Chapter 1: Thank you for the invitation. I already have a boyfriend, who is more handsome than him.
Of course I'm proud. I have ambition, flowers, wind, love, and sunshine. I grow wildly, and I am the moon myself.
—An Interview with Actress Song Ying
#Song Ying's mistress
#Song Ying's Night Meeting with Shen Linzhou Photographed
#Song Ying interferes in Jiang Yueyao's relationship and Shen Linzhou is sunk
The moment Song Ying opened her eyes, she was jolted awake by three prominent trending topics on social media.
Marketing accounts seized upon a blurry, unedited photo and made a big fuss about it. Apart from a few pitiful fans trying to explain, the comments section was filled with insults directed at her.
?
A tiny head, a big question mark.
Shen Linzhou was the male lead in the first drama she filmed after her comeback. The two of them filmed scenes together for less than ten days in total. How did this happen to her?
Exiting the interface, Song Ying prepared to post a Weibo to clarify, only to see another topic trending on Weibo.
#Jiang Yueyao posted
I clicked on it at random and found a short, tearful essay.
In short, she and Shen Linzhou had been in a relationship for four years, and Shen Linzhou had always cherished her. This time, the photos were taken because Shen Linzhou, as a senior, was looking after a newcomer, but unintentionally gave someone an opportunity to take advantage of the situation. Out of consideration for their long-standing relationship, she was willing to believe Shen Linzhou.
"How foolish! There's only the difference between cheating zero times and cheating countless times."
After casually making a comment, Song Ying shook her head and was about to leave when she suddenly realized—wait, is this a yin-yang act against her?
Her short temper flared up, and just as she was about to start arguing, a hand suddenly reached out from the side, pulled her into an embrace, and knocked her phone away.
A wave of hot breath washed over Song Ying as she was tightly embraced by a strong arm. The other person's furry head rubbed against her face, making a husky, sexy sound as if they were still half asleep.
"Sweetie, sleep a little longer."
Sleep? How can I sleep like this?
Remove the hand from her body, and Song Ying bent over to reach for her phone on the ground. Her seaweed-like curly hair cascaded down, making her skin appear as white as jade.
I only realized it after I got it.
Oops, I accidentally liked Jiang Yueyao's Weibo post.
[Song Ying, the mistress, is too arrogant! She doesn't speak up and even likes posts from the real woman?]
[I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone this shameless! My childhood memories of her are shattered. Song Ying, get out of the entertainment industry!]
Cancellation was impossible. At that moment, that large hand reached out again, carrying the grievance of being neglected, both coquettish and haughty.
"I'm more fun than my phone... I'll sleep a little longer..."
Song Ying held her phone high to prevent it from being knocked away again. Suddenly remembering something, she sat up abruptly and patted the face of the man next to her.
"Wake up! Come on, yes, look at the camera!"
Click—
With a click, the photo was in hand.
Thirty seconds later, Song Ying posted on Weibo.
[Thanks for the invitation. I already have a boyfriend, who's more handsome than him.]
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The trending topics exploded.
Song Ying's ears exploded.
Huddled on the sofa, all I could hear was the frantic voice of my agent, Sister Hong, who had stormed into my home.
"Song Ying, you'd better explain this to me clearly! Who exactly is this man?!"
"When did you start seeing a boyfriend behind my back? How far has it gone?!"
"And what's going on between you and Shen Linzhou?!"
One sentence after another, like a roaring lion, made Song Ying involuntarily cover her ears. "Sister Hong, calm down, getting angry is bad for your health."
"You think I'm angry? Don't you know why I'm angry?"
Song Ying quickly got up, poured a glass of warm water, and personally handed it to Sister Hong, coaxing her in a sweet voice, "Drink some water to soothe your throat. I'll tell you what you want to hear slowly, don't be so hard on yourself! And how could I possibly dislike you?"
Hong glared at her fiercely, but eventually sat down after Song Ying coaxed and flattered her.
This person was used to using her beauty to act cute. When she uttered her sweet voice, paired with her angelic face, even a volcano wouldn't dare to erupt, for fear of hurting this porcelain beauty.
She gulped down the water, slammed the cup down on the table, and held on with her last bit of strength.
"Explain this to me right now, word for word!"
Three minutes later.
Hongjie pinched her philtrum, feeling like she was about to pass out.
The good news is that Song Ying and Shen Linzhou are indeed fine.
The bad news is that Song Ying not only has a boyfriend, but they've been dating for three years, and they're even married!
"Don't stop me, I'm going to jump right now!"
Having been an agent for many years, this was the first time she had encountered such a situation—her artists had actually pulled off such a stunt right under her nose.
"Don't you know how short an actress's prime is? You debuted as a child star, with a bright future ahead of you, but then you left the industry to go to school. Now you've finally come back, re-debuting at 24, which is way too late for others. You've only acted in two dramas, and haven't even gotten close to becoming famous, and you're already getting married young? If the media finds out, what good roles will be left for you in the future? Song Ying, Song Ying, you really think I have too much time on my hands!"
"24 years old, isn't that way past the legal marriage age..." Song Ying blinked her bright, watery eyes, feigning weakness, but her words were all just excuses. "Besides, I was just afraid of a messy situation, so I didn't say husband, I said boyfriend..."
"Then I should thank you?" Sister Hong laughed angrily.
"Hehe, you're welcome."
"you……"
"It's the phone, Sister Hong." Song Ying blinked, interrupting Sister Hong with a smile, and pointed to the phone in her hand, "Would you like to answer it first?"
Sister Hong took a deep breath.
The reason for choosing to manage Song Ying was purely because of her exceptionally gifted acting skills as a child. Even though she is now debuting and her age is not an advantage, Sister Hong still chose to take a gamble and became her manager.
