The Seductive Beauty Breaks the Insecure Bottom Script [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 8

He Wang was jolted back to his senses by these words, feeling a long-absent sense of embarrassment.

Ah…

Thinking carefully, Song Mingjiao indeed did not know him; it was entirely his own one-sided secret crush.

He Wang coughed uncomfortably, trying his best to salvage his image in front of Song Mingjiao.

Song Mingjiao raised his head, looking at He Wang with curiosity.

The man was nearly a head taller than him, with a handsome face and well-defined features. He looked somewhat familiar, yet Song Mingjiao was certain he had never met this man before.

Thus, he had asked that heart-stabbing question. He didn’t feel any particular gratitude toward He Wang for breaking up the confrontation; rather, he took it as a matter of course.

After all, in Song Mingjiao’s mind, this was merely a little interlude he had stirred up out of boredom. Even without He Wang, it wouldn’t have affected his ability to resolve the trouble.

The man’s hand was still wrapped around Song Mingjiao’s waist. Song Mingjiao felt a bit itchy and shifted back and forth a few times; his slender waist felt as though it could be encircled by a single hand.

Seeing that He Wang was staring at him intently, Song Mingjiao knitted his brows unhappily and said, “You haven’t answered my question yet. Why are you helping me, and who are you?”

“We—”

We’ve met.

He Wang wanted to say this, but then he remembered that Song Mingjiao surely wouldn’t want anyone to know about the time he was secretly crying in the lounge.

That was a secret belonging only to him and Song Mingjiao.

So, He Wang cleared his throat. As if only just realizing he was still holding Song Mingjiao, he gentlemanly stepped back to create some distance between them, then gave a rather formal self-introduction:

“My name is He Wang. I’ve acted in films such as Before the Rain Falls. Not long ago, I won the Best Actor award at the Star-Goat Awards. Adding them all up, I suppose you could call it a Grand Slam, and there’s also…”

As He Wang introduced himself, he casually listed the various major acting awards he had won, subtly belittling those without acting skills.

Song Mingjiao found it somewhat bizarre. This man was like a peacock spreading its feathers, recounting his family history in front of him.

Wait, he only asked for a name, right?

Who asked about all that other stuff?

Thus, Song Mingjiao said with an innocent yet earnest expression, “He Wang? Never heard of him.”

The other artists nearby were pretending to be busy, but in reality, they were focusing all their attention on the movement between Song Mingjiao and He Wang. Someone whispered in discussion:

“Is there really someone who doesn’t know He Wang? He’s a Grand Slam Triple Gold Best Actor!”

“You just don’t get it. Teacher He is getting older, after all. These young kids nowadays like ‘Little Fresh Meat’ idols. My seven-year-old niece doesn’t recognize him either.”

“Sigh, he’s not even thirty and he’s already an ‘old senior.’ If I wait another two years, won’t I also lose touch with the tastes of the youth? How cruel.”

He Wang, worthy of his title as Best Actor, remained unfazed even after being told to his face that he wasn’t recognized. “Then we can consider ourselves acquainted now. Meeting today is fate. This is my ”

He Wang was just about to pull out the business card he had prepared long ago, but before he could speak, he was interrupted.

Zhang Xuanzhan, who had been gnashing his teeth for a while, finally found an opportunity under Song Mingjiao’s meaningful glance. He squeezed into the conversation between the young CEO and He Wang, speaking in a very businesslike manner:

“Teacher He, it’s your turn. Our President attaches great importance to this endorsement.”

The implication was: stop wasting time.

Song Mingjiao nodded repeatedly behind him.

Yes, yes, exactly! He attached great importance to this endorsement!

He was very satisfied with today’s “show.” It turned out people in the entertainment industry were quite fun; previously, his perspective had truly been limited by Mo Qinanan.

Song Mingjiao stood where he was with his back to the door, and therefore did not notice that Mo Qinan had already come out. Mo Qinan was the one who had talked with Chenxing Group for the longest time.

Although this was entirely because Song Mingjiao’s subordinates were unwilling to let Mo Qinan disturb Song Mingjiao’s “stage,” in the eyes of others, it appeared that Mo Qinan had the greatest hope of securing the endorsement.

Having had his fill of fun with this outing, Song Mingjiao finally remembered the official business of the endorsement. Just as he was pondering, he was suddenly blocked by someone again.

What is wrong with this person!

Driven by some unknown thought, even though He Wang knew the relationship between Mo Qinan and Song Mingjiao, he instinctively blocked the view, not wanting Mo Qinan to know that Song Mingjiao had come here.

He Wang nearly ground his back teeth in secret. Sure enough, Song Mingjiao had still come to find Mo Qinan.

“I’ll see you out first,” He Wang said, masking his selfish motives under the guise of concern.

Standing to the side, Zhang Xuanzhan was already driven to the brink of madness by jealousy as he watched Song Mingjiao chatting happily with yet another star. Seeing that the man intended to take Song Mingjiao away, he could barely maintain his composure.

But Song Mingjiao had already given him a slight shake of the head. Zhang Xuanzhan had no choice but to give up his interference, watching helplessly as He Wang led Song Mingjiao away.

Song Mingjiao followed obediently behind He Wang and walked out.

He wanted to see what this man actually intended to do.

They didn’t encounter anyone along the way. This was natural; his reliable secretary would have settled such matters.

Outside, the sun was already beginning to sink in the west, casting a warm halo over people.

Walking behind He Wang, Song Mingjiao looked at the man’s long shadow and felt playful. He stepped lightly and precisely onto He Wang’s shadow, following him step by step, having a wonderful time.

Unexpectedly, He Wang came to a sudden halt. Song Mingjiao couldn’t brake in time and nearly crashed into He Wang’s back.

His fun interrupted, Song Mingjiao looked up at He Wang with a hint of reproach in his eyes.

He Wang had clearly noticed Song Mingjiao’s playfulness just now. He looked at Song Mingjiao with a complex expression and spoke:

“You many people in the entertainment industry are extremely calculating. You should be careful.”

Song Mingjiao let out a very soft nasal sound of confusion.

What? Did he look like such a fool that he needed to be reminded of these things?

Little did he know that in He Wang’s heart, he felt that although Song Mingjiao was successful in his career, he was ultimately young. He was still at an age where he played at stepping on shadows; he was inexperienced and most easily deceived by the honeyed words of those in the entertainment circle.

Song Mingjiao let out a soft laugh. He stood slightly on his tiptoes and leaned close to He Wang’s ear. With breath as fragrant as orchids, he said:

“In that case, how does one distinguish those with ulterior motives? Teacher He, won’t you teach me?”

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