Chapter 391

All the resentment and grievances were transformed into bone-deep attachment the moment she appeared.

"Was I not good last night?"

He Lele spat out the hard object, crawled out from under the thin quilt, and lay on top of Ruan Lin with her face flushed and hot. "You were so handsome, my King."

"... Really?"

"Yes! So handsome I couldn't take my eyes off you." Kissing the smooth skin on his shoulder, she rubbed her face against him like a spoiled child. "I shouldn't have let you participate... You are mine." All of him! Absolutely... not giving up easily!

Heaven gave her such an opportunity, how could she fail to live up to even a little bit of it?

So what if she was unconventional? So what if she was lewd and shameless? Rather than betraying her true desires, she would rather gamble!

If she won, she would have no regrets in her life.

If she lost, she would have no regrets for a lifetime!

"... You woman who needs to be fucked!" He flipped her over and pressed her under him, kissing her roughly, cursing in his mouth, but with drunken love in his eyes.

☆, Chapter 321: Not Very Good at Speaking

After the first Top Ten battle, although the vast majority of the audience had few objections to the results, the artist assistance segment itself caused a lot of controversy. For example, the identities, status, and popularity of the assisting artists were too different; did the organizers deliberately favor some? Was the overall level of the programs of "certain groups" significantly better, even with more precise and appropriate camera switching, and was it the result of deliberate packaging by the organizers?

To show respect for the audience, the organizers clarified with one sentence, but only one sentence— "We did not do anything we shouldn't have done. We believe the audience can see the whole truth from the competition."

Saying that was the same as saying nothing.

So the media naturally turned their microphones toward the assisting artists.

"Ruan Lin, why did you go to help Li Jing and He Lele? Is there any special reason?"

"It is rumored that He Lele was once your temporary assistant. Did you help because of this relationship?"

"There are rumors pointing out that you and Qin Zhixiu have a relationship beyond work partners. What do you think of this rumor?"

"..."

"..."

The entertainment reporters, who had been trying to dig up something between Ruan Lin and He Lele, were stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted. They naturally knew that Ruan Lin liked women, but nowadays, fans just loved this kind of male-male ambiguity! So, the reporters who were just talking about He Lele immediately changed their tune and asked Ruan Lin about Qin Zhixiu.

"..." Ruan Lin scanned everyone. "My relationship with him is indeed unusual."

And when Qin Zhixiu appeared before the media, he encountered the same situation.

After sending Qin Zhixiu to the nanny car, Ji Jie turned around and smiled politely at the reporters. "The previous performance was a challenge for Zhixiu, and also a breakthrough. As for Ruan Lin... I can only tell everyone that Zhixiu likes women."

A top-tier Best Actor and a beautiful idol singer, because of a kiss, created a fan group—Lin-Xiu fans. In a few days, various versions of tragic and sweet love stories were almost indistinguishable from the truth. Plus, "Life and Death" was in its promotional period, and the Muse and the crew were happy for the two to generate topics. As for why the two went to help Li Jing and He Lele, it was directly thrown to the back of everyone's minds.

"Clouds and mist are late, the green water is full of new pools. A pair of swallows fly to the weeping willow courtyard, the small pavilion's painted curtains are rolled high." Holding a famous Tang and Song poem, He Lele finished reading a few lines and turned her eyes to Qin Zhixiu.

Qin Zhixiu picked up the pipa and plucked it a few times, seemingly dissatisfied, then sat down at the zither. After thinking for a while, he played a moving melody that was clear, quiet, and filled with longing. After playing for a while, Qin Zhixiu got up and walked to the computer; the screen showed the interface of music composition software.

"Hey, hey, hey!" He Lele hurried over to take off his finger picks.

Qin Zhixiu smiled purely, lowered his head to kiss her little mouth, and then began to edit on the computer.

He Lele looked at his focused appearance and went out of the music room to pour him a glass of water. After the last competition, Qin Zhixiu seemed to be obsessed with ancient-style music, but this time he was no longer holding a music score book and composing in silence alone, but asked her to help read poems and lyrics to find inspiration.

She liked helping with this very much. Listening bit by bit as individual notes strung together into music that made her heart flutter, she only hated that she wasn't a talented lyricist who could sing those tunes into songs!

"Do you like it?"

"Yes! It sounds so good!" He Lele nodded busily.

Qin Zhixiu's smile became even more moving. After setting the music to loop, he stood up and hugged and kissed her gently.

Because of her, his music also had a home.

The intimacy of water and milk blending had just begun when the phone rang, spoiling the mood.

"Xiu..." Seeing that Qin Zhixiu didn't seem to want to answer the phone, He Lele asked suspiciously.

Not many people knew Qin Zhixiu's phone number. Usually, work matters were called to Ji Jie and other agents. In the few months they had been together, she hadn't heard Zhixiu's phone ring much. A name suddenly popped into her mind, and He Lele hurriedly pushed Qin Zhixiu.

"Answer the phone first."

"No," Qin Zhixiu mumbled, his alluring red lips still persistently lingering on her chest.

"Could it be, Miss Du?"

Qin Zhixiu raised his head to look at He Lele's clear, black-and-white eyes, seemingly hesitant. "Would you mind?"

"... How could I," He Lele smiled and rubbed his head. "After all, she is the person you loved for so many years."