Chapter 3 I'm the Loser

After so many years of debut and fame, Xie Jingcheng has had several couples, but they were all for the promotion of movies, and they have never talked about each other in private.

Song Qingxing doesn't have a CP at all. In her words, I became famous because of my looks, so what's the point of having a CP?

But it turns out that relying on youth to make a living is actually quite miserable.

Once you are over a certain age or your popularity has worn off, even the most awesome person will just become an ordinary person.

Song Qingxing was also lucky. It was her first time to experience the feeling of rebirth. Of course, she could grasp it and must grasp it completely.

"It's okay. I was just acting with my partner in the hotel. I believe no paparazzi would dare to say anything."

Song Qingxing's eyes were as charming as silk, and there was a teasing tone in her look when she looked at people.

"Gokudo girl, aren't you right?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Jingcheng coughed lightly. It seemed that he had to explain those ridiculous rumors on the Internet.

"Song Qingxing, don't overthink it. My father doesn't get involved in those dirty things. Our family runs a clean business."

Song Qingxing: ...

What a pity.

She thought Xie Jingcheng was really some domineering daughter of a wealthy family. If that were the case, there would be fewer people who dared to provoke her.

"But I'm glad you're willing to satisfy my desires."

Xie Jingcheng stood up.

Although she had a good family background and education, she never kept anything to herself. When she saw Song Qingxing for the first time, she had an idea in her mind.

I want to push him onto the bed and kiss him hard.

However, haste makes waste, and things must be done step by step.

It's good to get in touch with it slowly. Xie Jingcheng enjoys this feeling. She started acting when she was very young and has played the role of a love-struck heroine before.

Know what it feels like to like and love.

But I have never been moved once.

"Anyway, I'm not going to attend the promotion until this afternoon, so let my driver take you today."

After Xie Jingcheng finished speaking, he stood up and walked out the door.

Only Song Qingxing and Yu Zhi were left staring at each other.

After he became obscure, Yu Zhi still stayed with Song Qingxing. It was a pity that the salary and benefits of being with a top star and an eighteen-tier star were so different.

Especially since Yu Zhi still had a mortgage to pay off, he couldn't hold on any longer and had to leave Song Qingxing and look for other stars.

Song Qingxing could understand the other party.

I was thinking, if you become rich and powerful, don’t forget me.

Yu Zhi, you have been with me for so long, I will not let you suffer any grievances.

Now follow me to eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks!

Hahaha!

Song Qingxing was actually only 28 or 29 years old when she died. She had been spoiled all her life and still had some childish thoughts.

But she had died once and was unwilling to accept it.

He has also become much calmer and more composed in doing things. Xie Jingcheng once extended an olive branch to him, but he didn't grab it. Now he will hold it tightly in his hands.

You can't let go no matter what.

"Sister Song, didn't you say yesterday that you hated Xie Jingcheng? Why are you so angry with him today..."

Yu Zhi paused in the middle of his speech and cast his gaze towards the paper balls in the trash can, which were soaked in pink liquid.

It's hard not to think wrongly.

Xie Jingcheng is too violent. No wonder no woman wants to be with her.

"What are you thinking, this is red wine."

Song Qingxing was speechless. Yu Zhi usually loved to hold his mobile phone and read novels, the very pornographic kind.

Naturally, you will think in the wrong way.

"Really?"

Song Qingxing was speechless and coughed lightly.

"Don't bring the body of the protagonist of a novel into the real world. It's outrageous."

Who can bleed so much?

That is not a good thing for pleasure at all, but a violent incident.

Song Qingxing changed her clothes as she walked. After a few years, when she saw these brand-name clothes, Song Qingxing felt lost, as if she had become unpopular.

She sold all these brand-name clothes and bags.

There is no way. I can not wear good clothes or eat good food, but I cannot stop paying my father and mother’s debts and medical expenses.

Song Qingxing was the only daughter her parents had, so there was no way she could just leave her alone.

The thin fabric on her body brought out her curvaceous figure. Song Qingxing found her sunglasses and put them on. She supported the sunglasses on her high nose bridge and slightly hooked them with her index finger.

The self in the mirror is still beautiful.

She is much prettier than she will be a few years later. She has not experienced those bad things, has not experienced falling from the peak to the bottom, and has not been stepped on by everyone.

The fine lines at the corners of the eyes disappeared, and the clear and moving almond-shaped eyes were filled with alluring desire, like a pool of spring water.

"Sister Song, why are you crying?"

Yu Zhi turned his head to look, no way?

Although Song Qingxing has always been narcissistic, she wouldn't be moved to tears by her own beauty.

"nothing."

Song Qingxing wiped away her tears with her fingertips. No matter what, she would never let the same mistake happen again.

She wants to be famous!

She's going to be famous!

She wants to remain successful and not fall to the bottom again.

Although she knew there were paparazzi, Song Qingxing no longer chose to wear sunglasses and a mask as before. That's right, she chose the strategy that would get the most barrage traffic.

She was wearing a long dress, only a black mask, and a baseball cap with the brim pulled down, not completely covering her eyebrows and eyes.

What she wants is paparazzi who can find out her feelings in minutes.

When I went out, Xie Jingcheng was still waiting outside. She was dressed casually today, in a silk shirt and black trousers. But because it was a waist-hugging shirt, you could tell at a glance that she was a woman with a great figure.

Xie Jingcheng was stunned for a moment.

"Song Qingxing, you're dressed like this..."

Xie Jingcheng didn't finish his words, but what he meant was that if Song Qingxing dressed like that, paparazzi would chase her around for blocks in no time.

She almost felt like she was afraid that the paparazzi wouldn't recognize her.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Song Qingxing asked.

"No problem, beautiful."

Xie Jingcheng smiled and took off the mask he was about to wear. The two of them walked out of the hotel together. As soon as they left the hotel, they saw flash lights flashing in the bushes.

Song Qingxing: ...

After so many years, these damn paparazzi are still the same.

It’s not surprising that celebrities hide when they see the camera, but these people are like monsters with cameras.

Chasing you and taking pictures endlessly.

There was a car parked in front of the hotel. The driver was in a suit and tie. Song Qingxing looked through the car window.

Wow...he's wearing white gloves, so elegant.

This car is low-key and luxurious, and is Porsche's new SUV.

Before the driver had time to get out of the car, Xie Jingcheng actually stretched out his hand, exerted a little force with his fingers, and the car door opened.

The driver seemed to be stunned in the car.

Miss... Miss, you are opening the car door for someone else yourself!

"Come up, I'll take you to the set first."

Xie Jingcheng leaned against the car door, curling his lips, not caring at all. The two of them might have already topped the entertainment hot search list.

Song Qingxing got in the car.

Xie Jingcheng then got into the car and raised his hand to fasten the seat belt for the other person. The two were so close that they could smell the scent of each other's high-end perfume.

"Xie Jingcheng, I have to film these days, so I may not have time to sleep with you."

Song Qingxing struggled for a moment, but decided to speak frankly.

"What are you thinking?"

"It's me who suffers the most if I stay with you."

Xie Jingcheng shook his head.

"I just wanted to kiss you."