The Film Emperor's Secretly Married Wife Ch. 15

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Yu Jingxing pondered for a moment, his tone soft and gentle, "I'm not sure."

Seeing the faint smile on his lips, Sun Xinhang almost rolled his eyes like he would've in his younger years. But thanks to his many years of polished self-restraint, he managed to hold it in. "Who believes that?"

Yu Jingxing didn't hide anything. He subtly pointed in a direction with his chin, his voice neutral. "Came to watch my little girlfriend go on a blind date."

Sun Xinhang was surprised that Yu Jingxing would be interested in such a young girl.

Looking down from the upper floor, he could see that the girl had fair skin, a slender figure, and jet-black hair, but nothing extraordinary beyond that.

In the entertainment industry and among the rich, beautiful young girls were a dime a dozen. It wouldn't be hard to find someone more stunning.

That being said, Sun Xinhang, as Yu Jingxing's longtime family friend, also understood that Yu Jingxing, at the core, was someone who had little interest in emotions. He didn't play with feelings, but he had never placed any woman at the top of his heart. His affections and admiration were always rational and restrained.

Sun Xinhang snuffed out his cigarette with a chuckle. "Did you have a quarrel?"

Yu Jingxing gently shook his head. "No."

Sun Xinhang, of course, didn't believe him.

If they hadn't had a quarrel, then why would she be on a blind date? And with some sleazy older man at that? Was she trying to make Yu Jingxing angry?

Well, he might have gotten it wrong, Sun Xinhang thought. Yu Jingxing wouldn't get angry; he would just break up with her.

Although Yu Jingxing seemed gentle and elegant on the surface, he was actually very aloof. He didn't easily get close to people, and it was even harder for him to develop a liking for anyone.

Qi Zhen was not having a comfortable meal.

Zou Mingshun looked at the young and beautiful girl, his words flying as he boasted about everything from his properties in Hai City to his higher education, each boasting more obnoxious than the last, like a peacock spreading its tail feathers for a mate.

But Qi Zhen had already zoned out and wasn't really listening.

She wasn't annoyed or impatient, though. Qi Zhen was quite used to dealing with meaningless chatter, and it was easy for her to switch off mentally.

She had ordered a glass of rose wine out of curiosity when she first arrived. Though it was a common drink for women, it was enough for her to absentmindedly finish most of it while zoning out.

Now, she was feeling the effects of the alcohol, her head spinning slightly.

She was the type who could get drunk even on beer, so she had told herself not to drink too much. Now, she was a bit regretful, but given her habit of writing horror novels, she often used outside stimuli to trigger her emotions.

One time, while staying at her friend Ruan Qingkong's house, her friend had shaken her head after seeing how Qi Zhen acted after drinking. "You really don't want anyone to see you like this."

A buzzing sound filled her ears, "Miss Qi, I think after getting to know each other today, we can continue to develop a relationship. How about you move in with me next week? We can get to know each other better. You don't mind, do you?"

Qi Zhen was about to casually respond, but the uncomfortable feeling in her chest surged up. She covered her mouth and waved her hand, quickly heading toward the restroom.

She tried several times, but unfortunately, nothing came up. She hadn't eaten anything either.

Standing in front of the sink, she splashed some cold water on her face. Looking at herself in the mirror, her cheeks were flushed, her appearance delicate, with pale skin that held a hint of allure, and her eyes were like a pool of spring water, as if about to overflow.

Qi Zhen felt a bit frustrated. She didn't want to be seen like this.

Just as she was leaving the restroom, she bumped into someone. She was about to apologize when a pair of long, cool hands gently steadied her shoulder to prevent her from falling.

Qi Zhen looked up at him, her eyes wide in disbelief. "Mr. Yu, what are you doing here?"

Yu Jingxing met her dazed, wet eyes and paused for a moment. Slowly, his hand brushed her warm, flushed cheek through the thin air, his tone unusually cold. "How much did you drink?"

Qi Zhen let out a small burp and lowered her head to count on her fingers, then quickly realized. She said, feeling a little wronged, "Half... half a glass."

At this moment, Qi Zhen felt very clear-headed, though her confidence had somehow grown. She wasn't afraid to look up at Yu Jingxing anymore.

Just as she was about to speak, the sound of a man's voice and the jingling of car keys came from behind her. "Miss Qi, are you okay? Should I give you a ride home? You can stay at my place for the night..."

When Zou Mingshun stood up, he was over 1.8 meters tall, which was something he was quite proud of as a man. His regular habit of going to the gym gave him a solid build, and he didn't appear to have been worn out by indulgence.

Zou Mingshun was taken aback when he saw that Qi Zhen was standing next to another man. The man was tall and had a well-built frame, not at all skinny.

Qi Zhen only reached the man's shoulder, and he had almost pulled her into his arms, his other hand gently holding the back of her head as he leaned down, speaking softly in her ear. The intimate posture made the air feel thick, and it was enough to make anyone blush.

Instinctively, as a man, Zou Mingshun felt uneasy, especially when the man, wearing sunglasses, seemed to glance his way. Although the tinted lenses made it hard to read his gaze, it was clear that the man wasn't hiding his indifference.

Zou Mingshun's face froze, his expression becoming distorted and awkward. He barely managed to force a smile. "Miss Qi, what's going on here? You've had a bit too much to drink, haven't you? Be careful, don't mistake people."

But as he got closer, he found that even his smile couldn't hold up.

The man didn't avoid him; instead, he pulled Qi Zhen closer to him, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "Hello, I'm her boyfriend."

Zou Mingshun's mind went blank. Despite the sunglasses, it was clear that the man's face was unmistakable—every feature, including his jawline, was distinctly familiar.

—Yu Jingxing.

Not just a star, but Zou Mingshun's idol—someone he had admired deeply for years. Earlier at the dinner table, he had been chatting with his younger blind date, dismissing the girl's taste in internet celebrities.

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