Substitute Lover [Entertainment Industry] - Chapter 59

In late spring, a chilly night. The distant black asphalt road was illuminated by lights, casting a hazy white glow. The sound of cars whizzing past sounded like the night wind.

Jiang Cha suddenly widened her eyes.

The nearby black eyes were half-open, bright and clear, with each eyelash distinctly visible.

The sensation of her lips – warm, soft, and the slightly distant breath carrying a hint of cedarwood. The warm breath felt like a soft, warm current soaking through her entire body, making her heart throb and her fingertips tingle.

The touch was sweet, fragrant, and soft.

The kiss was very brief. Her tongue only penetrated slightly for a moment before Ji Fan left.

She just stared at her quietly.

Breathing slowly.

Jiang Cha’s face was burning hot, and steam rose. Her snow-white, soft cheeks were flushed red, like clouds that had been scorched.

Ji Fan’s cool fingertips touched her and gently stroked her.

Jiang Cha instantly slapped it away.

She couldn’t help but whisper, “What are you doing?”

“Just a kiss, do you mind?”

“There are so many people watching.”

Ji Fan turned her head, her expression calm. She wiped the moisture from her lips with her slender index finger and asked indifferently:

“The timer has already ended, so this doesn’t count as a foul, right?”

The host, startled and stunned, finally came back to her senses after being stared at by her. She cleared her throat and said slowly, “Yes, it doesn’t count as a foul.”

Of course, it doesn’t count as a foul.

As long as you have thick skin, you can kiss whoever you want.

Anyway, the post-production team will probably cut out this last part.

That was the end of the day’s task.

Among the eight people, Song Yuan had the highest amount of money. With the stack of coins that Ji Fan had given her plus the prize money from the program group, she had a total of over six hundred. The others had less, only a few hundred each after a day. Song Yuan, this girl, didn’t do anything all day but ended up with such a big harvest. I can only say that luck is also a kind of ability.

Afterwards, everyone dispersed and had a day off.

The next shooting was on the following night, which was the so-called “entrepreneurial plan” named by the program group.

No one was told specifically what to do.

With only that little money, what could they do?

Nowadays, it’s not even enough to buy groceries.

••••

Some of the eight guests stayed at the hotel that night as some of them lived out of town. Ji Fan and Jiang Cha lived nearby and went straight home.

As soon as they opened the door, a flapping sound came from the quiet air, as if a small animal was patting against the door, somewhat fiercely.

“Rabbit.”

“Must be starving.”

Jiang Cha bent down, took a pair of cotton slippers from the shoe cabinet, and placed them on the wooden floor.

While changing her shoes, she said casually, “Why don’t you take it back? Doesn’t your family have a maid?”

Ji Fan was stunned and didn’t say anything.

Ji Fan changed into a pair of cloth slippers and walked up the wooden stairs. She saw the rabbit huddled in its cage on the balcony of Jiang Cha’s bedroom. In the night, a bright lamp cast its light, illuminating it. A snow-white ball with ice-blue eyes, its pupils dilated and contracted, and its little nose twitched constantly.

When Ji Fan left, she had filled its food box with enough rabbit food. Although it was making a fuss now, Ji Fan wasn’t too worried.

It had only been a day, so it probably wouldn’t starve.

She scooped up a spoonful of rabbit food, filled its bowl, and cleaned the cage.

As she did so, she held her breath and thought that raising these little creatures was quite troublesome.

One careless moment and they could be gone.

Soft footsteps.

Jiang Cha squatted beside her.

Her long hair was draped quietly over her shoulders, carrying a faint, light fragrance that wasn’t very noticeable, but Ji Fan was very familiar with it.

“Do you like it?”

Ji Fan opened the cage and tried to let it out, but it was too busy burying its head in the food, chewing on the rabbit food. Its three-lobed mouth and large white teeth were faintly visible, looking silly and amusing.

“…”

Jiang Cha didn’t answer. She rested her chin on her knees and looked at it with her doe-like eyes, looking fascinated but feeling a bit bored herself.

Ji Fan lowered her head. In her long hair, a diamond earring on her white earlobe sparkled with the moonlight, sharp and icy.

