Lin Muci was still thinking about Ling Qianhe holding her hand in the editing room.
She glanced at him, hearing his low voice.
“Actually, I quite like the third world in this movie.”
Lin Muci snorted.
“Want to be a scumbag?”
Ling Qianhe smiled.
“No. I want to have my baby with you.”
Lin Muci froze for a moment, thinking, *Is it really that direct?*
Ling Qianhe’s fingertips traced the contours of her face, inch by inch.
Her hair tangled around his fingers. He then lay down on her lap. Her cheeks flushed hot, and he gently hugged her.
The faint, cool scent from Lin Muci filled his nose, and his low laughter echoed in his ears.
“Welcome to the critique.”
“I’m an ambitious young man looking to climb the ladder.”
“Welcome to torment me severely within the plot…”
When Lin Muci arrived at the set, the director and He Yunru were both present.
The script had been revised multiple times, aiming to capture the male lead’s possessive and ambitious nature.
He Yunru explained to Ling Qianhe.
“This male lead is named Chi Chongyi.”
“He’s a soul consumed by fame and fortune. To climb higher, he’d sell anyone he loved to the devil.”
“He had a difficult childhood, living in poverty and hardship.”
“Later, he gained favor due to his good looks and entered the entertainment industry, though his path was bumpy.”
“However, the pain of being trampled upon in his youth remained like a venomous snake, constricting his heart.”
“He believed he didn’t need love.”
“While filming, he met the film empress Ye Ling. Ye Ling treated him exceptionally well, almost like a younger brother.”
“But the ambitious youth saw a special value in Ye Ling.”
“He seduced Ye Ling, using her as a stepping stone and shamelessly leveraging her resources to film with a renowned director.”
“Their secret relationship was passionate. The film empress, at the peak of her career, was willing to abandon everything for him and marry him.”
“But when she became pregnant with his child, he easily abandoned her.”
“Because he didn’t want to lose his fans or bear the consequences of becoming a non-celebrity.”
“He still wanted to be a prominent top star. Faced with career and love, he decisively chose his career and discarded her.”
“He turned a blind eye to Ye Ling being slandered.”
“Ultimately, carrying his child, she despairingly jumped to her death.”
“The female protagonist, as a mission executor, travels into Ye Ling’s body, tasked with making Chi Chongyi repent and regret his actions.”
Ling Qianhe listened to He Yunru’s explanation of the plot with a blank expression. Then, he looked at the producer He Yunru and nodded slightly.
On his perfectly sculpted face, a look of certainty emerged.
It was as if he had grasped everything, holding it firmly in his grasp.
Ling Qianhe spoke.
“I understand.”
“I can do this scene.”
His words were decisive.
He Yunru and the director looked slightly taken aback.
“Qianhe, you can do it? We were planning to coach you a bit.”
“We all know you’re a well-behaved child.”
“It’s probably difficult for you to portray the ruthlessness of someone cunning and ambitious, someone who climbs the ladder by any means necessary.”
“And Qianhe, your family background is quite privileged, so it might be hard for you to understand the frantic mentality of this character.”
“Do you really not need us to guide you?”
Ling Qianhe shook his head.
He truly didn’t need it.
Lin Muci glanced at him.
The exquisitely featured Ling Qianhe’s long eyelashes covered his eyelids, fluttering like fans.
“I know.”
He understood perfectly.
That kind of person who desperately grasves every opportunity and climbs by any means necessary.
How could he not understand?
It’s just that what he cared about wasn’t fame or fortune.
What he cared about was Lin Muci.
In the script, the protagonist could abandon the woman he loved for fame and fortune.
But he would never do that.
His ambition to climb was only to gain the strength to protect her better!
Ling Qianhe raised his head, his eyes filled with a bright and determined light.
“I understand what that feels like. I can start filming directly.”
The makeup artist applied makeup to Ling Qianhe and Lin Muci, and then they proceeded to shoot the first scene.
On the luxurious rooftop of a building, a helicopter was ready, and the cameras began to roll.
The young man walked out.
Ling Qianhe was dressed in an exquisite white suit.
He was perfect from head to toe, his cuffs embellished, his tie diamond-studded, his hair styled into a flawless pompadour.
It revealed his impeccable features.
He stood there, looking like he had walked straight out of a comic.
But precisely because of his extreme refinement, he appeared too flashy and dreamlike, even giving an illusion of unreality.
He wore black leather shoes and walked to the rooftop.
The impeccably handsome man looked at the disheveled and distressed Ye Ling opposite him.
He looked at the film empress, who had won numerous acting awards, and as she clutched her stomach, he curved his lips.
“The entertainment industry is so messy, who can be sure that the child in your belly is mine?”
This line was absolutely brilliant.
Especially when spoken by Ling Qianhe.
The effect was doubled!
