Chapter 43 Abandoning Reason

Su Yuqing considered Lu Zhao's possible reactions.

In front of him, she cultivated the image of a fellow traveler who "shines for dreams" and "has a sincere passion for acting."

For someone who loves acting to the core to suddenly express the idea of ​​giving up, that must be a big deal, right?

Even if Lu Zhao isn't as warm towards her as he was at the beginning these past few years, he should at least ask her "What's wrong?" or "What happened?"

She had already quickly prepared her next words in her mind, ready to smoothly bring up her predicament, but she never expected:

"Miss Ling? Who? Ling Wei?"

The voice on the other end of the phone sounded visibly surprised, with the faint beeping of a car navigation system in the background: "Why are you suddenly bringing her up?"

Su Yuqing was speechless.

Could she say that because she auditioned for roles in the same production crew as Ling Wei in her previous life based on her memories, she was afraid that Ling Wei would return to acting, and therefore she had been observing her intentionally or unintentionally?

As far as she knew, Lu Zhao and Ling Wei had only worked together on the same variety show. Wasn't his reaction... a bit too much?!

A strong sense of unease gripped her, and she even felt a faint regret for bringing it up and subtly putting her down, disrupting her rhythm.

The good news is that Lu Zhao didn't seem inclined to delve deeper, but the bad news is what he said to her next...

On Ling Wei's side, the system found the source of the fluctuation and told her that Su Yuqing had called Lu Zhao.

Ling Wei suddenly stood up. She had made a mistake!

That idiot is currently a top star at the height of his popularity. Whether he can actually provide resources for Su Yuqing is another matter, but if he suddenly decides to cooperate with Su Yuqing in creating a scandal... wouldn't that woman be able to take off on her own fame just by riding that wave of popularity?!

The thought of this possibility made Ling Wei extremely regretful.

If I had known we were in the nanny van that day, I wouldn't have slapped him.

At least... we should wait until this matter is settled before slapping him.

As she hurriedly bent down to put on her shoes, she urgently ordered in her mind: "Commander! Quick! Tell me Lu Zhao's current location immediately! I must..."

Before she could finish speaking, she had already flung open the door.

"—Weiwei, Lu Zhao is right here..."

The system's prompts are perfectly synchronized with the door opening action.

At the entrance, a man wearing loose-fitting delivery uniforms, a hat pulled low over his shoulders, and a mask covering his face, revealing only his eyes, stood quietly.

Ling Wei couldn't stop in time and crashed headfirst into his arms.

Instead of dodging, the man stretched out his long arm and pulled her into a tight embrace.

Ling Wei looked up and met those familiar eyes. Without thinking, she reflexively raised her hand—

"Smack!"

The crisp sound of a slap echoed in the hallway.

The system then weakly completed the second half of the sentence:

"...right at the door."

...

The door slammed shut behind me.

The man took off his baseball cap and tossed it onto the shoe cabinet, revealing a head of black hair slightly damp with sweat.

The gray-orange delivery uniform he wore did not conceal his figure; instead, due to the sweat, some parts clung slightly to his body, outlining the powerful shoulder line.

He pulled down his mask, revealing an excessively handsome face, with a few fresh red marks still remaining on his cheeks.

He seemed completely unconcerned, as if he had long been accustomed to this way of "greeting," simply looking at her quietly with his amber eyes, his gaze filled with an almost docile focus.

However, the person in his eyes was too busy to pay attention to him. Ling Wei was secretly closing the door with a heavy heart and drawing the curtains tightly shut.

Just kidding, if she were photographed by paparazzi, she'd probably know just how many ways there are to write the word "death".

Lu Zhao: "..."

After thoroughly inspecting the surroundings like a counter-surveillance operative, Ling Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked him, "The top star is now also delivering packages? That's quite a wide range of businesses."

Lu Zhao said with a hint of frustration, "You're ignoring me."

"If I ignore you, you resort to this fake visit?" Ling Wei was almost amused by his logic. "Lu Zhao, what's the difference between you and those perverted stalkers?"

Lu Zhao pursed her lips slightly and said aggrievedly, "I just want to make things clear face to face."

"Okay!" Ling Wei plopped down on the sofa, arms crossed. "Go ahead and tell me."

It's good that he's delivered himself to her door; it saves her the trouble of finding another way to ask him about Su Yuqing.

After saying that, she gestured with her chin towards him: "Sit."

Lu Zhao didn't sit down. Instead, he took a few steps closer to her and then knelt down on one knee.

This posture instantly broke the safe distance, forcing Ling Wei to lean back slightly.

At the same time, her heart also felt a little itchy.

The two were very close. The zipper on his collar had slipped down a little further, revealing more of his neck and the recessed collarbone. Fine beads of sweat covered his skin, which gleamed with an ambiguous, moist sheen in the dim indoor light.

She rents an old-style apartment building in the city center without an elevator, so he climbed six flights of stairs to get up here, which is why he's sweating.

So you sweat so easily? Does that mean you'll have to change the sheets in certain situations...?

You idiot! What nonsense are you thinking!

Ling Wei silently berated herself, shaking her head to try and clear her mind of the jumbled thoughts.

Lu Zhao looked up at her as she spoke, and from this angle, his Adam's apple was particularly clear.

Ling Wei didn't hear a single word.

She swallowed unconsciously, and asked the system in confusion, "Why is it that even though I really resent him kissing me without permission and acting like a pervert, now looking at him like this, especially with the slap mark I just gave him on his face..."

I actually find him... both pitiful and delicious?

System: "Because you are an S."

Ling Wei: "..."

Don't tell me, you really shouldn't tell me.

"...So, could you please stop being so cold to me?" The self-analysis on the other end seemed to have ended, but she really hadn't listened to it at all.

Ling Wei had no choice but to reach out and pinch his chin.

In Lu Zhao's bewildered gaze, she mischievously lifted his chin, forcing his gaze to be fixed on her.

“Say it again,” she said, her eyes lowered, her gaze condescending and scrutinizing, like a queen listening to a subject’s plea, her tone languid yet commanding, “I didn’t hear you clearly.”

Lu Zhao felt as if his skin had been electrocuted by her fingertips, his blood rushed silently, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

In a hoarse voice, he obediently repeated what he had just said:

"I'm saying, from now on, you'll be my top priority. I won't bring you people or things you don't like anymore. So... could you please stop being so cold to me?"

Hmm? That sounds much better now.

"And what about your sister Yuqing?"

“Sister Yuqing…” Lu Zhao started speaking subconsciously, then immediately corrected himself, “Sister Su, she did help me in the early days of my career, and I will repay this kindness in an appropriate way.”

He looked at Ling Wei with sincere eyes and continued, "Also, about the campus forum that you mentioned to me three years ago... I looked into it."

He gave her a helpless smile: "You're right."

Then, his voice lowered: "However, even if you're not right, I still want to choose you over her."

"What should I do? I don't want to reason with you."