The Cold and Distant Actress is Too Obsessive - Chapter 51

Zhou Lianghui stepped out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, his hair damp and dripping, exuding an air of weariness.

After all, the director had messed things up.

His original plan was to make Xu Youyan feel humiliated, trapped in memories of the past, and eventually suffer a mental breakdown.

According to the rumors he had heard, during the time Xu Youyan was being cyberbullied, she had severe suicidal tendencies.

Unfortunately, she had slowly recovered over time.

But if he could make her relapse into that state, it would undoubtedly be the best outcome for Zhou Lianghui.

Yet, at the critical moment, Bo Zhoucheng had rushed in to save the day.

Zhou Lianghui’s eyes darkened. Bo Zhoucheng could only be his.

Pushing open the bedroom door, he saw a woman sitting nervously on the edge of the bed, her legs pressed tightly together.

“Look up,” Zhou Lianghui said coldly.

The woman raised her head. Her features carried a hint of aloofness, resembling someone, though not perfectly.

But,

It would do.

“Zhoucheng,” Zhou Lianghui knelt down and took her hand. “I will bring you back to me. I will make it happen. Wait for me.”

The woman trembled violently, sensing that the man before her might have some mental issues. But,

For what she needed, she endured it.

There was a time when Zhou Lianghui was deeply unhappy. His mother had passed away, and within just a few months, his father had remarried.

His mood was like a powder keg, ready to explode at any moment.

Anyone who mentioned his stepmother would provoke him to the point of wanting to punch them.

He often caused trouble because of it, until one day, the person he attacked fought back, and shards of glass pierced his palm.

The pain was excruciating.

When Bo Zhoucheng found Zhou Lianghui in the alley, she instinctively furrowed her brows.

“Come with me to the infirmary,” her cold voice rang out from above as she pulled him along, taking him back to the medical room.

The teacher on duty was nowhere to be found.

Bo Zhoucheng began rummaging through the supplies, finding cotton balls and antiseptic to stop the bleeding.

To teach him a lesson, she deliberately used a solution that would sting the wound. Watching him grit his teeth in pain, she nodded in satisfaction.

“Now you know what pain feels like,” she said. “It’s the stupidest thing to let someone’s words drive you to this state.”

Even though he was the one injured, Bo Zhoucheng showed no mercy in her words, completely disregarding his condition.

Yet, Zhou Lianghui cried.

At that time, his father’s attention was entirely on his stepmother. Only Bo Zhoucheng cared about him.

She was like a cold, distant moon, the object of his longing for so many years.

But now, she had been effortlessly taken away by someone else, and Xu Youyan didn’t even seem to cherish her properly.

Even the slightest injury required Bo Zhoucheng’s comfort.

This drove Zhou Lianghui to the brink of madness.

Because Bo Zhoucheng had never spoken to him in that tone before. The difference between love and indifference was painfully clear.

As the memories faded, Zhou Lianghui slowly sat up. His phone had been ringing repeatedly, likely with important messages.

He opened it and saw a photo.

Bo Zhoucheng was sitting on a sofa, the background suggesting a villa setting. Her collar was slightly disheveled, and her face and neck were covered in countless lipstick marks.

It was as if she had accidentally stumbled into a crowd of women.

[Where did you get this photo?]

Zhou Lianghui examined it carefully it didn’t look photoshopped at all, more like an original image.

[Brother Zhou, don’t get mad when I tell you.]

[This was posted by Xu Youyan on her Moments. Although it was only up for a few seconds before she quickly deleted it, quite a few people managed to screenshot it.]

To be honest, anyone with eyes could tell it was a show of affection.

Not long ago, the two of them had been caught on camera, and the incident had stirred up quite a buzz online. Generally, actors would start keeping their distance to avoid suspicion, but instead of doing that, they had become even more brazen.

[Bo Zhoucheng can’t be with you anymore. I heard she was discussing the engagement with your father not long ago she wants to call it off.]

The other person was still trying to comfort him, but Zhou Lianghui couldn’t process a single word.

His fingers clenched tightly around his phone, nearly crushing it.

No, he couldn’t let go!

Just as Bo Zhoucheng had said, unless he died, there was no way!

Fortunately, the photo only circulated within a small circle, and no one dared to spread it further.

Bo Zhoucheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

They played cards for a while longer. Afraid of ending up with a face full of marks again, Bo Zhoucheng held back and rarely let her win.

Xu Youyan had no luck in the second half of the game and grew somewhat discouraged.

“Alright, it’s time to go to bed.”

Bo Zhoucheng glanced at the clock. It was getting late, and it was time to wrap up the game.

“Mm.”

Before taking a shower, Bo Zhoucheng used makeup remover to wipe off the lipstick marks.

She let out a long sigh of relief finally, she didn’t look like a flirtatious mess anymore.

Bo Zhoucheng changed into a lightweight, silky nightgown. She wasn’t particularly fond of flashy clothes; most of her outfits were simple and understated.

After coming out, she dried her hair.

Bo Zhoucheng noticed that her assistant had sent over some scripts, but she wasn’t in the mood to look at them.

At the very least, she wanted to rest properly for the next few days before considering which script to choose.

That was just how Bo Zhoucheng was, when she worked, she gave it her all, but during her rest time, no one could disturb her.

Just as she was telling her assistant not to send any messages for the next few days, the other bathroom door opened.

Steam drifted out from the gap, and Bo Zhoucheng looked up to see Xu Youyan in a black nightgown.

The nightgown was far too sheer.

Bo Zhoucheng only glanced once before she couldn’t bring herself to look again, lowering her head and pretending to fiddle with the hairdryer casually.

“Yanyan, let me dry your hair for you.”

Xu Youyan obediently walked over and crouched slightly so Bo Zhoucheng could dry her hair.

“About the photo…”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to post it earlier. I just accidentally tapped it.”

After thinking it over, Xu Youyan felt she needed to apologize for the incident.

After all, the person involved didn’t want it uploaded, yet she had still recklessly posted it.

“It’s fine.”

Bo Zhoucheng didn’t mind, her fingers gently combing through Xu Youyan’s black hair to help the strands dry more thoroughly.

“If they saw it, they saw it. They wouldn’t dare spread that photo around.”

After all, no matter what, Bo Zhoucheng still had her entire company backing her. Anyone thinking of buying trending topics to spread rumors would have to weigh the cost.

That director had already been blacklisted within the industry by the Bo family in collaboration with several other allied companies.

Now, no one dares to hire him anymore.

Even making films has become extremely difficult for him, forcing him to sell his house and car to raise funds.