Lin Muci looked up at him, feeling an urge to grab a knife and kill him.
But precisely because she had the urge to grab a knife, her emotions became inconsistent.
“Cut, cut, cut! Wait, the emotion here isn’t right!”
“Lin Muci, take some time to get into character.”
“You should have a mix of hatred and love for him here.”
“A love-hate entanglement. You know this man is wicked, a complete scumbag!”
“But he is indeed the most captivating man you’ve met in years.”
“You must always remember, even though you are a film empress, when it comes to love,”
“You are no different from an ordinary person.”
“When you love someone, you pour your heart out, wanting to give them everything.”
“Your hatred for him is also heart-wrenching.”
“The director was coaching her. She closed her eyes.”
“Give me three minutes.”
She opened her acting space and glanced at a famous melodrama within it for inspiration.
Then she nodded.
“Okay.”
She told herself, forget that this is a mission, forget that this is filming.
She only needed to remember one thing: this was the man she loved the most.
She loved him so much that she was willing to burn herself to ashes.
That was enough.
The plot continued.
Ling Qianhe looked at her, a hint of mockery appearing on his handsome, delicate face.
“The entertainment industry is so messy, who can be sure that the child in your belly is mine?”
In that instant, her heart turned to ash.
Lin Muci, oh no, she had completely immersed herself in the role of Ye Ling.
She stared blankly at the man opposite her.
“Chi Chongyi… When I was with you, there was only you!”
“Why would you say that?”
“I sacrificed everything to support you… For your leading man status, do you know how much I paid?”
“Because I didn’t want you to struggle so much!”
“I know you suffered a lot, that’s why I felt sorry for you and wanted to make your path easier.”
“How could you doubt me?”
“Chi Chongyi, why have we come to this point?”
The young man opposite her looked at her.
His expression was arrogant and indifferent.
“Did I beg you? No. It was all your choice.”
“And when I look at you and think about how others have touched you, I feel disgusted!”
“You are seven years older than me. How could I possibly love you? I am a popular film emperor, and your youth is starting to fade—will I still love you?”
“How naive you are.”
“This circle only has fame and fortune, not love.”
He turned away, and she stared blankly at his retreating back.
It seemed as if cold tears were streaming down her cheeks. Her heart ached so much she couldn’t breathe.
Lin Muci didn’t know when the director called cut.
She was still crying, her tears falling like broken pearls, unstoppable.
And Ling Qianhe rushed forward, his arms wrapping around her tightly.
He pressed his forehead against hers and whispered in her ear.
“It’s all fake.”
“Don’t cry.”
“It pains me.”
“Sister Muci, don’t cry, it’s all fake… I’ll love you no matter how old you are or how much younger or older you are than me.”
She couldn’t calm down, tears still streaming.
The man opposite her slowly wiped away the tears flowing from her eyes with his fingers. She stood there, motionless.
Ling Qianhe held her, coaxing her softly.
“Don’t cry, my heart is breaking for you.”
“Can you torment me back?”
“However you torment me, I’ll accept it willingly.”
His tone was so gentle.
Lin Muci, held by him, remained silent while the surrounding staff and the director watched Ling Qianhe holding the female lead, coaxing her tenderly.
The exquisitely featured youth’s eyes were filled with doting affection.
Who had ever seen this side of Brother Qianhe?
No one had.
So everyone was utterly shocked!
Lin Muci rubbed her eyes. It took her a while to break free from the character’s emotions.
Once she regained her composure, she realized how she had broken down on set.
She froze.
Stunned.
Hiding in Ling Qianhe’s arms, she whispered to him.
“Did… did everyone see?”
Ling Qianhe nodded.
“People have eyes.”
“The cameras were also rolling.”
Lin Muci: “……”
Oh, how embarrassing!
How could she have cried like a fool in Ling Qianhe’s arms?
The little system chimed in slowly.
“It’s not your fault, you were immersed in the role. But didn’t you confidently say you’d torment him? How come you get tormented so miserably every time you act? Tsk, where’s your fighting spirit? Show it!”
“Knife in hand, torment Qianhe!”
Lin Muci sniffled.
Later, she’d torment him later.
Ling Qianhe leaned close to her ear and said.
“If we had a child, I would never bear to see you shed even half a tear.”
“Believe me, I will definitely be a good father.”
Is he professing his loyalty now?
Lin Muci felt both annoyed and amused.
“Aren’t you afraid of yourself splitting into two personalities acting like this!”
Ling Qianhe, still holding her, didn’t let go.
“Not afraid.”
“Everything in the movie is fake.”
“But you are real. You are by my side.”
“So I’m not afraid of anything.”
The director, cinematographer, and producer watched the two of them holding each other and being so intimate.
Was this movie going to be filmed or not?
The plot was full of torment.
But off-screen, they were so sweet it was sickening!