Acting as the Movie Queen Love Rival’s Golden Finger GL - Chapter 16

Song Jianzhi turned her head and threw the peach pit into the trash, her movements a little hurried.

She twisted on the faucet and washed the sticky peach juice from her hands, her back facing Ming Xu. Her delicate, shapely figure was half-covered by the curls falling to her waist, the ends of her hair swaying against her slender waist.

Today, Song Jianzhi was wearing a simple lemon-yellow and white plaid camisole dress. Her skin was fair, and the lemon yellow made her look fresh and bright, like the slice of lemon perched on top of an iced soda in summer.

Ming Xu watched for a while, then slowly finished eating the soft peach, bit by bit.

As soon as Song Jianzhi finished washing her hands, she slipped outside. Ming Xu was not in any hurry to go find her.

Ming Xu opened the refrigerator. Inside were all kinds of ingredients Li Man had bought yesterday, filling two full shelves. Ming Xu thought for a moment, took the beef from the freezer, and placed it in water to defrost. Then she washed and cut the scallions, ginger, garlic, and the like, and also soaked the vegetables.

Of course, everything was prepared for two people.

After finishing all of this, Ming Xu washed her hands and carried the fruit out of the kitchen. Song Jianzhi was curled up on the sofa hugging a throw pillow. When she saw Ming Xu come out, she said with a serious face, “We need to talk about the Weibo trending searches.”

Straight to the point, as if she were afraid Ming Xu would start some strange topic.

Ming Xu placed the fruit plate on the coffee table and sat down on the single sofa nearby, putting a little distance between herself and Song Jianzhi. She was wearing black silk loungewear, her legs crossed, revealing a section of snowy-white ankle.

“Mm. All right.”

“This move from Xiwang was caused by your contract termination. Xinghan won’t stand by and do nothing. I’ve already given instructions on that side, and the PR department will handle things for you at the right time.” Song Jianzhi smiled as she reached this point. “You’re more familiar with how this works than I am, so I won’t explain too much. In short, we won’t let you suffer any grievances.”

Ming Xu was concise. “I believe you.”

Song Jianzhi paused, then continued, “I’ve already borrowed lawyers from the law firm under the Song family’s name from Sister. They’ll be responsible for cooperating with the dedicated team on your contract termination.”

“You only need to focus on preparing for the audition for Don’t Believe There Is No Fate.” At this point, Song Jianzhi looked at her phone’s lock screen. “Today is already the 26th. The audition is on the 31st. I’ll be there then.”

Ming Xu raised her brows in surprise.

Song Jianzhi blinked, carrying a little pride. “Don’t Believe There Is No Fate is invested in by the Song family.”

Ming Xu was startled, then curved her lips. “All right.”

“The PR side plans to release news in the next couple of days that you’re moving to Xinghan, shifting the audience’s attention to your contract termination instead of constantly staring at that love-triangle mess…” When she reached this point, Song Jianzhi gathered her hair bashfully, her gaze falling on the pattern of the throw pillow. “Don’t worry. That matter will definitely be suppressed.”

After all, Song Jianyin already knew about it. How could she allow rumors involving Song Jianzhi to keep being twisted into something ugly?

There was a trace of laughter in Ming Xu’s eyes. She leaned forward, just about to say something, when Song Jianzhi’s phone lit up. Song Jianzhi lowered her head to look at the message, then quickly raised it again and said rapidly, “They’re telling me to hurry and check the trending searches.”

When there were too many debts, one stopped worrying. Ming Xu was very calm as she asked, “Is there more dirt on me?”

Song Jianzhi’s expression was a little blank, and also a little confused. “No… they said it’s mine?”

A sharp glint flashed through Ming Xu’s eyes, and she immediately lowered her head to open Weibo.

Sure enough, the first spot on Weibo had glaringly changed to “Socialite Song Jianzhi.”

This was the first time Song Jianzhi’s real name had appeared on Weibo. Previously, they had only called her “the Song socialite” or “Song Third.” This was practically an airborne trending topic, and one could tell at a glance that someone was pushing it from behind.

Many people who saw this trending topic were probably bewildered. Song Jianzhi? Who was that? They would only know it was Song Third after clicking in and reading the content.

Song Jianzhi: Who spent so much money for me?

Whether good or bad, the money spent on paid commenters was real.

Song Jianzhi tapped in and saw that the most popular post was like an entire melon field, every sentence a huge, round melon.

“#SocialiteSongJianzhi# Who would have thought Ming Xu’s contract termination was forced by her love rival? Song Jianzhi truly lives up to being the wealthy heiress of the Song family. Even the already-famous Ming Xu is unable to withstand a single blow before her hahaha.”

“The blogger isn’t just making things up out of nowhere. Although photos weren’t allowed at the banquet, the so-called love-triangle scene was Song Jianzhi belittling Ming Xu. Ming Xu didn’t respond at all and simply left, clearly giving way. All of this happened in full view of everyone.”

“If Ming Xu obediently terminates her contract and doesn’t act in Wei Xiao’s investment drama, maybe Song Jianzhi will still let Xinghan reward Ming Xu with a mouthful of food. If she doesn’t listen, who would dare give Ming Xu resources again? Who wouldn’t have to give the Song family some face? The entertainment industry waters are too deep. Quietly eating melon. #BaredTeeth”

It was written quite convincingly, as if the poster really were an innocent passerby eating gossip.

