A passing truck driver eventually picked up Ling Qianhe and Lin Mucheng.
The driver shone his lights and let the two of them into the truck.
"Hey, why'd your car break down here? That car must be worth millions. You rich kids just love seeking thrills."
Although the driver didn't follow entertainment news, he recognized Ling Qianhe's extremely handsome face and found it familiar.
"You look like that big star on TV!"
Ling Qianhe replied with a poker face.
"Just similar. People say that often."
He continued to hold Lin Mucheng's hand, and the driver looked on with emotion.
"You rich second-generation types, like a pair of little lovebirds in the wild. Were you looking for thrills in the wilderness, so you stopped your car by the roadside, planning to get passionate inside, but then it broke down?"
"Give the down jacket to the young lady and freeze yourself, I salute you, man!"
Lin Mucheng's eyes widened. What the heck was this? It was all a misunderstanding!
Meanwhile, Ling Qianhe chuckled beside her. He used the down jacket to cover Lin Mucheng's face and said with a straight face,
"My girlfriend is shy. She's embarrassed. It's my fault too, she's just too sweet, and I momentarily forgot the time, causing the car to stall."
Lin Mucheng reached out and hit Ling Qianhe.
He wasn't afraid of being recorded!
If it were recorded and released, would he still be able to be an idol?
Ling Qianhe truly wasn't afraid of anything.
If this girl were really his sister Mucheng, what would it matter if he wasn't a star? He could directly go home and inherit his family fortune and travel the world with her without any fear.
The truck driver was also taken aback, not expecting these young kids to be so bold and have so many tricks up their sleeves. He thought his generation was more pure, without these flashy games.
He cleared his throat, and the truck moved forward, soon arriving at the Lin family villa.
Uncle Li and Lin Cuiping were peering out, waiting anxiously at the entrance.
After all, Lin Mucheng was returning so late, and Lin Cuiping was extremely worried. Seeing her jump down from a strange truck, Ms. Lin Cuiping anxiously hugged her.
"Xiao Ci? Why are you home so late? What kind of car were you in... Whose down jacket are you wearing?"
Her tone grew more flustered with each question, and her pitch rose.
Then, another person walked out from behind Lin Mucheng.
When Lin Cuiping looked up, she almost screamed!
Wasn't this the poster Xiao Ci used to plaster all over her room?
How could a person be walking out?
Bah, bah, what was this guy's name again?
Something about a change box.
Ling Qianhe!
Yes, that was the name.
But a man and a woman alone, why did Xiao Ci go out with him, and why was Xiao Ci wearing his clothes?
Ms. Lin Cuiping almost couldn't resist calling Uncle Li to get his watering can; she wanted to smash this brat to death!
Where was her mop? With a mop handle, she'd beat this brat until his head bled.
Ling Qianhe's sweater was damp from melted snow, making him look soaked, but it couldn't hide his exceptional handsomeness. Lin Cuiping, who had been furious, suddenly froze when she got a clearer look at Ling Qianhe's face up close.
Ling Qianhe's face was simply too handsome.
Before, at the performance venue, she had only seen the broadcast on the big screen, catching a distant glimpse. But seeing him so close, his features were flawless, delivering a powerful impact.
Lin Cuiping was a top-tier face-con herself; otherwise, she wouldn't have been so smitten with Lu Yuanhang back in the day.
Ling Qianhe's appearance was the pinnacle of human handsomeness. She pinched the tiger's mouth on her hand to keep herself from being swayed by his beauty and to stay clear-headed, then sternly questioned him.
"What did you do to our Xiao Ci?"
Lin Mucheng tugged at Ms. Lin Cuiping's sleeve.
"It's nothing, he came to find me for his drama filming and drove me home, but his car broke down halfway."
The truck driver happily chimed in from the side.
"That car is worth a lot of money! And the license plate was very special, I remember it.
"Did it burn you to death again?"
Ms. Lin Cuiping just... she could have easily shut up and said less.
Lin Mucheng lowered her head in annoyance, hearing Ling Qianhe's muffled laughter from a distance.
In the snow, it sounded like a moving breeze.
He must have heard it!
...
A moment later, in the bedroom, Lin Mucheng, after a warm bath, was wrapped in a thick quilt. Lin Cuiping sat at the head of her bed, looking very puzzled.
"This Ling Qianhe, what does his license plate mean? He's pursuing you, isn't he?"
"So he likes you too, and that's why he's in the same drama crew? Did I guess right?"
"Wow, what a tragic romance, a brainless fan desperately pursuing a star and moving their idol. So... are you in a secret relationship with him now?"
"Xiao Ci, let me tell you, dating is fine at your age, but don't do things you shouldn't, and especially don't get pregnant, it puts you in a very passive position."
"Mommy has experience and knows best. Even if you both have feelings for each other and can't help yourselves, you absolutely must not try to do things you shouldn't..."
Lin Mucheng's cheeks flushed, whether from anger or heat, she didn't know. She raised her head and quickly tried to defend herself.
"I didn't!"
"His license plate has nothing to do with me... with me."
Her words were spoken softly and insincerely.
But she quickly became righteous again.
"Anyway, it has nothing to do with me."
"And I'm not in a secret relationship with him. I'm focusing on my career right now. He just mistook me for someone else, a girl he had some history with before."
Lin Mucheng wondered if Ms. Lin Cuiping could understand this explanation.
Lin Mucheng continued to rack her brain to explain.
"He had an assistant with the same name as me who disappeared. The mC520 on the license plate really has nothing to do with me. He's always used this license plate. Couldn't he have liked me years ago? Mommy, don't jump to conclusions like this!"
Ms. Lin Cuiping, however, became even more agitated. She grabbed a corner of the quilt and then looked at Lin Mucheng, exclaiming in surprise.
"So Xiao Ci, he's treating you as a substitute!"
"He had someone he liked who disappeared. And now he's treating you as a substitute?"
Ms. Lin Cuiping heavily threw a surrounding pillow.
"Damn it! How dare he treat our Xiao Ci as a substitute!"
Lin Mucheng felt it was better not to explain anymore; it was only making things worse.
Lin Cuiping's eyes were filled with anger.
"Scoundrel, how dare he make Xiao Ci a substitute?"
"Our Xiao Ci will never be anyone's substitute. Xiao Ci, don't do anything foolish because you like him; being a substitute will have no good outcome, unless you can turn the tables on him, otherwise, it's not worth the loss."
"Also, unless he discovers that you, the substitute, are the real deal!"
"But since you're not, Xiao Ci, don't get involved in this mess. After filming, don't see this person anymore."
Lin Mucheng nodded obediently.
The system, which had pretended to be deaf on the truck, now popped its head out and giggled foolishly.
"White moonlight substitute trope, hehehe, I like it."
Lin Mucheng: "..."
Like hell!
She wasn't a substitute, so where was the substitute trope?
The white moonlight was her, the black-hearted lotus was her. From beginning to end, if Ling Qianhe had ever loved anyone, it was only her.
The system became even more shy.
"Such a devoted Qianhe-gege, I like him so much~"
Lin Mucheng waited for three seconds, and then the other side's voice suddenly became subtle, followed by some muffled noises. She curled her lips.
Hmm.
She seemed to have caught her little system's little secret.
She wondered if she could use this little secret to make a small deal with the main system.