The Film Emperor's Secretly Married Wife Ch. 24

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Word was, a film crew was coming to campus to shoot a few scenes. Just a short segment, but everything was already locked in. The crew was showing up tomorrow at the Moral Education Building.

The source? A girl from the business school—S University's very own dean's daughter. She leaned in mysteriously:
"My dad signed an NDA. I'm not even supposed to tell anyone, but just so you know, it's an actual movie star. The kind that's won international awards. Major heartthrob material."

Qi Zhen, lying on her bed with a face mask on, could only hear the thumping from the bunk above. Li Yuanyuan was going nuts, stomping on the bedframe and screeching:
"Is it my husband?! I need to get his autograph! I want him to write it with that sexy, abstinent handwriting—on my hand! No—on my chest! This is peak life moment already ahhh—"

Qi Zhen got goosebumps just listening and curled into a tighter ball.

Jing Zi lowered her voice and muttered a reminder:
"Be real. Even if it's Film Emperor Yu... your husband doesn't do fan pics or autographs in his personal time. And we won't even be allowed near the set during filming."

That was like a bucket of cold water.
And it was true—Yu Jingxing was famously strict about separating work and personal life. He didn't like being disturbed. One of the rare stars who actually stuck to that boundary.

Li Yuanyuan buried her face in her pillow, completely deflated.
"It seems so..."

Qi Zhen knew Yu Jingxing had been filming lately, but she wasn't sure if he was actually coming to S University. She'd been so exhausted before that she hadn't had the chance to ask him.

So now, eyelids drooping from sleepiness, she lay sprawled out on her bed, legs kicked up, texting him on WeChat.

But Yu Jingxing wasn't always available to text back instantly—he was always super busy when he was on set.

Clicking in, clicking out. Then again. And again, like a robot.

The girl stared at the chat window. She knew better deep down, but still couldn't help the bittersweet feeling rising inside. She thought, even if he just sent a little cat patting her on the head, it'd make her happy.

Then she noticed Yu Jingxing had changed his WeChat profile pic—from a tall, awe-inspiring cedar tree to a little orange tabby perched on a window sill watching the sunrise, tail hanging down, short legs and a soft white belly.

Because it was too short, the orange cat had to really stretch to get its paws up on the window sill. Its triangular ears looked all soft and squishy.

Qi Zhen blushed for no reason at all.

She propped her cheek on her hand, then rolled onto her back, letting out a long sigh.

At this hour, no college girls were asleep yet—dorm room talk time had kicked in.

And now that they had Qi Zhen, the little gossip fairy, who could resist a bit of chit-chat?

Jing Zi, on the opposite bed, had been watching her toss and turn for a while and finally called out to her.

Qi Zhen turned her face, which now had a red mark from being squished against the pillow. On her fair, milky skin, it was super noticeable. From the side, her shoulder blades looked thin and fragile, her loose pajamas softly draped over her frame, making her look gentle and delicate.

Her eyelashes drooped, long and thick, and there was a tiny beauty mark near the corner of her eye, almost invisible.

With the shifting light, her eyes shimmered like flowing water.

She had that kind of face—one that made people think she'd get her heart broken easily. Elegant and fragile, like she needed to be handled with the utmost care. Only then would she slowly bloom in the sunlight.

But the little gossip fairy across from her tilted her head, messy black hair falling into her face, her legs swinging lazily as she looked at Qi Zhen with a face full of adorable question marks.

Maybe face reading wasn't all that accurate, 'cause Qi Zhen looked pretty happy to her.

Jing Zi couldn't help but say, "Your boyfriend's really lucky."

Qi Zhen opened the chat window again and pouted. "...Hmph. He's just alright, I guess."

Jing Zi: "......"

Did she just hit a sore spot in their relationship?

Seriously, what kind of old guy wouldn't dote on a girl this cute?

Honestly, even if she messed up, she'd still be in the right.

Jing Zi suddenly felt like she'd become a total mom fan.

Because Qi Zhen was just way too precious—soft and sweet, like a little doll.

She was immediately filled with affection. "It's okay, don't be sad, baby."

Qi Zhen rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat up, hugging her blanket and looking at her.

She had no idea why Jing Zi called her "baby."

Was something wrong?

Qi Zhen thought about it, but her mind was getting fuzzy. She hadn't been resting well lately, always tangled up with Yu Jingxing.

Also, judging by the timing, her period was about to start, which made her a bit nervous. She was still kinda scared of getting pregnant.

Even though she knew Yu Jingxing would probably be thrilled if she did, she sure wouldn't be.

From the top bunk, Li Yuanyuan still seemed way too hyped, whispering to the other two girls in the room about their favorite celebrities.

Qi Zhen, too tired to join in, didn't say a word. But she also didn't lie down and sleep right away either—she stayed sitting up in her teddy bear pajamas, hugging her blanket like a little chick pecking rice.

That was her last bit of stubbornness.

Yu Jingxing had taught her, hand-in-hand, playing with her fingers while he calmly explained, "If you really want to make good friends, you've got to cater to their interests and be precise. That's the fastest way. On the flip side, if you don't get what they like, no matter how hard you try to please them, it'll just backfire. I don't want you bending over backwards for anyone."

Making an effort to join the conversation wasn't really the same as forcing herself to do something she didn't want to, right?

Qi Zhen hadn't made many friends in her freshman year, but she thought the girls in her dorm were all really nice.

Then she heard Jingzi say, "I'm more into the anime fandom, so I don't have any particular favorite celebrities. If I had to say who I kinda like... probably people like Yu Jingxing, Zhang Heshen, or Jiang Qian, that type."

"After all, we kind of grew up watching their stuff during our teenage years."

Li Yuanyuan immediately agreed, "Mature older guys are seriously so charming. I fangirl-smile at Emperor Yu every single day, okay? He's so popular but still super low-key."

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