Song Jianzhi almost believed it herself while reading. She even felt that if the original female lead had followed this routine, maybe it would have suppressed Ming Xu more effectively than simple arrogant bullying through power.

Ming Xu also finished reading it and quickly scanned the comment section below. Everywhere she looked were words like “love rival” and “Ming Xu whitewashed.” Of course, most of the paid trolls were still attacking Song Jianzhi, pinning the word “disgusting” onto her.

Ming Xu closed her eyes for a moment, then said in a low voice, “This matter needs to be resolved as soon as possible.”

Song Jianzhi was still looking at the comment section, her head lowered without speaking. Ming Xu was a little worried about her and called softly, “Jianzhi?”

Song Jianzhi sniffed, then lifted her head. Her expression still seemed fairly natural as she answered, “I spaced out just now.”

Ming Xu looked at her carefully.

Song Jianzhi lowered her head again. “I’ll reply to the assistant on Xinghan’s side. Let them discuss this matter and come up with a plan.”

After saying that, her fingers moved quickly as she typed. After a long while, she lifted her head and said in a light tone, “I thought about it carefully just now, and combined with the information from Xinghan’s channels, it should be…”

Ming Xu interrupted her. “It’s Wei Xiao, right?”

When she said this, Ming Xu’s lips were pressed tightly together, the ends of her long, slender brows lowered, her face cold and frozen.

It was the first time Song Jianzhi had seen her so angry. Even when the entire internet was targeting her, Ming Xu had never exposed her emotions like this.

Seeing her this way, Song Jianzhi immediately forgot the grievance she had been forcing down in her heart and said softly, “It’s fine. Don’t be so angry.”

“Wei Xiao can’t do anything to me.”

Ming Xu controlled the emotions surging inside her and forced herself back into a calm state. “I dragged you into this.”

Yes. It was her contract termination that had dragged Song Jianzhi into being attacked by paid commenters, and into being used by Wei Xiao as a shield. This made her hate Wei Xiao, and also feel that his baseness was simply disgusting to the extreme.

But what she could forgive even less was that Song Jianzhi had suffered malicious attacks from others because of her.

Ming Xu closed her eyes again, doing her best to calm herself and press all those tangled emotions beneath the tide in her heart.

The most important thing right now was to solve the problem.

Ming Xu carefully looked at the Weibo ID called “Entertainment Melonfield Badger.” After thinking for a moment, she opened her contacts and found someone saved as “Gu’an Studio Liu Le.”

She took her phone and stood up. A trace of heartache flashed through her eyes as she said to Song Jianzhi, “I’m going to make a call.”

Her voice was very soft and careful, as if Song Jianzhi were a blooming dandelion and a slightly louder breath would scatter her.

Ming Xu went to the balcony connected to the living room and reached out to close the balcony door.

Before Song Jianzhi could think of what to say, the glass door was already completely shut.

She only saw Ming Xu send her a comforting look through the clean glass, as if saying, I’m here.

Song Jianzhi’s eyes suddenly reddened, and moisture spread over her clear pupils.

People were like this. If one had to bear it alone, even a grievance as huge as the sky could be endured without a sound. But the moment one was protected, the moment one was cherished, even the smallest thing could become an enormous grievance.

Song Jianzhi suddenly thought of her previous life.

She did not know whether Ming Xu came back too quickly, or whether she herself had been too absorbed in thought.

The sound of the door opening awakened Song Jianzhi. She raised her head and watched Ming Xu come closer.

Halfway there, Ming Xu froze in place. Her expression seemed a little helpless, a little nervous.

Song Jianzhi subconsciously gave her a tearful smile.

Then she saw Ming Xu walk quickly over in a few steps and bend down in front of her, sighing softly.

“Don’t cry.”

Song Jianzhi’s lashes trembled lightly, and a tear suddenly rolled down from her thick lashes onto her cheek.

Ming Xu bent down and gently kissed the tear away.

Filled with heartache.

“Zhizhi, don’t cry.”

Author’s Note:

Today, I remembered the classic candy-guessing meme and casually wrote a Ming-Song version. It has nothing to do with the main text.

Ming Xu: “Guess how many pieces of candy I have in my pocket?”

Song Jianzhi: “If I guess right, will you let me eat them?”

Ming Xu nodded. “Mm. If you guess right, I’ll give you both pieces.”

Song Jianzhi swallowed and said, “I guess five.”

Ming Xu smiled, peeled open the candy wrapper, and held the candy to Song Jianzhi’s lips. “Mm. I still owe you three pieces.”

Song Jianzhi happily ate it. It was honey peach flavored.

The next day, when Ming Xu gave her candy again, Song Jianzhi was super fierce. “Eating candy makes my waist sore and my legs weak. I’m not eating it!”

Ming Xu smiled faintly. “Five pieces. You guessed it yourself. You have to finish them.”

Song Jianzhi: “Ying.”

The author absolutely did not feed you sugar in the author’s note because today’s plot was a tiny bit angsty. Absolutely not.

Actually, today was pretty sweet, right? Super quietly.