The next day, when Lin Muci woke up.
She found herself lying next to Ling Qianhe.
The crucial point was—
She wasn't wearing a top.
It was aesthetically pleasing, a feast for the eyes.
But… she swallowed, then immediately scrambled to sit up, wanting to escape.
However, Ling Qianhe's low voice reached her ears.
“Awake?”
“Did you sleep well yesterday?”
Ling Qianhe stood up.
The sunlight was dazzling.
His waist was like a killing knife.
Lin Muci wanted to look but didn't dare to be too obvious; it would make her look like a pervert.
Ling Qianhe’s fingertips slowly brushed across her back, and he looked with satisfaction as her cheeks flushed again.
“Let’s go. We have to meet Sister Lan today for a live stream. Then you come with me; Yang Weiyang and the others are already waiting for you.”
Lin Muci finally remembered.
Right, she had promised to be a guest at Ling Qianhe’s concert!
…
On the way, she checked her global popularity.
It had reached ten percent, a double-digit figure. Lin Muci was quite satisfied.
This surge in popularity was mainly due to the release of "Fang Fei Jue Dai."
When she met Zhao Lan, Zhao Lan also excitedly shared good news with her.
“Xiao Ci, the box office for the premiere day is out! It broke two hundred million overnight, and the trend is very good. If it continues like this, it should easily exceed two billion in total box office.”
“You and Qianhe are truly my lucky stars.”
Zhao Lan had previously thought that exceeding five hundred million at the box office would be great.
Even with Ling Qianhe, the current popular top star, her expectation was only around one billion. She never expected the results to be this good.
“And the ratings on all the review platforms are very high, with overwhelmingly positive feedback.”
She also had strong connections.
This was Lin Muci’s first film, and it was highly likely she would be nominated for a Best Newcomer award. Of course, winning the award would still depend on luck.
But Zhao Lan had confidence in Lin Muci.
Zhao Lan was also looking forward to her next project.
“Yun Ru showed me some of the settings and preparations for her new movie. I think it’s definitely a script that can become a massive hit.”
“By the way, Qianhe, didn’t you say you were also interested?”
Lin Muci had no idea about this.
She immediately looked at Ling Qianhe, expressing her doubt.
“Are you going to play a scumbag?”
She still remembered the script He Yun Ru had shown her.
"I'm Thriving in a World of Scum Abuse"!
Did Ling Qianhe want to play a scumbag who chases his wife to a crematorium?
Impossible, right?
Would he be willing to play such a plotline?
Lin Muci couldn't see how it could be that simple.
She vividly remembered him kissing and hugging her last night; her lips were still swollen. Fortunately, she had applied lip gloss, so it wasn't that noticeable.
Ling Qianhe smiled, looked at Zhao Lan, and avoided answering Lin Muci’s question.
“Let’s do the live stream first.”
Lin Muci was utterly confused.
“Live… live stream? What are we live-streaming?”
She genuinely had no idea what they were supposed to be live-streaming.
Zhao Lan looked at her and Ling Qianhe with a pleased expression.
“The live stream is of your characters, Qi Qingling and Shen Jin’an, in a modern extra. You will be playing a sweet and loving couple. The audience was so moved to tears by the movie that this live stream was specifically prepared.”
“You filmed a modern extra before, right? Now you’ll be answering some audience questions in character online. Don’t worry too much.”
“This is common for movie promotions. Just let Qianhe guide you.”
Lin Muci was gently pushed towards the screen.
The makeup artist was ready. She and Ling Qianhe sat in front of the screen. She coughed, and Ling Qianhe turned to look at her.
In an instant, he transformed back into a domineering warlord.
“Wifey?”
In front of the camera,
Lin Muci told herself to endure.
The system muttered.
“You’ve already kissed and hugged anyway. Calling me ‘wifey’ a couple of times won’t hurt you…”
Lin Muci maintained her character’s shy demeanor, then secretly stepped on Ling Qianhe’s foot. He still smiled.
“Hitting is affection, scolding is love. It seems my little wifey loves me very much.”
“Wifey” was one thing.
But “little wifey”?
This shameless man!
