The Film Emperor's Secretly Married Wife Ch. 1

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Qi Zhen had a roommate who was obsessed with Yu Jingxing. She used to gush about her idol like crazy, could list every single movie he'd ever acted in, and even memorized how many awards he'd won and the exact speeches he gave when he accepted them.

Too bad Qi Zhen seemed completely unfazed. Mentioning Yu Jingxing got no reaction out of her—just a blank expression.

Her roommate would sigh and complain, "How do you do this? He's so dreamy. Look at those abs, those V-lines—there aren't many young actors with that kind of body anymore! Mature men are way more attractive, okay?"

Qi Zhen just felt a headache coming on and covered her face. "Yeah, he's handsome, I never said he wasn't."

Her roommate said, "But you sound totally numb whenever you talk about him. How are you more interested in some washed-up comedian than in the hottest A-lister right now?"

"Have you seen the polls? He's literally the number one guy women want to have a one-night stand with!"

Qi Zhen replied with a straight face, "Yeah, well, I don't need to have a one-night stand with him."

Her roommate laughed. "Keep dreaming, sunshine."

Qi Zhen didn't feel like arguing. But as Yu Jingxing's wife, she did have some authority on certain things. Like... yeah, the abs and V-lines? Totally real.

But most of the time, she didn't even have a chance to notice those. She hadn't really stopped to admire them properly or run her hands over them much—because by the time she could, she was already breathless, her eyes damp and dazed, and he'd lean down to kiss her softly.

Qi Zhen honestly never thought things would go this far between them. She'd still been in a daze when they registered their marriage.

Yu Jingxing had been a megastar in the film industry—first shooting to fame with TV dramas when he was young, then shifting focus to movies and collecting a bunch of major awards both in China and internationally. He'd been so insanely popular back in the day that rumors about his love life were constant—some real, some fake. But ever since he went public with a relationship with a Hong Kong actress, the gossip cooled down.

No matter how much paparazzi or tabloids dug into his private life, Yu Jingxing's career stayed solid. From rising rookie to heartthrob idol to triple-award-winning film emperor, then leveling up again to become a shareholder and boss of an entertainment company—none of the gossip ever really touched him.

He always came off as emotionally distant—not heartless, but like the kind of guy who wouldn't ever put a woman first. To most people, he seemed like the least likely celebrity to ever get married.

But all of that had happened before Qi Zhen was even an adult.

Back then, she was just a kid. Celebrities felt like a world away. What she cared about most with Yu Jingxing at the time was probably why the male lead didn't end up with the princess in one of his historical dramas.

To her, her first impression of Yu Jingxing was that he was kind of cold, aloof, and hard to approach. He had a ton of gossip swirling around him, but it was hard to tell what was real. One thing she was sure of, though, was that he probably wasn't the type to just chase pleasure—otherwise, there's no way he could've made so many seriously good films.

When she thought of all this again, Qi Zhen was sitting in a private room for a blind date, casually scrolling Weibo while waiting for her date to show up.

She'd only thought of Yu Jingxing because he popped up in a trending tag. Apparently, he was in Hai City filming a new project, and some fans had spotted him.

She tapped into the post. It was just a photo of Yu Jingxing wearing a baseball cap and a black T-shirt. He looked like a model who could walk a runway—tall, lean, and sharp. He was heading to some fancy restaurant with Director Chen Ao from the same crew. He seemed totally used to fans secretly snapping photos. The shot they got captured just a quiet, unreadable glance.

And that was it. Nothing else.

Qi Zhen wasn't really a fan of Yu Jingxing. His films were too deep for her taste. She was more into the newer idol groups or those polarizing internet-famous stars. She knew of big names like him, of course—he had major national recognition—but she'd just never been all that interested.

After scrolling for a while, Qi Zhen realized there wasn't really anything on her feed that interested her. Honestly, she hadn't even wanted to come on this blind date—it was pure obligation. And to make things worse, she'd accidentally shown up way too early. The awkwardness was real. Her legs were already getting numb from sitting too long.

She took off her light cashmere coat. Underneath, she wore a pleated skirt and a plain shirt. Her glossy raven-black hair was braided neatly behind her head, with a pair of lilac-shaped earrings hanging delicately from her ears. The hem of her skirt had gotten a bit wet earlier, but she'd carefully hidden that part, and by now, it had mostly dried.

After a few more minutes, a man in a dark gray casual suit walked in from outside. He smiled slightly at her, lips curved just a little, voice low and warm. "Miss Qi Zhen?"

He was tall—definitely over 6'1". His jawline was sharply defined, and when he wasn't smiling, the sunglasses made him look a little distant and hard to read.

Qi Zhen's eyes widened. She froze for a second, then stammered, "You... you really look like a celebrity."

She was a beat slow to react. Then, cautiously, she said, "So, before I came here... my dad didn't tell me who I was meeting. You are...?"

The man sat down across from her.

Only then did Qi Zhen realize that even while seated, he was still a head taller than her. It made her feel slightly pressured. She didn't want to be rude—her dad would lose face—so the nerves hit her fast.

With long, slender fingers, the man slowly took off his sunglasses, revealing calm, deep brown eyes that met hers directly.

He didn't seem fazed by Qi Zhen's shocked expression at all. Instead, he gave her a polite smile. "Nice to meet you. The name's Yu—Yu Jingxing."

She bit her lip, eyes wide, not knowing what to say for a moment.

And then she understood why her dad hadn't told her anything. If she'd known ahead of time that her blind date was someone this famous, someone like him, she absolutely wouldn't have come.

Thank goodness she wasn't really a fan—at least she could sort of keep her cool. But still, she couldn't stop the wave of nerves or the slight stutter in her voice.

Qi Zhen stared at him seriously, trying to double-check, her voice tangled with uncertainty. "You didn't... accidentally walk into the wrong room or anything, right?"

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