In retrospect, she has completely chosen a dead end where every step is fraught with danger.
Despite her anger, Sister Hong remained remarkably calm when it came to work. However, when answering the phone, her expression was enigmatic, and she would occasionally glance at Song Ying, which made one's heart pound.
After hanging up, Sister Hong came over and said, "The director of 'Love Detective' called and asked you to participate as a guest in the filming of their next episode."
Song Ying's eyes lit up. It had been almost a year since her comeback, and she had only acted in two dramas that came with her contract as a gift from the company. Both were supporting roles, and although the roles were good, one was yet to be broadcast and the other was still under review, so she hadn't received much exposure.
During this recent lull in her schedule, Sister Hong has been trying to get her involved in variety shows and scripts, but nothing suitable has come of it yet. She's so bored at home she's practically turning into mold.
As a variety show with decent popularity these days, it's a pleasant surprise that "Love Detective Journey" approached us, even as a guest.
"Don't get too excited. If they're sending you an invitation at this time, there's a 40-90% chance it's because of your Weibo post this morning. They're taking advantage of your popularity to dig up some exclusive scoops."
"Uh-huh."
Song Ying nodded. This was perfectly normal in the industry; it was all about mutual exploitation! Not only that, she added something that Sister Hong hadn't mentioned: "And Jiang Yueyao also participated in this show. The production team is stirring things up; they want to see us tear each other apart."
"You know that's good." Sister Hong liked Song Ying's wit and intelligence the most. "But there's one thing: the other party requires you to bring your boyfriend."
"I refuse!"
Song Ying crossed her arms in front of her chest, a stark contrast to her previous cooperative attitude, and said, "If the production team wants to gossip, I'll tell you everything I know, but if they want my husband to participate in the show, forget it."
It wasn't that Song Ying was being pretentious; rather, she didn't want to disrupt another person's life rhythm.
As a public figure, she doesn't mind revealing whether she has a boyfriend, or whether she's married and has children. But telling others whether she does or doesn't is completely different from bringing the person into the entertainment industry to gain attention for herself.
Even when she posted a clarification on Weibo today, she didn't dare show her husband's full face; she only posted the photo with half of it blurred out.
She wants her to bring people onto the show?
She wants to be famous, but she hasn't reached that point yet.
Hong Jie understands Song Ying's considerations. If it were her, she would also choose to protect her family's privacy, since ordinary people and celebrities have very different levels of acceptance of online information disclosure.
But the problem is...
"Do you know what people are saying online these days?"
Hong Jie opened the Weibo comment section and shoved her phone in front of Song Ying. "Some people are saying you just used a picture from the internet to fill in the gaps, some are saying you're just being stubborn, and some are saying you started with half a picture and made up the whole story. If you can't come up with a boyfriend who's even more handsome than Shen Linzhou, this isn't going to end so easily. I suggest you ask your husband."
"No need to ask him, I can decide." Song Ying remained firm in her stance.
Sister Hong took a deep breath. "Well then, I have one last solution. I'll go back to the company now and find one of the young male celebrities we just signed this year to pretend to be your boyfriend. After the show is over, you two can officially announce your breakup some time later. This way, you'll both have some buzz, and we can also prevent your husband from being exposed—this is the last resort."
"I don't think so."
Before Song Ying could say anything, a slightly cold male voice came through the click of the door opening.
The next moment, a tall figure walked out of the bedroom. His steps were steady, yet they seemed to carry an unsettling hurricane. Step by step, he came to the two of them and reached out his hand to Sister Hong.
"Hello, Qin Shu, Song Ying's husband. I'm willing to appear on camera and accompany her on the show."
It was clearly a greeting upon first meeting, but those shimmering fox eyes held a fierce warning, much like a wolf cub.
Hongjie was startled.
Thinking back to what she had just said, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
However, she was more amazed than embarrassed.
The man before her exuded an aura of charisma. Beneath his finely tousled hair, besides his captivating eyes, he possessed a prominent nose and thin lips, exuding a refined yet wild charm. In all her years in the industry, Sister Hong had never seen such a handsome and uniquely charismatic man.
At that moment, Sister Hong truly believed Song Ying's Weibo post.
Not only that, Sister Hong even channeled her professional instincts, immediately pulling Qin Shu aside to poach him, "Um... Mr. Qin, have you ever considered becoming a star? With your looks and talent, if you entered the industry, you'd definitely rise to the top in time! Shengshi Entertainment has been a force to be reckoned with in the industry these past few years..."
"Sorry, not interested."
Qin Shu withdrew his hand, sat down next to Song Ying, stretched out his long arm, and pulled her into his arms, looking quite domineering.
"Who let you out?" Song Ying seemed to know what he was going to do. She sat up straight, pushed Qin Shu away, and frowned, her beautiful brows furrowing with a hint of anger. "Who gave you permission to come out?"
"If I don't come out soon, you're going to cheat on me..."
The wolf, who was cold and imposing just a moment ago, suddenly softened his tone, his bright fox eyes became misty, and he turned into a docile little wolf, looking at Song Ying with a pitiful expression, his voice filled with grievance and indignation.
Even if it's fake, it's still not acceptable.
Hong Jie, standing beside her, opened her mouth, watching Qin Shu's silky-smooth acting as if the weather had changed instantly, and three words flashed through her mind again:
Sign him!
However, the most pressing matter right now is clearly not about this.
"Well, Ah Ying, since your husband has agreed to participate, I'll go sign the contract with the director first. You two can talk it over. See you later!"
Sister Hong slipped away, leaving the couple to discuss the matter alone.
Two hours later, Song Ying, supporting her back, glared hatefully at the instigator.
"You can participate, but you'll have to explain it to Grandpa yourself tonight."
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