Chapter 150: Volume 1 Chapter 150 – The Movie Emperor Who Turned Into a Cat (17)

Jiang Zhi woke up hungry at noon after sleeping, her head felt a bit dizzy; the hangover wasn't strong, and opening her eyes gave her an unreal feeling.

Because she saw the man sitting at the bedside looked exactly like Heitan.

She almost cried out, barely holding it in.

Xie Xingyuan didn't like her looking at him with such unfamiliar eyes; he pressed his thin lips together and spoke in a low voice:

I am… Heitan.

Saying that name out of his mouth felt somewhat awkward.

The name the girl picked was rustic and unpleasant, showing no talent for naming.

Jiang Zhi heard the voice, stared wide-eyed, pointed at his face, and stammered: 'You… you're Heitan? How is that possible?'

This noble, cold, arrogant demeanor was completely different from the grimy little Heitan; the only similarity was their aloof, haughty attitude.

He also looked very much like the human-formed Heitan.

Xie Xingyuan leaned in, stopping at arm's length, meeting her dark, glossy pupils, and calmly said: 'After my car accident I fell into a coma; when I woke up I had turned into a cat.'

Jiang Zhi gazed at the flawless face before her, as beautiful as a deity in a scroll, with not a single blemish; every inch had been meticulously carved, giving a powerful visual impact.

She almost lost herself in his visage, then belatedly realized and tried to step back but had nowhere to go, pressing against the bedframe, still unable to believe: 'But… but aren't you Xie Xingyuan?'

She had heard many people in the crew talk about this face, and seen it many times in magazines; naturally she knew this famous figure.

But how could Heitan be Xie Xingyuan?

Xie Xingyuan explained: 'Before turning into a cat, I was Xie Xingyuan.'

Jiang Zhi lifted her gaze; seeing the familiar expression in his dark eyes, she instinctively raised her finger, slowly moving it toward him, her pale fingertip touching his pale face, as if sensing something, her black eyes grew brighter, clear and lovely.

'You really are Heitan!!' she exclaimed, throwing her arms around his neck in an embrace filled with longing after their long separation.

Their distance was too close; pressed against her soft, warm body, Xie Xingyuan's ears secretly grew hot and flushed.

Hearing his violent heartbeat, Jiang Zhi came to her senses, quickly pulled away from his embrace, looked at his face that was both unfamiliar and familiar, and felt a complicated mix of emotions.

'Sorry, I got too excited.'

She almost forgot that although he was Heitan, he was also the Movie Emperor Xie Xingyuan.

His half-year stay here was merely an unwilling necessity after his amnesia.

Xie Xingyuan lingered over the warmth of her body just felt, his fingertips restrainedly rubbing, desperately suppressing the urge to hold her, his brows slightly lowered, concealing the desire deep in his eyes.

'It's fine.'

Jiang Zhi thought for a moment, then spoke softly: 'You don't need to feel guilty toward me; during that time you were always with me, so I didn't feel lonely. I'm also grateful to you, so we're even.'

'I promise I will forget that memory and never mention it to anyone; you don't need to worry.'

She tried hard to distance their relationship and adopt an aloof attitude, making Xie Xingyuan feel as if doused with cold water, his face sinking into a frightening gloom.

'Do you think I came to find you just to make you forget that memory?'

Jiang Zhi didn't understand why he suddenly became so angry; the dangerous yet restrained aura made her nervous.

'…No… isn't it?'

Given his deep roots and status in the industry, and his worldwide fame in film and television, he should not want to bring up that memory, right?

【Villain Hatred Value 30】

Thin afternoon sunlight streamed through the gaps in the heavy curtains into the room, accompanied by darkness that split the light and shadow on the man's face into two sides; his deep dark eyes sank into darkness, and the gloomy brows and eyes were veiled with an almost imperceptible sorrow.

After a while, he turned his back to her, his silhouette shrouded in darkness, his voice soft and slow.

'I never thought of making you forget that memory; I came to find you because……'

The trailing voice grew lower and lower; Jiang Zhi couldn't hear it clearly, and in her sight the man left the room.

The moment the door closed, the room returned to tranquility once more.

Jiang Zhi flopped to the side, lay flat on the bed, and drawled: 'Just now the Hatred Value spiked by 30 points; it seems my words made him feel quite awful.'

777 remained silent.

What's more than unpleasant? It's practically excruciating.

From the day he suddenly left, he did not appear before her for an entire month.

Pan Jingjie found her a new place to live, close to the company, a high-end residential complex with rent fully covered by the company; she didn't have much to move, after setting up her new home, the three-bedroom, two-living-room apartment housed only her, making it feel especially empty.

After finishing the drama *The Legend of An Xian*, Jiang Zhi busied herself with other announcements.

She still had weekends off, and the treatment was ridiculously good.

Her good friend Xu Qian video-chatted with her at night while wearing a face mask, excitedly gossiping.

'Xiao Zhi, do you still remember what happened after Xie Xingyuan's car accident hospitalization?'

Jiang Zhi was listening while shaking her head.

Xu Qian said: 'Do you still remember Sun Yi? She's the Sun Yi who quit the female lead in *The Legend of An Xian*; she wasn't always on the hot searches before? They said she was Xie Xingyuan's girlfriend and even became some kind of national sister-in-law, blowing up all over.'

Jiang Zhi wondered: 'What's going on?'

Xu Qian looked at her, seemingly deaf to outside matters, and helplessly said: 'She just cleared things up on Weibo, saying she wasn't Xie Xingyuan's girlfriend but was just chasing clout; now her Weibo account is paralyzed.'

Jiang Zhi recalled the comments she had seen on Weibo back then, combined with Xie Xingyuan's personality, and Sun Yi's outcome was unexpected.

Xie Xingyuan despises others scheming against him, which is also a major reason he has never had any scandals since his debut.

Anything related to Xie Xingyuan and Sun Yi on Weibo disappeared; many of the then‑inflated, hype‑driven marketing accounts also vanished, accounts were banned, pulling in a lot of capital that had been pushing things behind the scenes, which all collapsed.

Nowadays the three characters 'Xie Xingyuan' on the internet are like a taboo name that no one dares to discuss; many speculate that his background holds tremendous power and influence, otherwise he couldn't pull off such a one‑handed cover‑up.

The doorbell rang, interrupting her thoughts; Jiang Zhi told Xu Qian 'wait a moment', then got up to get the takeout.

There's a particularly good takeout place nearby; she rarely cooks at home and always orders takeout.

When the door opened, the delivery person said: 'Miss Jiang, this is your takeout.'

Jiang Zhi reached out to take the takeout, but suddenly froze mid‑air, furrowed her brows, stared at the delivery person, and said: 'The name I wrote on the takeout platform is Zhang Zhizhi.'

After saying that, she narrowed her eyes and questioned: "How do you know my surname is Jiang?"

The delivery worker's face turned white, sweat beading, he dared not lift his head to look at her: "Ah, maybe I got it mixed up, the previous order was surnamed Jiang."

Jiang Zhi crossed her arms, "Okay, show me the previous order."

The delivery worker trembled involuntarily, not moving a muscle.