…
[Qianhe and Xiao Ci are live-streaming. Hurry and watch! The channel is Sister Lan’s official channel!]
[Wuwuwu, is my expectation too low? Just seeing them together, I feel they are perfect for each other. They are so sweet. How can two people be so sweet? My heart is melting, wuwuwu!]
Ling Qianhe held her hand and read out a comment.
[Will Qi Qingling and Shen Jin’an live happily together in modern times?]
He answered without hesitation.
“Of course. Ling Qianhe and Lin Muci will be together for eternity, forever and ever.”
Lin Muci wanted to step on his foot again.
Others were asking about movie characters.
He replied with their real names.
Was he afraid people wouldn’t notice? Ugh!
While Lin Muci was still sulking, Ling Qianhe, on the other end, looked at the screen and slightly curved his lips into a cool and flamboyant smile.
He had no intention of holding back.
“The comments seem to be asking us to kiss.”
“Little wifey, the audience is asking us to kiss.”
Lin Muci’s eyes widened, but she couldn’t find that comment anywhere.
However, Ling Qianhe beside her had already moved in, wrapping his arm around her waist and leaning in to plant a light kiss on her cheek.
The viewers watching the live stream went wild!
[Ahhhh! Qianhe kissed Lin Muci! I actually got to see the usually aloof idol Ling Qianhe actively kiss someone in my lifetime!]
[Help, he’s so charming when he smiles, I have a motherly smile on my face.]
[He’s so good at this! Ahhh, so exciting!]
[Isn’t he Lin Muci’s mentor? Why do they feel like they’re having a secret affair? So happy!]
[I’m about to faint from shipping them.]
His kiss wasn’t deep.
Compared to their private kisses, it could even be considered just a brief touch.
But Lin Muci’s cheeks instantly turned crimson!
Ling Qianhe continued to smile, holding her and bringing her body even closer to his.
[If he wasn't getting into character, he wouldn't do this, would he? I remember Ling Qianhe always kept his distance from female artists! He’s so cool and aloof!]
[Everyone, just ship the characters in the story. This is a bonus from the production team. Don’t ship the real people and cause them trouble.]
Lin Muci looked at the comments.
She thought to herself,
This damn, scumbag Ling Qianhe.
Isn’t his plan to make everyone ship him and me?
To put me in a difficult position?
He’d love to cause me trouble!
She gritted her teeth, but since it was a live stream, she could only feign shyness. Ling Qianhe glanced at her and smiled at the camera.
“My little wifey is shy.”
“Isn’t she very cute?”
“She’s very sweet and shy. If you like me, please like her too. After all, without her, my world would be dark.”
“She saved me, and she saved the whole world.”
The clear-voiced young man confessed earnestly to the camera.
Everyone thought he was acting as his character,
So they continued to excitedly scroll through the comments.
[Okay, okay, Qianhe, don’t worry. We understand.]
[We know. After all, you’d risk your life for her, right? You’d practically rip your heart out to show her. We understand, we understand!]
Ling Qianhe looked at the comments.
“This is good.”
“Little wifey, do you want to call me ‘husband’ on camera?”
Lin Muci warned him with her eyes!
Ling Qianhe, don't go too far!
But Ling Qianhe just looked at her, raising an eyebrow slightly.
His dark eyes gazed at her face, his long lashes trembling slightly, breathtakingly beautiful.
“Don’t you love me anymore?”
“Wouldn’t Qi Qingling call Shen Jin’an husband? She definitely would.”
“I’d risk my life for you.”
“Wifey, don’t you feel sorry for me?”
He looked at her,
Pleadingly.
Lin Muci felt like crying but had no tears.
This damn, opportunistic little brat!
He’d even learned to take advantage of the situation!
Damn it.
But the audience on the live stream didn’t understand; they were all very excited!
[Call him, call him!]
[Ahhh, I’m going to die of sweetness in this live stream today! Call him, and I won’t sleep tonight!]
Lin Muci gritted her teeth. Her voice seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth.
“Hus… husband…”
Across from her, Ling Qianhe broke into a smile.
His eyes seemed to hold countless stars, shining so brightly it was breathtaking.
“Yes, I heard you. My darling wifey. I love you.”