The Film Emperor's Secretly Married Wife Ch. 26

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Compared to Yu Jingxing, who wore a mask and a casual trench coat, Sister Sun's presence was way more imposing.

And the second she spotted Qi Zhen, her brows furrowed like she was about to say something, "Miss—"

Qi Zhen quickly took a step forward before she could finish, lowered her head, and hurriedly held out a notebook and marker. Her voice was soft and pleading, "C-could you please sign this for my friend? We're all huge fans. Please?"

The whole group immediately turned to look at her.

Not because Qi Zhen had done anything particularly attention-grabbing—it was just that Yu Jingxing had stopped walking the moment she stepped forward, quietly looking at her, unreadable behind his mask.

Even Sister Sun seemed caught off guard, momentarily speechless, and didn't move to block her like she normally would.

Across the hall, Li Yuanyuan and Jing Zi stood frozen, jaws practically on the floor, staring at Qi Zhen. No one had expected their delicate little fairy to be this bold.

Yu Jingxing, eyes calm above the mask, gazed down at her and spoke in a voice that was unbelievably gentle. "Sure."

He very smoothly took the pink polka-dot notebook Li Yuanyuan had been holding and signed his name with a few quick strokes.

Then he lowered his gaze slightly, the corners of his eyes crinkling into a soft smile. "All good?"

Qi Zhen glanced back at Li Yuanyuan, who was looking at her with wide, hopeful eyes. She braced herself, stammered a little, then asked, "Uh... would it be okay if we took a photo with you? My friend really, really likes you..."

Any true fan of Yu Jingxing would know—he never accepted fan interactions of any kind during his private time.

Not because he was full of himself or anything. In fact, he was famously calm, polite, and respectful. But on this matter, he was firm. It was his way of keeping his personal life separate.

And technically, now that the shoot had wrapped, this was his private time.

Normally, his assistant Sister Sun would've stepped in by now and shut it down.

But weirdly enough, today she just stood there frozen, like someone had cast a spell on her.

Yu Jingxing looked at Qi Zhen for a moment, then gave her the softest of smiles, his gaze deep and gentle. "During my personal time, I usually don't take photos with fans."

Qi Zhen nodded, visibly disappointed. "Okay. I understand."

Then, almost casually, he added, "But I'm in a good mood today. Go ahead and call your friends over."

Qi Zhen looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with surprise, her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment and guilt.

One by one, they took photos with the movie star. Yu Jingxing stayed composed the whole time—calm and approachable as always. If he had any personal thoughts about the situation, they didn't show on his face at all.

Qi Zhen, on the other hand, was clearly on edge, sneaking glances at him again and again.

After the last photo was taken, Yu Jingxing turned to her, eyes crinkling ever so slightly. "What about you? Want an autograph?"

Even with the black mask covering the lower half of his face, his eyes alone were enough to make hearts flutter—deep, sharp, and devastatingly handsome.

Qi Zhen was suddenly reminded of the way he looked at her when they were in bed. That same composed, elegant man had once lost control with her, and his gaze had been exactly like this.

She suddenly felt a little shy. Her soft, pale hand curled slightly as she looked up at him. "Would you... sign my hand?"

Yu Jingxing took the marker, smiled faintly, then lowered his head and slowly, carefully signed his name in the center of her palm.

Then he looked up and said in his usual calm tone, "All done."

Qi Zhen instinctively curled her fingers, as if trying to protect the warmth spreading from her palm. The tingling sensation crept through her chest and deep into her heart.

She couldn't help but smile, her eyes curving sweetly as she whispered, "Thank you. I really like you."

Yu Jingxing paused slightly, gaze unreadable as he stared down at her.

Then he replied, voice low and deep, "Mm. I know."

After leaving the Moral Education Building, Li Yuanyuan hooked her arm around Qi Zhen's, her face still flushed with excitement.

She grinned and said, "So, how is it? Is my male god not awesome? I swear, I won't even wash my hands or shower for a whole month!"

"My heart's beating so fast, what should I do? Ah, I'm dying, aahhhh—"

Qi Zhen immediately looked a bit disgusted but didn't know how to respond.

Jing Zi came over and grabbed her, pinching Qi Zhen's face, then realized it felt like touching soft tofu—smooth and tender, "I didn't expect our real treasure to be so proactive."

Qi Zhen lowered her head, looked at the autograph in her palm, and carefully made a loose fist, "Who doesn't like a good-looking guy?"

As she said this, her face inexplicably flushed again.

The feeling in her palm lingered, his handwriting sharp and full of energy, its lines bold and flowing, blending into her white palm.

Qi Zhen had heard that a person's handwriting was often similar to their personality.

No matter how their temperament or speech appeared, the handwriting revealed their most authentic nature.

Walking along, Qi Zhen spaced out, noticing people glancing at her and shyly pressing her lips together.

She didn't understand what was so amusing.

Li Yuanyuan teased her, "You're acting like a little wife, what's going on? Didn't you say you only love Nili* Tanzhi? Are you ready to switch sides?"

(*no clear explanation about 'Nili' from the sources we usually rely on. Some say it might have something to do with being Feng Tanzhi's fans.)

Qi Zhen's eyes went wide, and she quickly replied, "No way!"

Tanzhi worked so hard, he's the best guy in the world, and she was going to walk the flowery path with him!

Li Yuanyuan continued on her own, "But when you asked for a photo earlier, I was really surprised. I mean, yes, he's my idol, but Yu Jingxing in real life doesn't seem that approachable. He's not cold or anything, just has a certain aura about him. I hesitated for a long time before I dared to speak to him."

Qi Zhen nodded and said seriously, "He's actually very gentle."

Li Yuanyuan sweated a bit, "Well, I guess he's okay."

Like the rumors said, he was polite and reserved, but a bit distant.

At least when it came to taking a photo, Yu Jingxing only smiled and thanked her for her enthusiastic compliments. He was polite without being overly friendly.

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