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Chapter 19 Chapter 19 Ye Qinglan is drunk Su Jin unconsciously rubbed the small glass bottle with her fingertips, feeling restless. "Host, don't be in a daze!" The electronic sound of the system pierced into the mind sharply, "Tonight is the best time to have dinner together. Complete the task quickly and you can go home!" Su Jin suddenly came back to her senses and found that her eyes in the mirror were covered with thick blue and black eyes. "Su Jin?" A familiar voice came from behind, making her…-
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The nanny van slowly drove onto the Film Set. Through the window, Su Jin saw the staff gathered in small groups, their hushed conversations making her feel uneasy. Ever since she and Ye Qinglan publicly announced their relationship, scenes like this played out almost every day. "Don't be nervous." Ye Qinglan's warm palm covered hers, and she whispered, "I'm here." Su Jin forced a smile, but inwardly, she was full of bitter laughter. How could she not be nervous? Today they were filming the hot spring…
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Ye Qinglan watched Su Jin hunched over her meal, her fingertips tightening slightly beneath the table. She knew her questioning just now had been too obvious; that nearly obsessive possessiveness was almost breaking through the cage of her rationality. She took a deep breath, forcing herself to remain calm. "Tomorrow's scene..." Ye Qinglan casually changed the subject, "is a dialogue scene between the two of us at the hot springs. Should we look over the script beforehand?" Su Jin looked up as if…
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Chapter 16 Possessiveness Overload When Su Jin returned to the villa, Aunt Lin was busy in the kitchen. Seeing her enter, she immediately greeted her warmly, "Miss Su is back? Miss Ye just called to ask about you." "Auntie, is Ye... Qinglan back?" Su Jin asked cautiously. "Not yet, she said she'd be a little late." Auntie stepped aside to let her in. "What would you like for dinner?" "Just follow Qinglan's preferences, I'm fine with anything," Su Jin quickly replied. Auntie smiled and nodded, "Miss Ye…
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Chapter 15 Jealousy Su Jin’s good mood was ruined by the damned System, and she lost the desire to stay in the garden. She got up and returned to her room, wondering what to do, when her phone rang. Seeing the name “Lin Xiaoyu” on the screen, Su Jin froze. This was the first time she had received a call from the original Host’s friend since transmigrating into the book. “Hello?” Su Jin pressed the answer button, her voice carrying a cautious probe. “Xiaojin…” A soft voice came from…
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Chapter 14 The Confidence of the Official Girlfriend Su Jin slept restlessly all night, her dreams a tangled mess. The moment dawn broke, she opened her eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling for a long time before remembering where she was. She got out of bed quietly, afraid of waking Ye Qinglan next door. As she pushed open her door, she vaguely heard sounds of an argument coming from downstairs. Su Jin instinctively softened her footsteps, holding the stair railing as she slowly descended. "I already…
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The Heart’s Wall Opens Slightly The anonymous twenty thousand yuan in her account felt like a warm stone that had been weighing on the bottom of Shen Zhiyi’s heart for three whole days. During those three days, she could neither eat nor sleep, tossing and turning in distress. She had combed through every transaction record without finding a single clue, yet all her intuition pointed frantically toward one name—Lu Wanheng. She didn't dare send a WeChat message to confirm it. Her sensitive pride…-
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Glimmer in the Dark Twilight completely swallowed the Wugang skyline as thick white mist surged from the sea, coiling around the blue bricks and black tiles of the Old Town District, wrapping the entire network of alleys in a hazy gray-white shroud. Shen Zhiyi was curled up on a folding chair in her studio. She had been in this position for nearly three hours, her body as stiff as a forgotten statue. The digits on the electronic clock on her desk flickered. 23:17. The red light was particularly piercing…
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Besieged on All Sides Tear stains formed faint salt crusts on her cheeks. Shen Zhiyi crouched by the easel until her legs went numb before she braced herself against the floor to slowly stand up. The scent of turpentine in the studio was diluted by a heavy sense of grievance. On the desk, the sketches blurred by tears curled up in a corner, looking as tattered as her current state of mind. She didn't dare delay. The midnight deadline Shen Jiale had set was like a sword hanging over her head, drawing…
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Harsh Demands The warm light of the studio still carried the faint scent of turpentine. Lu Wanheng's profile was just beginning to take shape on the paper. The ochre pigment on the tip of the brush sat on the edge of the paper, not yet having time to blend into the hazy texture of Wugang. Suddenly, the old phone on the corner of the desk erupted. The sharp ringing pierced the rare silence of the studio, causing Shen Zhiyi's hand to jerk violently. A sudden ink mark slashed across the center of the paper,…
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