Reborn! Caught Up by the Critically Obsessed Actress - Chapter 45

The feeling of having her chin squeezed was unpleasant, as if she was under someone’s control. Song Qingxing raised her head, but her eyes held a trace of stubbornness.

She finally understood why, even in fairy tales, there were Cinderellas who didn’t want to marry a prince. It was because that kind of condescending and frantic gaze was truly frightening.

If she wanted to have the freedom to choose her own life in the future, it was best not to approach this kind of person. This was a warning from her brain, issued to protect her future free soul.

But…

Song Qingxing found herself in a dilemma. How could she not know that this was bad? Yet, in life, freedom was not necessarily the most important thing.

Her family, her parents, were more important.

If she were a child from an unhappy family, perhaps she could easily ignore the suffering her parents endured.

But she couldn’t.

When she wanted to attend art school, her mother and father supported her, even if it meant scraping every penny they had. So now that she could earn money, she ought to repay their kindness.

Otherwise, wouldn’t she be worse than an animal?

The reason Song Qingxing used to look down on the sordid affairs within her circle was that, although she had a temper and a difficult personality, she was indeed a person of noble character.

However, if you have no status and no money, you cannot maintain your integrity and remain a person of noble character.

I’m sorry, Mom and Dad. Your daughter might really have to bow her head to someone outside.

Song Qingxing mentally prepared herself and finally lowered that noble, phoenix-like head, carefully cupping the injured wrist of Xie Jingcheng.

Her lips, as delicate and vibrant as ripe cherries, kissed the area of the finger joints. Xie Jingcheng could only hear the soft sound of lips leaving skin, and the feeling of ambiguous breath sweeping across the fine hairs on the back of her hand.

“Although lies aren’t pleasant to hear, I can act out any lie you want to hear…”

At this moment, Xie Jingcheng finally understood: the little rabbit was willing to do anything, but just not willing to truly love her. Yet, this was the one thing she desperately wanted.

In this regard, the two of them were truly at odds, running in opposite directions.

Xie Jingcheng pulled her hand back.

“Why are you running away?”

“Where am I inferior to others? If you think I’m not as good as a man…”

Xie Jingcheng’s next words were cut short when Song Qingxing covered her mouth.

“No, I hate those stinky men. I prefer you. But I can’t just fall in love with you for no reason, can I? It’s better if our relationship remains pure.”

Pure, a pure relationship as lovers.

Xie Jingcheng felt a bit defeated.

At this moment, she finally understood the feeling of those domineering CEOs in novels who take a sip of whiskey with pursed lips.

Bitter and unwilling.

And why doesn’t this woman love me yet?!

However, our movie queen only dared to think these things secretly. She didn’t dare to grab the female lead’s collar and let out her feelings like those CEOs, almost spitting in the female lead’s face.

Xie Jingcheng merely contemplated in silence.

The events of today, which started because of her, would give Song Qingxing a bad impression. If she were to force the other person into a real relationship, the situation would likely only get worse.

So, for now, she could only concede.

“You don’t have to overact.”

“Just love me a little.”

Xie Jingcheng stood up. Since her hand was injured, she couldn’t wash her own hair. She’d probably have to bother Song Qingxing to help her. Washing, applying conditioner, and applying essential oil all alone was very troublesome.

…

White mist obscured the clear glass. Xie Jingcheng closed her eyes. The water, mixed with bath salts, had turned a yellowish, murky color.

She was lying completely in the bathtub, the water just covering her chest, perfectly exposing her collarbones.

Her long hair was tied up, and Song Qingxing was patiently washing it for her. She had washed her own hair countless times, but this was the first time she was helping someone else.

So she was extremely careful, afraid of tugging her hair or hurting her scalp. Every mistake felt like a great sin.

Xie Jingcheng narrowed her eyes, seemingly about to fall asleep.

Only then could Song Qingxing properly observe the other woman. Xie Jingcheng’s facial features were profound, especially compared to typical Oriental women.

Her appearance suggested a mix of other bloodlines, perhaps from a minority group or a foreigner. A nose this high and straight was rare.

Xie Jingcheng’s bandaged hand rested on the edge of the bathtub, not touching a single drop of water.

Thinking of her poor performance today, she figured any sugar mommy would be displeased.

Song Qingxing’s mind raced, trying to figure out how to compensate. She hadn’t even managed to say a few flattering words.

Thinking about it made it even worse…

After about a few minutes, the hair should be clean. Washing it any longer would damage the strands and the scalp.

Song Qingxing reached for the showerhead, preparing to turn on the hot water to rinse off the foam, when she saw the person who had been resting with closed eyes suddenly open them.

“The pressure you used while washing my hair was consistently moderate, but now you’ve slowed down.”

“Something on your mind?”

Her beautiful brows and eyes, wet with water, looked like a mermaid breaking through the surface—a mermaid queen, at that. Especially when Xie Jingcheng’s eyes focused on someone.

Song Qingxing could keenly feel the pressure emanating from an individual in a superior position.

Her finger couldn’t help but press the showerhead’s switch. Hot water poured all over Xie Jingcheng’s head and face, and white foam slid down her temples onto her cheeks.

“I’m sorry…”

Song Qingxing fumbled for a towel to wipe the foam from Xie Jingcheng’s face, her heart flustered and irritated with herself.

I’m such a clumsy adult! Counting the age when I was reborn, I’m actually a few years older than Xie Jingcheng, an older sister.

Although superficially Xie Jingcheng appeared older, only Song Qingxing knew in her heart that she was reborn, carrying an extra seven or eight years of memory.

It was a pity that she was busy with acting at the time and hadn’t paid attention to who won the lottery or where they won it, otherwise, she would have certainly made a fortune.

Xie Jingcheng now resembled a noble white cat that had been doused with water from head to tail. Although she had become a soggy cat, she wasn’t angry. She just looked up at Song Qingxing.

Then, with a “splash” of water, she sat up from the bathtub. Her proud figure, which commanded attention, was revealed.

The figure of someone who exercises regularly and has a nutritionist is extremely well-proportioned.

Unlike some actors whose posture is hunched even while acting, with unfocused and dull eyes.

To maintain the best posture for acting, Xie Jingcheng’s body was always kept in optimal shape. Her figure was enchanting, possessing the S-curve that some women are envied for.

Her black long hair fanned out on both sides of her collarbones.

Her wet nose was close to Song Qingxing’s nose.

“Tell me, what’s on your mind?”

“If it’s because of how I forced you just now, then… I’m sorry…”

“This is the first time I’ve liked someone. Sometimes, when I can’t have something, I just want to snatch it.”

Xie Jingcheng knew this personality was flawed.

She had been trying to control herself, but sometimes, a volcano doesn’t want to erupt, but the movement of the Earth’s crust will trigger a volcanic eruption.