Chapter 5: Am I Beautiful?

Tang Xin had four scenes to film in the morning with the female lead, the antagonist, and others. Each scene only lasted a few minutes, but as a small-time actress, she naturally had to work around the schedules of the other actors.

Thus, even though the total screen time added up to less than 20 minutes, it took her the entire morning.

It wasn’t until after 1 PM that she wrapped up filming and went to eat with Qi Shu.

After eating their fill, Qi Shu, scrolling on his phone, raised an eyebrow slightly. “Lin Shiyin has returned to the country.”

“Huh? Who did you say?” Tang Xin, still engrossed in her fish with pickled vegetables, immediately looked up. “You mean the famous actress, Lin Shiyin?”

Qi Shu chuckled. “Yeah. Why so shocked? People who don’t know better might think you actually know her.” But he was well aware that his scatterbrained little buddy definitely didn’t know the award-winning Lin Shiyin.

Tang Xin: … Actually, I do know her!

Not only do I know her, but I know her very well!

Because Lin Shiyin is the female lead from my novel!

Oh, and judging by the plot, this is exactly when she’s supposed to return to the country. It seems the original storyline hasn’t been altered by my transmigration into this world.

She wasn’t too concerned about that, though. What puzzled her was… why hasn’t the little system told her what kind of task she needs to complete to return to her original world?

Now that the female lead was back and the plot hadn’t changed, if she didn’t return soon, she’d likely die here.

There’s so much delicious food in the world she hasn’t tried yet—she didn’t want to die! Sob, sob, sob.

“What are you thinking about?” Qi Shu reached out and tapped her lightly on the head. “Hurry up and finish eating. We’ll head to a nearby hotel to rest for a bit. You’ve got an ad shoot later.”

“Oh, okay.”

The nearby hotel was close to the ad shoot location.

As a small-time actress, Tang Xin didn’t attract much attention.

After all, paparazzi wouldn’t waste their energy tailing someone with no value.

Her relationship with Qi Shu was solid—she’d always thought of him as a best buddy. During short breaks like this, they’d book a large room together: she slept on the bed, and Qi Shu on the sofa.

They’d done this in the past because they were both broke and needed to save money.

Even after she married Yue Yuze, aside from the alimony specified in their contract, Yue Yuze also gave her an additional monthly allowance of 100,000 yuan for living expenses.

However, she had gotten used to this arrangement with Qi Shu and didn’t think there was anything wrong with it.

“I think I understand now…”

Lying on the bed, Tang Xin finally figured out why Yue Yuze had looked like he wanted to bite her head off this morning!

He must have known that Lin Shiyin was coming back.

But now that his “white moonlight” was returning, he was already married.

That made her, the contractual wife, the biggest obstacle between him and his “white moonlight.”

“What did you figure out?” Qi Shu, lying on the sofa, turned his head to look at her.

“Nothing. Just go to sleep.”

The afternoon ad shoot was for a small brand’s lipstick. It took less than two hours.

No acting skills were needed for this.

All Tang Xin had to do was strike a few poses.

She was stunningly beautiful, especially her luscious lips, which were every woman’s dream and an irresistible allure to men.

The lipstick’s impact wasn’t solely due to the product itself. The right color, paired with a suitable makeup look, achieved the best effect. The makeup artist gave Tang Xin a subtle yet alluring look with an orange-red lipstick—subdued yet bold, understated yet vibrant. The makeup enhanced her already striking beauty, turning her into an enchanting little temptress.

By 6 PM, the ad shoot was done. Tang Xin, realizing it was dinnertime, decided not to remove her makeup and headed straight home.

Since she’d need to shower at home anyway, she figured she’d save herself the trouble of doing it twice.

She arrived at the villa around 7:30 PM, but she didn’t expect…

Yue Yuze was home.

It was obvious he had returned earlier than she had. He was seated elegantly in the first-floor living room, his long legs crossed gracefully as he read a financial newspaper. When he saw her come in, he set the newspaper down and looked at her indifferently.

Tang Xin planned to greet him briefly and head upstairs.

However, the system’s voice chimed in: Ding! A random task has appeared. Bat your eyes flirtatiously at the male lead and coyly ask him, ‘Am I beautiful?’ Completing the task will reward you with 30 fragments for unlocking the answer package to return to your original world. Collect 666 fragments to unlock the package.

Tang Xin stumbled at the doorway and nearly face-planted.

This blasted system!

She walked in, Yue Yuze’s gaze still faintly lingering on her before slightly pulling away…

Grinding her teeth, Tang Xin decided to go all out!

While his gaze was still on her, she curved her lips, batted her big eyes, and threw him a flirtatious wink.

Yue Yuze’s phoenix-like eyes narrowed dangerously as he looked at her.

Torn between choosing her life or the fragments, Tang Xin hesitated for a moment. Then, in her high heels, she strode toward the man on the sofa, her smile growing brighter. In a sweet and coquettish voice, she asked,

“President Yue, am I beautiful?”

…

To her dismay, she could clearly see Yue Yuze’s exquisite lips twitch violently. He then looked at her as if she were an idiot.

The system’s voice rang again: Ding! Congratulations to the transmigrator for completing the random task. You have been rewarded with 30 fragments for unlocking the package.

Yue Yuze hated it when Tang Xin tried to flirt with him, so for the sake of her life, she calmly continued, trying to act as natural as possible. “This is the look I used for a lipstick ad I just shot. I didn’t remove my makeup before coming back. Qi Shu said this look is particularly stunning. Since you’re a man too, I figured I’d ask for a second opinion.”

Ah, I’m so clever!

But why did it suddenly feel so cold? The temperature seemed to have dropped…

And… President Yue, why are you suddenly glaring at me with such a dark expression?

The man’s gaze deepened, his thin lips pursed slightly, and he coldly spat out one word: “Ugly.”

Author’s Note:

President Yue: Qi Shu, you shameless scoundrel! What does my wife’s beauty have to do with you?! Why are you praising her so much—what’s your real motive?!

Qi Shu, suddenly caught in the crossfire: … We’re both men. Don’t you already have a clue about what I might or might not be thinking?