Reborn! Caught Up by the Critically Obsessed Actress - Chapter 80

“No need, I have my own feet.”

Song Qingxing still didn’t want to overly rely on others. Besides, having her sugar daddy carry her—what kind of behaviour was that?

It would be like riding roughshod over the supreme power; it was simply outrageous.

“Didn’t I say I would make you slowly fall for me? Are you going to reject these actions of mine?”

Song Qingxing fell silent.

She wasn’t actually resistant, because although she initially thought about not falling in love with Xie Jingcheng—to be played with, then give her heart, and then be dumped—that would be way too tragic.

However, after getting along for so long.

Song Qingxing still trusted her own judgement. Xie Jingcheng wasn’t a bad person. If the other party were truly that kind of cruel and self-serving person, they should have been enraged after Shen Yu climbed through the window. Instead, Xie Jingcheng calmly listened to her explanation and didn’t punish Shen Yu.

Therefore, judging a bigger picture from a small detail, Xie Jingcheng was someone worth entrusting her life to. Even if they broke up, a ten-year relationship would be enough.

After all, some celebrity marriages struggle to last ten years; she wasn’t some distressed, runaway Disney princess whom so many people adored.

“Then, thank you.”

Thinking this, Song Qingxing reached out, wrapped her arms around the other person’s neck, and with a slight effort, hoisted herself onto Xie Jingcheng’s back.

Xie Jingcheng had long legs and walked quickly. At this time, the crew hadn’t completely dispersed, and when they saw this scene, everyone’s eyes practically popped out of their sockets.

One must know that since Xie Jingcheng entered the entertainment industry, she had always been surrounded by four or five assistants, serving tea, bringing water, and wrapping her in blankets.

No matter how insignificant the matter, someone would always do it for her.

Yet, you couldn’t complain and say she was acting like a diva, because Xie Jingcheng was genuinely dedicated to her acting; she rarely used a stunt double, and she wouldn’t say a word even when wallowing in mud pits.

However, besides being serious about acting, Xie Jingcheng was arrogant and prejudiced towards everything else.

Looking down on things was the norm.

If people called Song Qingxing a diva, then facing Xie Jingcheng, everyone was speechless.

Because she truly was the A-list; there was no ‘acting like’ involved.

But at this moment, Xie Jingcheng was willing to carry someone on her back, and the corners of her mouth were even turned up.

She seemed quite happy to be this person’s servant.

Without needing to guess, one could tell who was on her back. The person’s profile was delicate, and half their face was buried in Xie Jingcheng’s nape.

Their breathing was even, and if one listened closely, they could hear a slight snore, clearly sleeping soundly.

Someone couldn’t help but quietly raise their phone.

Although the Xie family was sensitive about privacy, Xie Jingcheng had publicly announced their relationship on the internet a few days ago. Although people in the industry knew that their relationship seemed to be more about money and desire, the public outside the industry still thought they were genuinely dating.

Everyone in the crew thought Xie Jingcheng’s announcement was mostly a way to assert possession, but looking at it now, she seemed to genuinely like Song Qingxing.

Since they agreed to the official announcement, the Xie family would no longer hide news about their relationship, which meant that this kind of picture could be released.

For the staff on set, capturing some sensational news or video could fetch a good price. Whether it was fans, paparazzi, or other news agencies, they would be willing to pay.

Therefore, when the first person started filming, others understood that this scene was okay to film.

So many people raised their phones. If nothing went wrong, this footage would flow onto the internet again, but it could also prove some people wrong.

At least it proved that the two were genuinely in love.

However, Xie Jingcheng didn’t care. If she truly wanted to be with someone, being too concerned about online comments would be severing the path of love herself.

Countless young couples have broken up or divorced because of this.

After putting the person into the nanny van, Song Qingxing was already sleeping very soundly, with no movement.

“Drive slowly, don’t rush.”

Xie Jingcheng reminded the driver, laying the person flat, allowing Song Qingxing’s cheek to rest on her lap. At this point, she felt she should have been a little heavier.

Having some flesh on her thighs would make it more comfortable to sleep on.

Xie Jingcheng was always thinking about irrelevant things.

The warm breath brushed over her abdomen, and through the thin shirt, it always sparked unwarranted associations. Xie Jingcheng covered Song Qingxing with a blanket.

She was the type who was afraid of cold but not heat.

She might catch a cold if she got chilly, so even on a summer night, a blanket was a good idea.

The driver drove very slowly indeed, taking twice the usual time to reach the hotel, but because of this, Song Qingxing slept soundly and hadn’t woken up the whole way.

“Miss, I’ll carry her down.”

The driver spoke. The person was sleeping very soundly and would be difficult to carry. He was also concerned about the young lady’s well-being.

“No need.”

Xie Jingcheng shook her head. How could she let someone else carry the person she liked? That would be utterly excessive.

She reached out directly, and Song Qingxing was entirely scooped into her arms, like holding a panda or a cat, with her legs draped over Xie Jingcheng’s waist, slightly swaying.

Seeing this, the driver quickly brought over a coat.

This way, even if they were photographed, it wouldn’t look overly intimate or suggestive.

Entering the hotel was peaceful.

It seemed no one was bothering them.

Xie Jingcheng breathed a sigh of relief and put the person back on the bed. Just as she was about to go shower, she saw Song Qingxing open her eyes blurrily.

“Xie Jingcheng, how did I get to the hotel?”

Song Qingxing’s eyes instantly widened, thinking she had not only unlocked the skill of reincarnation but also the skill of instant transmission.

“Dummy, of course, I carried you back.”

Xie Jingcheng reached out and flicked her forehead. Song Qingxing covered her forehead, vaguely recalling that she had indeed slept on the other person’s back.

But she hadn’t felt anything the entire way.

The bumps of the car, the noise of the crowd—nothing had woken her up.

That was truly strange.

“Then thank you.”

Song Qingxing was a little embarrassed, expressing her thanks awkwardly.

“What, is that the attitude for a thank you?”

It was a rare chance to catch the little rabbit with a favour owed, so of course, Xie Jingcheng would relentlessly demand something. She didn’t think she was a good person anyway.

“Then…”

Song Qingxing took a deep breath, stood up, walked over, and directly reached out to corner the other person against the wall. Humph, she did know a bit of the so-called ‘wall-pinning’ move.

Xie Jingcheng was entirely backed against the wall. Because it wasn’t tile, it wasn’t as cold as the bathroom. Being pressed against the wall like this was truly rare, except for situations in the bathroom.

“What is it?”

“Then I’ll kiss you.”

Song Qingxing lifted Xie Jingcheng’s chin, growing bolder. Although Song Qingxing’s words were flirtatious, she only touched her chin before pulling away.

“That’s not enough.”

Although Xie Jingcheng said this, she didn’t ask for more.

She was already satisfied that the other person’s heart was slowly moving closer to her, proving that sincerity could move mountains.