Chapter 2: Hot Search Just After Rebirth
The hotel's high-end wooden door was closed, and only two people were left in the quiet room. Song Qingxing sat on the high-end cowhide sofa.
The thin pajamas can't hide her graceful figure.
"Tell me, why do you want to be with me?"
Song Qingxing supported her cheek with one hand. After being a nobody for a few years, she was fed up with the boredom of picking her feet at home and the contempt from her agent.
Now, I am Niu Hulu Qingxing.
What's the point of so-called love? It's better to pray to the God of Wealth.
However, Song Qingxing's God of Wealth is not in the temple, but in Xie Jingcheng, who is far away in the sky and right in front of her. The other party has an invincible family background. Perhaps if she just acts coquettishly and asks for some big resources, she will not become obscured so quickly.
Instead, she can always stay in the position of a popular flower.
"I like your type. Your lips look so kissable."
Xie Jingcheng was halfway through her speech when she suddenly reached out to adjust the frame of her glasses before continuing. Her voice was slightly cold and mixed with some shyness.
Xie Jingcheng sat down, glanced at the wine bottle on the table, was stunned for a moment, seemed to be unable to bear it, and took the hotel's tissue.
Start wiping slowly.
Wow, this guy is also a germaphobe.
Although she looked down on these children from aristocratic families who only knew how to use money to bully others, Song Qingxing now had no choice but to bow down for a few pieces of silver.
"I can consider your request."
Song Qingxing spoke slowly, but felt surprised in her heart. She didn't expect that Xie Jingcheng, who was so arrogant in front of others, could speak so politely in private.
"You really promised?"
Xie Jingcheng was a little surprised. He looked down at the small leather watch on his wrist. He didn't expect that the person who had refused to give in a few days ago would change his mind today.
"Is there anything I can't agree to? However, I have a request."
Song Qingxing stared at the other person and thought for a moment.
"You can't play that kind of sick game."
Xie Jingcheng threw the tissue into the trash can. After being diluted by the tissue, the bright wine turned a light pink.
"Song Qingxing, do I look like that kind of person?"
Xie Jingcheng found it funny, but nodded anyway.
Just as the two were about to continue their conversation, there was a knock on the door.
"Miss, you can't go in."
The bodyguard was pulling a delicate girl, but the other party was trying hard to break in through the door. Because she had a spare room card in her hand, she could swipe the door open in one go.
The bodyguards were stunned, not expecting they couldn't stop him.
No matter how strong he was, he couldn't resist the key in the other person's hand that could be used to swipe open the door.
"Sister Song, there are more than a dozen paparazzi squatting outside the door, all here to take pictures of you!"
The young assistant's voice was flustered. He glanced and found Xie Jingcheng sitting at the table. He was holding a tissue in his hand and carefully wiping the red wine residue between his fingers.
She had just wiped the table, so there was inevitably some stickiness between her fingers and the gaps.
Yu Zhi’s eyes widened, and his hands were shaking as he pushed the door open.
No way?
Xie Jingcheng wouldn't force Song Qingxing onto the bed and do this and that, would he?
I still remember last night, Song Qingxing kept complaining to Yu Zhi, and Xie Jingcheng looked at her like a hungry wolf staring at a rabbit.
What's especially shameless is that they proposed the ridiculous act of exchanging resources for an underground lover.
"Yu Zhi, I can't stand it anymore. I'm moving out of the hotel tomorrow!"
"I thought only men with money were lustful, but I didn't expect Xie Jingcheng to be so lustful too. If she really likes it, she can just kiss him in front of the mirror."
"She's not ugly anyway, why does she have to pester me?"
The reason why Yu Zhi, the young assistant, is so successful is because he can flatter Song Qingxing.
"Sister Song, you're right. Xie Jingcheng is so shameless to have any feelings for you. She's just a washed-up actress, how can she be as famous as you!"
"If it weren't for the resources my family provided, I would have fallen to the 18th tier long ago."
The two of them played crickets together for a long time yesterday. Xie Jingcheng didn't leave the hotel until after midnight when Song Qingxing wanted to have a beauty sleep.
I rushed over early this morning and after only a few steps, I found that the grass in the hotel was loose, so I walked over to take a look.
Good job!
A dense row of paparazzi, all wearing camouflage uniforms and holding cannons, were lying there, aiming at the hotel rooms.
This is clearly an attempt to capture the moment.
There was only one celebrity staying in this hotel. It went without saying that the paparazzi wanted to capture Song Qingxing. Song Qingxing was an idol and transformed herself after starring in several popular ancient costume dramas.
She has already become a top-tier traffic star.
He has received many endorsements from big brands, and even well-known directors are shamelessly asking for cooperation.
Yu Zhi hurriedly put on a mask and rushed to the hotel room. When he arrived at the door of Song Qingxing's VIP room, he saw a burly bodyguard.
Suddenly my heart felt cold.
She thought of the toilet news she had seen on the Internet.
#Xie Jingcheng's superb Miss#
#Do you know Xie Jingcheng's background? You can't afford to offend him! #
He suddenly became anxious, fearing that Song Qingxing was being coerced, so he rushed into the room in a hurry, and ended up seeing this scene.
Song Qingxing's clothes were disheveled, and Xie Jingcheng was wiping his fingers with a tissue in his hand. Yu Zhi's pupils trembled, and his eyes moved slightly downwards to see the densely packed papers in the trash can.
Some are still pink.
I suddenly felt hopeless.
No way?
Could it be that Sister Song was really ruined by that beast Xie Jingcheng?
"Your assistant?"
Xie Jingcheng couldn't remember everyone's appearance, not because she was face-blind, but because she didn't bother to remember.
"Hmm... ahem."
Song Qingxing was a little embarrassed and coughed once or twice.
"There are paparazzi, there are paparazzi. Why are you so anxious? I haven't done anything harmful. If they are photographed, then they are photographed."
Yu Zhi blinked.
"Sister Song, do you really want to be on the trending search?"
Hot search?
In her previous life, Song Qingxing didn’t even bother to be on the trending searches because she could easily create hype.
After living her life over again, she also understood that heat is like a shooting star, almost fleeting, and anything that can maintain heat is useless.
You should grasp it yourself.
If she didn't have money, Song Qingxing wouldn't be able to pay off her mother's medical expenses or her father's debts.
It was precisely because she didn't want to be harassed by debt collectors that she chose to play the role of a vicious stepmother, a role she had never played before.
"Why is it trending? Did I kill someone or set a fire?"
Yu Zhi couldn't understand why Song Qingxing's attitude changed so quickly, but he didn't dare to act rudely in front of Xie Jingcheng.
After all, I'm just a worker.
Praise the boss in front of the boss, turn a deaf ear to capital, and work hard.
This is the secret to her being able to keep her job as an assistant.
"Of course there will be rumors. Sister Song, you know that fans nowadays are very wild. The male and female celebrity pairing is no longer popular. Now it's more popular to have male and female partners."
After saying that, Yu Zhi looked at Xie Jingcheng rather embarrassedly.
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