She was wearing that suspender dress, and her collarbone was deep, making her look delicate and fragile, like porcelain. She supported herself on one knee, turned her head, revealing her white and beautiful ankle, and looked deeply at Jiang Cha.

“Have you thought of a name for it?”

Ji Fan asked.

“I don’t care.”

“No, let’s change it.”

“What’s the point? You’ll take it away after the divorce anyway.”

Ji Fan looked at her and said calmly, “You really want a divorce.”

Jiang Cha didn’t say anything.

She defaulted.

In Ji Fan’s thick hair, her face was illuminated by the moonlight, white and transparent.

Her eyelids drooped, and the sharpness in her black eyes was completely obscured, looking a little lonely and innocent, making people feel sorry for her and unable to say anything harsh.

Ji Fan said softly, “Let’s sleep together tonight. Just sleep, nothing else.”

Jiang Cha was stunned.

She couldn’t help but look sideways at Ji Fan.

In her long curly hair, her skin was white, and her red lips were very eye-catching. Her lips were thin but very hot, always seeming to be slightly warmer than Jiang Cha’s.

She had kissed her not long ago, and actually, it felt… very good.

That kiss was unforgettable.

She hadn’t done that kind of thing for a long time.

The reason why it felt so good might be because it had been too long, and her nerve endings had become sensitive. Any slight movement could turn into a devastating current, shooting everywhere.

“What are you thinking about?”

Ji Fan lifted her thin eyelids, her eyes shining brightly, as if she could see through her.

Jiang Cha suddenly lowered her head, and a faint blush appeared on her snow-white side profile.

••••

The next day, Xu Qingzhu swaggered into her office and without a word, pulled a box of medicine from her bag and slammed it onto the desk.

“I went to Germany and brought this back for you.”

“What is this?”

Ji Fan glanced down. The packaging was all in German. Ji Fan had studied a little German, but not very deeply, and she could understand some of it, but the chemical drugs were completely incomprehensible.

“Anyway, it’s very effective for treating Intracerebral hemorrhage.”

Xu Qingzhu leaned against her desk and smiled, “You should try it.”

Ji Fan blinked, wanting to thank her, but before she could say anything, Xu Qingzhu beat her to it, “No need to thank me.”

Ji Fan sighed, propped up her chin, and looked out the window without blinking. “Someone said I wouldn’t live for a year.”

Xu Qingzhu was startled and laughed.

A few days ago, if someone had said that, she might have believed it, but now – wasn’t Ji Fan back to normal? She looked quite healthy, and that sickly look was gone.

Live less than a year?

Are you kidding?

“Who said that?”

“A director.”

“How would she know?”

“She doesn’t even know I’m sick. She was so accurate, it made me a bit annoyed.”

Ji Fan stuffed the box of medicine into her bag, pinched her brow, and said, “Anyway, I’ve finished taking the medicine prescribed by the doctor, and I haven’t recovered yet, so I really need to go for a follow-up check-up.”

“How are you feeling now?”

“Much better.”

Ji Fan said, “As long as I’m not emotionally stimulated, I don’t usually get headaches.”

“That’s good.”

Xu Qingzhu comforted her, “You’ll be fine.”

Between friends, there are always times when words fail.

When someone is sad, you comfort them and tell them not to be sad;

When someone is sick, you can only say, “You’ll be fine.”

But for a moment, Ji Fan felt a little more confident.

She would be fine.

••••

Ji Fan went to the company early in the morning.

Jiang Cha had a morning off from filming and needed to go to a new set in the afternoon. The set was located in the former residence of a Republic of China general, a national key cultural relic. Song Baiwei had taken a long time to get permission to film there.

Compared to the film studio, the set was much more exquisite and grand.

Jiang Cha propped her forehead and looked at the script for a while, then placed it on the bedside table and got up to tidy the bed.

As she lifted the pillow, she suddenly saw a round object.

To be precise, it was a ring.

Hidden under the bed sheet.

Jiang Cha lifted the bed sheet curiously and saw a bracelet.

It was made of top-quality Hetian jade, a warm white color, soft and gentle. The texture was dense and delicate, heavy and smooth, and slightly translucent in the morning sun.

