer the person who dared to point at a paparazzo and curse him as a hooligan.

Offending the paparazzi is tantamount to ruining one’s reputation, as many entertainment industry rumors rely on these paparazzi for dissemination.

Song Qingxing took a deep breath, then flashed a smile at the camera. She knew that her every word and action was being recorded by the camera.

“The matter between me and Actress Xie is our private business. I hope everyone won’t be so curious. When the time comes, I will give everyone an answer.”

This was equivalent to perfecting the art of “Tai Chi” (dodging questions). Yu Zhi and the driver, who had just stepped out of the car, exchanged glances.

They absolutely couldn’t have predicted that this little troublemaker wouldn’t argue with the paparazzi but would instead be gentle and pleasant, practically an online master of emotional intelligence.

After a moment, the two finally realized they had important business to attend to—why else would the company pay them such high salaries?

So they quickly rushed up to Song Qingxing and pushed the swarming reporters away.

“Is this true?”

“Qingxing, your refusal to deny it means there really is an ambiguous relationship between you two!”

“Are you already dating?”

Song Qingxing knew the paparazzi would ask this, but she simply posed for the camera, maintaining her smile.

Then, she answered unhurriedly.

“Well, I can’t say that directly.”

The “Tai Chi Divine Skill” had reached its peak layer. Yu Zhi secretly marveled that Song Qingxing seemed to have lived a dozen years longer.

If Song Qingxing hadn’t been under his watch all this time, Yu Zhi would have suspected she was a reborn person.

…

Hearing that Song Qingxing was coming to find her, Xie Jingcheng’s heart was constantly overflowing with happiness, and she didn’t even look at the auction items very seriously.

This time, it was a jewelry auction. A wealthy Indian magnate was auctioning off hundreds of pieces of jewelry from his collection.

That’s why Xie Jingcheng had hurried over.

She wanted to buy some jewels to give to Song Qingxing. Don’t they say women like these things?

There should be no problem with her giving them as gifts.

Xie Jingcheng was very sure of this because when she had given Song Qingxing the earrings back then, Song Qingxing’s eyes had lit up like stars.

She must have liked them very much.

To prevent buying the wrong thing, Xie Jingcheng specifically checked Song Qingxing’s Weibo photos and found that Song Qingxing liked to wear blue jewelry in private.

So, she changed the intended purchase color from purple to blue.

Therefore, as long as a beautiful blue sapphire appeared, Xie Jingcheng bought it, even if someone deliberately argued with her, driving the gem up to an inflated price, she still bought it.

After the auction ended, Xie Jingcheng did not see the person she wanted to see in the waiting room. She thought Song Qingxing was delayed on the way.

Just as she was about to wait a little longer, she saw her bodyguard walk over. His expression was anxious, as if he had encountered something.

“What happened?”

Xie Jingcheng asked, her voice still steady.

“Miss, there are paparazzi surrounding a celebrity outside the auction venue. I saw that the shape of the minivan looks very much like the one Miss Song usually rides…”

The bodyguard hesitated, as he wasn’t entirely certain.

“What?”

For the first time, Xie Jingcheng felt a sense of panic. She didn’t care if the bodyguard was still there and immediately run out of the reception room.

The bodyguard frantically chased after her.

What came into view was indeed a dense crowd of paparazzi surrounding a vehicle. Xie Jingcheng frowned slightly. She hated these people, who were like flies.

They ask intrusive questions regardless of the occasion or location, latching onto you.

She wondered if Song Qingxing would panic while being surrounded inside, after all, she was here to pick her up. If Song Qingxing was surrounded by paparazzi because of her, Xie Jingcheng would feel guilty.

Xie Jingcheng had long legs and naturally ran fast. In just a couple of steps, she reached the square. By this time, people who had attended the auction were also emerging one after another.

Everyone was staring curiously at the scene.

Those who come to auctions naturally include celebrities, but celebrities are not the mainstream of high society.

So there aren’t many. Xie Jingcheng only acts as a hobby; her most profitable income comes from the shares given by her parents. Otherwise, with the money she makes as a celebrity, she wouldn’t be able to spend so lavishly at an auction.

“Excuse me.”

Xie Jingcheng raised her hand to part the crowded people and finally saw Song Qingxing. However, there was none of the anticipated panic or crying.

Song Qingxing was confidently raising the corners of her mouth.

“Xie Jingcheng?”

Evidently, Song Qingxing was a bit surprised. She turned her wrist to check the time. It turned out to be late, so it was no wonder Xie Jingcheng would appear at this time and place.

“They have no right to take your picture.”

Xie Jingcheng pursed her lips, then fixed her gaze on the group of paparazzi. With one look, everyone quickly backed away.

It was only then that Song Qingxing realized how terrifying Xie Jingcheng truly was.

“Delete anything you shouldn’t have photographed today. Do you understand?”

Xie Jingcheng lowered her voice. Everyone nodded, and some photographers even nervously turned off their cameras, afraid that the bodyguards behind Xie Jingcheng would smash their equipment.

The paparazzi who had been clustered together retreated as if they had seen the God of Plague.

Xie Jingcheng hesitated for a moment, then got into Song Qingxing’s car. She closed the door and reached out to press the car’s partition screen up.

For the convenience of the artist’s rest, minivans have partitions that can isolate the driver’s and front passenger’s seats.

Yu Zhi took a look and decisively went to the front passenger seat. She couldn’t interrupt Song Qingxing and Xie Jingcheng’s private rendezvous.

…

The car was quiet. Song Qingxing waited for a long time before speaking.

“Xie Jingcheng, are you angry?”

The angry look the other party had just displayed made Song Qingxing think Xie Jingcheng was angry because she was late.

After all, she had promised to pick her up, but she missed it. She was truly careless.

But this also indirectly showed that she didn’t care much about Xie Jingcheng, and it was normal for the other party to be angry.

After all, a patron might not care about the canary, but the canary cannot not care about the patron.

This was conventional wisdom.

“No.”

Xie Jingcheng turned around. She clearly still had a hint of anger in her eyes but stubbornly claimed she wasn’t, making her wonder why this person was so contrary.

“Don’t lie to me. Your face still says ‘angry.'”

Song Qingxing slowly leaned closer, daringly cupped the other person’s cheeks, and her voice softened, losing its previous domineering tone.

“I was wrong. I shouldn’t have been late.”

“Making you wait inside for so long.”

The heart that had been feeling a bit stifled suddenly cleared up. Anyone being sweetly begged like this by a beauty would probably soften their heart.

“I’m not mad at you.”

“I’m just mad at those paparazzi.”

Xie Jingcheng suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the person in front of her. A feeling she couldn’t express arose in her heart. At first, she thought she wanted to kiss the other person’s lips. Later, she thought she was just lustful, craving the other person’s body, but only at this moment did she realize.

This was love.

And it was a pathological kind of love.

She only wanted the other person to act because of her, undisturbed by any other factor.

This is wrong…

Xie Jingcheng knew this in her heart, but what could she do?

She had already succumbed.