Chapter 100 How many times do you want me to say I don’t love you?

Xie Jingcheng had other things to deal with and couldn't stay on the set for long. But when he left, he glanced at Li Hai with worry and caution.

"What are you afraid of? I'm not interested in him."

Song Qingxing knew what Xie Jingcheng was worried about, so she tried to persuade him. She hoped that he could handle the matter with peace of mind instead of worrying about her.

"I know, but stealing someone's girlfriend is scary too."

Xie Jingcheng said worriedly.

"Don't worry, I don't like that kind of playboy."

Song Qingxing knew more about Li Hai in her previous life. He did have acting skills and soon won the title of Best Actor, becoming famous overnight and gaining countless fans.

But fame comes not only with endorsement money but also with a life of debauchery and extravagance.

Li Hai is a frequent visitor, and there are even rumors in the circle that he is not clean.

Song Qingxing would rather jump into a pool of stinky green water than have any more contact with such a person. Acting skills are acting skills, and character is character. These two points must be separated and cannot be confused.

"Playboy, but I never heard of this nickname when I looked up his information?"

Xie Jingcheng blurted out subconsciously, and then she found that the little rabbit looked at her with a look that said, "You are so scary." So she bit her tongue in frustration. Oops! She even said such words in a hurry.

"Xie Jingcheng, are you still looking up other people's information?"

"I don't want you to know, but now I know..."

Once you say it, you must have the courage to admit it.

Xie Jingcheng turned off his cell phone. If this continued, his earphones would be deafened by the ringing.

"I did check him out. I always felt that he wasn't a good person. He looked at you with those lustful eyes."

Song Qingxing really wanted to say that Xie Jingcheng would occasionally have that kind of expression, but it wasn't a lustful look, but a pure longing.

It's just pure appreciation, without any feeling of staring at all.

She is the type who looks at you shyly and ignorantly, and if you look back at her, she will shyly hide away. However, I used to think she was annoying and didn't want to be noticed by such a young lady from a wealthy family, so I didn't have the taste to appreciate her.

But now if Song Qingxing thinks back carefully, Xie Jingcheng was quite cute at that time.

"Okay, go and deal with things quickly."

"Even if I'm not on set these days, I will take good care of myself."

Xie Jingcheng nodded, turned on his phone and walked away. The number on the other end of the line was still that of an old acquaintance.

"Don't call me. An Wenqing is with you. Let her answer the phone."

Xie Jingcheng chose to ask directly and to his heart's content. Sure enough, the person on the other end of the line snorted in surprise, and then transferred the call to another person.

"Jingcheng, are you finally willing to pay attention to me?"

"Wenqing, I've said this many times. What else do you want me to say? What you're doing now is harassing me, do you know that?"

Even after being slapped and harassed by phone calls, Xie Jingcheng still retained a last bit of tenderness. She didn't want to make things so awkward. After all, the two of them had been friends since childhood, but...

"Do you really hate me?"

An Wenqing's voice was a little choked.

"I don't hate you, but you definitely should break up. I don't love you."

Xie Jingcheng could only explain again and again without getting tired of it, saying that she had done everything she could, and if An Wenqing still couldn't get over it, then there was nothing she could do.

"Don't call me anymore. I'm very tired. I'm filming right now and don't have that much time to bother with you."

Xie Jingcheng's voice was filled with fatigue.

But if you say she is tired, she is not really that tired. She is just annoyed by the endless harassing phone calls.

"you…"

An Wenqing seemed to be still struggling online, unwilling to believe it.

"You don't have to keep talking. I can repeat myself countless times now. I don't love you, but do you think it's a good thing for us to get to this point?"

Xie Jingcheng pressed on step by step, and was determined to break up with her.

"Also, put away your spoiled brat attitude. I'm still willing to talk to you because of our childhood friendship. If you really dare to make a move on Song Qingxing, I don't mind breaking up with you."

"Whether it's my parents, your parents, or my grandma, they can't control me."

This time, Xie Jingcheng's tone was not as gentle as usual, and even had a bit of a fierce tone.

Tears welled up in An Wenqing's eyes. She was still lying on the hospital bed with a bandage on her wrist. Hearing these words, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

But the phone was taken away and the call was hung up rudely.

“Give it back to me!”

An Wenqing reached out to grab her cell phone, but the wound on her wrist was affected. She frowned in pain and then lay back down on the bed.

"Miss, I think you should be aware of your own problems. To treat your own life so lightly is not only disrespectful to the master and the mistress, but also disrespectful to yourself!"

This was the first time Jiang Yiliu got angry, and there seemed to be flames in his eyes, which made people scared at first sight.

"How dare you...how dare you teach me a lesson?"

How absurd! The world has really changed!

It was understandable that Xie Jingcheng scolded him, but this guy was just a bodyguard. What qualifications did he have to order him around?

"Why wouldn't I dare teach you a lesson? Now that the master has given me your custody, I won't let you do such stupid things again, even if the means are unfair."

Even though An's parents love their daughter very much, since it concerns her life safety, they still want to take tougher measures.

"Let me out, I'm going to find Xie Jingcheng and ask him about it!"

An Wenqing still didn't give up. She put her hands on the railing of the bed, as if she wanted to get out of bed.

"Haven't you been humiliated enough last time?"

Jiang Yiliu was really angry and spoke without thinking. He reached out and pinched An Wenqing's delicate and white chin tightly until a mark was left on her chin. Only then did she suddenly wake up from a dream.

It seemed like she had done something quite cruel, but the fierce tone really frightened An Wenqing, who was about to go out and throw a tantrum.

She widened her eyes, a little incredulous.

At this moment, An Wenqing was like a child who lacked discipline. After being yelled at like that, she instantly fell into a state of grievance, with sobs choking in her throat, but she couldn't cry.

Jiang Yiliu felt guilty for a moment, but quickly returned to normal. She knew that she would not be able to intimidate the eldest lady without this method.

There's nothing you can do about it. People like this are born with everything they need, the so-called favored ones from heaven.

So if you can’t get love, will you cry and scream?

"Sorry, I pinched you."

After everyone felt aggrieved for a while, Jiang Yilu finally apologized.

"I don't want your apology."

An Wenqing curled up in the quilt, humming in a wronged voice.

But, she finally forgot what Xie Jingcheng said for a short time. She decided not to take it to heart and rest well for the next few days.