Holding it in her hand, it quickly warmed up to her body temperature, feeling warm and soft.

She was very familiar with the bracelet. It was a family heirloom.

It had once belonged to her grandmother.

Now, it was left to her by her mother.

It was obvious that it was a gift for Ji Fan.

Jade is said to ward off evil and protect against misfortune.

“The Chronicles of Jade” says that Chen Yuanxin fell from the third floor of Qingchuan Pavilion one year, but she was unharmed, while the jade broke. It is said that the jade took the hit for her, and that’s why it broke.

There are many such stories.

Jiang Cha thought it was just superstition.

She looked at the jade bracelet a little uneasily.

She had thrown away Ji Fan’s ring, but this jade bracelet felt heavy in her hand, and she didn’t know how to give it to her.

What if Ji Fan threw it away?

Jiang Cha’s face turned slightly red, and she stuffed the bracelet back under Ji Fan’s pillow, thinking that she would find it when she went to sleep. In this way, she could simply say that it was her mother’s intention, and it would be up to Ji Fan to accept it or not, thus avoiding an awkward situation.

••••

In the morning, Jiang Cha took the rabbit to the balcony to sunbathe for a while, flipped through the script and took notes, and then casually glanced at Weibo.

The editing was very efficient.

Around noon, the program clips were released.

The program’s Weibo exploded.

There were unexpectedly many comments, and she felt that the program must have spent a lot of money on pre-publicity.

Jiang Cha clicked in.

Hot search 3: #Honeymoon Trip Scheduled for 4.2#

[Exclusive clip part 1: Violin confession? Street performance? Cherry kiss? The sweetness of this episode is unbelievable!]

The video only had a few fleeting shots, and each of the eight people had their moment in the spotlight, all of which were highlights. The clip was accompanied by an upbeat English song and ended just right.

Jiang Cha clicked on the comments.

“Ahhhhh, I can’t wait!”

“Confession? Is it what I think it is?”

“Chacha is beautiful.”

“Hahaha, is Director Song a fortune teller? Is she accurate?”

••••

Most of the comments were friendly.

However, some people pretended to be experts and started picking on Ji Fan:

“You can’t play the violin in high heels!”

“In such a short time, who can hear clearly what she’s playing?”

“It’s just a pose. [Eating melon]”

“The violin playing is really beautiful!”

“Hahaha, it’s really beautiful.”

••••

Jiang Cha looked at these comments and felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

She frowned slightly, feeling a strange sense of justice, wanting to uphold justice, so she couldn’t help but start commenting with a small account.

“Have you heard the live version? It’s really good!”

“How can you say that!”

•••••

Jiang Cha didn’t know how to argue, so she just kept saying things like “That’s too much”, “It’s very good”, “Why are you saying that”, which were completely non-aggressive and had no presence, and they disappeared in a moment.

Jiang Cha was so angry that she didn’t realize what she was doing until a moment later.

She was defending Ji Fan?

Why?

Jiang Cha shook her head in disbelief, and was about to go back and delete it when she heard the sound of footsteps upstairs.

She put her phone aside and felt an itch on her calf. When she looked down, she saw a row of mosquito bites. She hadn’t been sleeping well last night and had bumped her leg against the mosquito net.

So she took a bottle of insect repellent and sprayed it on her calf.

Unfortunately, the nozzle of the bottle was tilted upwards, and Jiang Cha didn’t pay attention, so when she pressed it, it sprayed all over her face.

Fortunately, she closed her eyes in time, and only a few slightly spicy mists got into her eyes.

Jiang Cha’s long eyelashes trembled non-stop, and there was a thin layer of red at the corners of her eyes. Bright tears moistened her long eyelashes, and her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, giving her a pitiful appearance.

She closed her eyes and groped her way to the bathroom, one step, two steps, three steps…

Suddenly, she bumped into a soft embrace.

A cold fragrance surrounded her, cedarwood, sandalwood, agarwood, and woody floral notes, very pleasant.

The fragrance was cold, but the person was warm.

“What are you doing?”

A low voice asked.