Ling Qianhe waited for the nurse's permission before visiting Lin Mucui in her ward.
He stood by the bedside.
His tall figure cast a long shadow over the bed. He silently gazed at Lin Mucui's face, and after a moment, turned to leave.
Only after he left did Lin Mucui open her eyes.
She was utterly confused.
She didn't quite understand.
What this man was thinking.
…
Outside the hospital, a throng of reporters was already waiting.
Her agent had called Ling Qianhe several times, emphatically instructing him to use the underground parking garage to avoid being cornered by reporters on the road.
He hung up after listening and opened his phone. Standing outside the ward, he was flipping through Lin Mucui's actor profile card.
She was twenty-five this year.
She entered the industry in her senior year of college. In just four years, she had already starred as the female lead in seven or eight dramas and was highly sought after in the industry.
However, her personality was noble, and her temper was stubborn.
She did not attend any banquets and disliked any interaction with investors, which led to her being severely suppressed. Originally, the role of the female lead in this drama was arranged for her, but overnight, news of her being pregnant before marriage spread.
The investors completely abandoned her.
Her company also terminated her contract.
Aside from one female lead who had always followed her, she lost everything overnight.
Ling Qianhe actually knew that he had a hand in this. He wanted her to lose everything, wanted her to beg for mercy, but he hadn't expected her to be so unyielding!
Carrying his child in her womb.
She'd rather go to places like Huanxiao,
Pouring tea for old men,
Than give him even a glance.
Fine!
Very fine!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
Outside the hospital, reporters waited for Ling Qianhe to emerge.
He, meanwhile, was walking down the hospital corridor, scrolling through his phone and reading posts online claiming he would absolutely not be interested in a pregnant woman with a child as a burden. He pursed his lips.
At the banquet, the woman with her hair styled in clouds and her waist like a willow was clearly provoking him—
Yet she wanted to use him for his seed and then run.
Moreover, she actually refused to acknowledge his identity!
Ten years ago, she was the one who abandoned him first!
Ling Qianhe's eyes darkened.
Back then, he had been sent to a manor to recuperate by his family. She was studying Kunqu opera under a renowned Kunqu master who lived in seclusion. The girl, two years older than him, always looked at him with her eyes darting around, singing opera.
He found the girl extremely noisy.
He wished he could throw a pebble at her.
But this young girl completely disregarded his scowling face.
Over time—he grew accustomed to seeing her.
Later, he was kidnapped and bound together with her.
She took off her jacket to shield him from the wind, saying he was like a younger brother and that she should naturally take more care of him. They were locked up for three days, and by the end, they had no water. He almost died there, but the young girl gently sang to him.
Later, when he returned to his family, he could no longer find her.
She became the "Little Goddess of Luo" in the entertainment industry.
Yet, she treated him with indifference.
She wanted to be the unattainable beauty in the industry, not even acknowledging him!
Thinking of this.
He couldn't help but grind his teeth—
If someone hadn't drugged her drink back then, would she have ever submitted to him?
She just wanted to pick someone reasonably pleasing to her to alleviate the effects of the drug…
She truly had no feelings for him in her heart!
Even being pushed to this point, she had never thought of asking him for help. Why was she so stubborn— what right did she have to be so stubborn?
Ling Qianhe felt a sharp pain in his chest.
He reached out to cover his chest when he heard the sound of a shutter. A paparazzi, bold as brass, was secretly taking photos of him from the opposite building.
He coldly raised his head, then turned, and walked towards the elevator.
…
"Mr. Ling…"
"I heard there was an accident on the film set."
"Actress Ms. Lin Mucui was rushed to the hospital. Someone photographed you carrying her into the car…"
"May I ask, what is your relationship with her…"
The reporters were eager to dig for answers.
Ling Qianhe, still maintaining his usual indifferent and distant demeanor, did not hesitate and said:
"I am her husband."
"Of course, I would send her to the hospital."
All the reporters present were dumbfounded.
Were they hearing things?
What had they heard?
Although this was big news,
It was so earth-shattering that they couldn't even believe their ears. Each of them doubted if they had misheard!
"Mr. Ling… you…"
"What did you say?"
"Could you repeat what you just said?"
"Whose husband are you?"
"Miss Lin… she's married?"
"She's married to you?"
"But Miss Lin is pregnant…"
The reporters descended into chaos.
Their eyes widened in disbelief, unable to trust their own ears. Faced with the reporters' frenzied questions, Ling Qianhe remained unfazed, his expression unchanged, speaking in an extremely calm tone.
He calmly announced the news that so stunned the reporters.
"She's pregnant, I know that, of course."
"Because the child she's carrying is mine."
Reporters: "…"
Oh my!
Is this news that can be made public?
Is this…
News that can be released to the public?
The reporters went mad. This was the most shocking thing they had ever encountered!
The top film emperor and the infamous female celebrity— if this news were released, wouldn't the fans completely collapse?
They would be devoured by the fans!
Ling Qianhe was clearly someone who wouldn't care about the reporters' lives.
He nodded slightly, his expression still calm and composed.
Then Ling Qianhe said:
"That's all I have to say."
"By the way, she's fine. Both mother and child are safe."
"I'm taking her home now."
"Next, she will rest and recuperate. She might withdraw from the entertainment industry temporarily. As for whether she will accept scripts after her return, that will depend on her wishes."
"If anyone is interested in casting her in a film, they can submit their scripts to her."
"She will be transferred to my management company."
The news Ling Qianhe dropped, one more shocking than the last!
The reporters had all turned into stunned geese.
Ling Qianhe's words— what did this… what did this mean?
Submitting scripts to him…
Those who wanted to cast Lin Mucui in a film could submit scripts to him.
Wait a minute!
Was he not joking?
Was Lin Mucui really his wife?
"Then do you… do you have a marriage certificate?"
Ling Qianhe nodded.
"Of course."
Once his wife was discharged, he'd drag her to get it officially registered!