Reborn! Caught Up by the Critically Obsessed Actress - Chapter 51

Shen Yu retreated step by step, an extreme fear gripping his heart. He hadn’t wanted to come in the first place; it was those two wretched men who had forced him.

Climbing someone’s window was the kind of thing where having your front teeth knocked out would be considered the lightest punishment.

“I’m sorry, someone forced me…”

As the saying goes, ‘every man for himself,’ Shen Yu instantly sold out the people downstairs. But what he didn’t know was that Xie Anyuan’s intention was exactly this. Who in the Xie family didn’t know that Xie Jingcheng had extremely severe mysophobia? This obsession wasn’t just about hygiene, environment, or living conditions; more seriously, it was about her fastidiousness concerning people.

“I know. No one forces you. You wouldn’t be able to enter the Xie family home otherwise.”

“But…”

Xie Jingcheng’s gaze swept back and forth between the two. The fact that Song Qingxing didn’t scream immediately showed that the two were acquainted.

This made her feel very uneasy, as if her most cherished treasure had been snatched away by someone else.

“I think you should know that you should have refused them just now. Even if you were beaten and lost a tooth downstairs, the punishment would still be lighter than climbing in through a window.”

Xie Jingcheng spoke of terrifying things in a light, casual tone, which sent a shiver down one’s spine. Shen Yu felt the hair on the back of his neck stand on end.

For a moment, he didn’t know what to do, so he directed a pleading look toward Song Qingxing.

Song Qingxing mentally cursed. This is bad.

Shen Yu… Shen Yu…

Why are you looking at me? All you’re doing is making a certain jealous person even more maniacal, right?

Xie Jingcheng raised her hand and dialed a phone number, her tone growing colder.

“Xie Ze, go check on those brothers you know. Are they beneath my balcony? If they are, bring all of them back. First, let Second Uncle use the family discipline, and then notify their parents.”

After hanging up, Xie Jingcheng stared intently at Shen Yu with a murderous look, clearly contemplating how she should deal with him.

“As for you… trespassing into a room, I should contact the police.”

Xie Jingcheng certainly knew Shen Yu. He was an effeminate, popular young actor who had become famous in recent years, and his popularity was quite high. He had previously co-starred in a TV series with Song Qingxing.

There was no shortage of intimate scenes between the two.

Coincidentally, Xie Jingcheng had been very bored these past few days—bored enough to watch all the TV series Song Qingxing had ever acted in, and of course, she had discovered Shen Yu.

The way he looked at Song Qingxing was always so affectionate, like a deep, unfathomable pool.

Therefore, whether it was real or fake, it sounded an alarm in her heart. Xie Jingcheng’s finger had just pressed the button to call the police.

Song Qingxing immediately stood up. She snatched the phone away, a hint of anxiety in her expression.

“Jingcheng, you can’t do this.”

“Shen Yu was also forced by those relatives of yours. They wanted to retaliate against you. We are innocent. If I really wanted to have a clandestine affair, I would have to be completely insane to do it—and have him climb in through the window while you were still here, wouldn’t I?”

How could Xie Jingcheng not know that this was merely a trap? But even if it was a trap, she didn’t like it.

Especially with her little rabbit still defending that man.

This made her feel even worse.

Xie Jingcheng’s gaze lightly swept over Song Qingxing and noticed her fair shoulder was exposed. The strap of her camisole had slipped down her slick shoulder, nearly revealing everything.

Was she that anxious?

To protect this wild man, she didn’t even care about her appearance.

Xie Jingcheng stretched out her index finger, hooked the strap back up, and smoothed out the wrinkles in her skirt. She shook her head.

“Qingxing, I am good to you because I like you. But that doesn’t mean I have a good temper, nor does it mean I accept being insulted so brazenly.”

Song Qingxing was stunned.

In her previous life, she had heard people say that Xie Jingcheng had a terrible, malicious, and terrifying temper. Once you offended her, you could basically say goodbye to your acting career.

Therefore, Song Qingxing had been uneasy after slapping Xie Jingcheng and righteously rejecting the mistress proposal she had offered.

It seemed that the other party truly liked her.

Even after being slapped and insulted so personally, she still hadn’t used any family power or means to force her into submission.

What a huge concession this was.

“So, everyone who orchestrated this farce today must pay the price.”

After speaking, Xie Jingcheng only lowered her head to look at Song Qingxing and held out her hand. The meaning was obvious: hand the phone back; she was still going to call the police.

On one side was her “best friend” who had saved her from distress, and on the other was her sugar mommy. Song Qingxing felt like she was caught in a small, rocking boat, swaying between the two, unsure what to do.

Song Qingxing could only give Shen Yu a signal.

The meaning was clear: you escape first, I’ll handle the rest.

Shen Yu’s relationship with Song Qingxing was quite good when they were filming the show. She also knew his sexual orientation, and the two had plenty to talk about.

Therefore, he still trusted this friend. If she wanted to wash her hands of him, she wouldn’t have spoken up for him from the start.

Shen Yu, like a released rabbit, ran to the edge of the balcony and climbed down the ladder.

At this moment, a white-haired old man appeared below the ladder. He wore gold-rimmed glasses and smiled sinisterly.

“Have the young masters had enough fun?”

The butler had clearly been called over by Xie Ze. Xie Anyuan snorted and shined a flashlight in the butler’s face.

“You stinking laborer, what right do you have to lecture us?”

After speaking, he was about to punch the butler. He was so accustomed to his arrogance that he didn’t realize that the attendant by the family head could not be physically disciplined; even if you thought the attendant’s status was lower than yours, he symbolized the family’s authority.

The butler dodged the punch.

Several bodyguards followed, all of whom were people who worked for the Old Madam, Xie Jingcheng’s grandmother.

Hearing that a thief had entered her granddaughter’s room, the Old Madam was naturally the most concerned and had immediately woken up all these sleeping bodyguards to see what had happened.

It is well known that when people are suddenly woken up from sleep to work, their resentment is immense, more terrifying than a vengeful spirit.

Therefore, those bodyguards immediately rushed forward and pinned Xie Anyuan to the ground, using so much force that Xie Anyuan let out a pig-like shriek.

“It hurts! Are you trying to kill me!”

This miserable cry pierced the night sky, causing countless rooms in the Xie family’s mansion that had already turned off their lights to light up again. People drew their curtains, clearly wanting to enjoy the drama.

Song Qingxing was also startled by the screams downstairs, her heart full of anxiety. She wondered if Shen Yu was okay. He was a delicate-skinned laosaozi a term for a man acting overly effeminate or a ‘sissy’/’old sister’ type of friend.

If he were really beaten up by those bodyguards, he wouldn’t be able to face his fans for half a month. Tragic, truly tragic!

Thinking that he had helped her in her previous life, Song Qingxing felt deeply guilty.

Xie Jingcheng noticed Song Qingxing’s gaze still peering out the window, and the dissatisfaction in her heart peaked. A few weeks ago, Song Qingxing had looked at her like she was trash.

But now, she was full of concern for Shen Yu.

How unfair!