Chapter 05.2

“Let’s put aside who is backing Ji Yuxi, can your acting skills and commercial value compare to hers at all?”

“Without acting, I will never have commercial value.”

“If you don’t have a role to play, you should reflect on your own abilities! Not being so ambitious that you want everything.” Zhao Wenjun took a heavy breath, “If neither of these work, you could at least have the ability to cling to a big leg! How did you behave when you went to see the producer of Xinghua last time? You drank too much and vomited all over him, it’s merciful of the producer not to throw you out, who would be happy about this?!”

The subtext: You’re not good at anything, you’re never satisfied with anything.

No wonder the cooked duck flew away, it turns out she used the producer as a vomit bag.

Alcohol is made from food, and it is also a stumbling block on her road to success.

“Alright, I understand what you mean, I’ll handle it myself in the future.”

Not wanting to listen any further, Su Qian hung up the phone. Does being an 18^th-line star mean having no rights? She wants everything!

Life is hard when you’re transmigrated into a book, and the future is uncertain.

But on second thought, she clearly also clung to a “Jin” thigh.

It’s just a pity that the owner of this thigh seems to look forward to her jokes more than anyone else.

If you rely on a mountain, the mountain will fall; if you rely on a person, the person will run.

Having transmigrated into such a bizarre book, the only thing she can rely on is probably herself.

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In the afternoon, the crew’s coordinator sent over the schedule for tomorrow. Su Qian took out the script from her suitcase and glanced at it, then threw it aside after ten minutes.

Her legs were a bit numb from squatting for too long, the doorbell rang, and Su Qian limped over to open the door.

There were two people in uniforms standing at the door.

“Is this Comrade Su Qian?”

“…Yes.” Su Qian’s heart pounded, wondering if they were here to arrest her. She is a law-abiding good citizen.

“Thank you for the clues you provided yesterday, we’ve caught all those scammers. Today we want to understand the situation a bit more.”

Su Qian let out a heavy sigh of relief, dragging her numb legs quickly over, “I will definitely cooperate fully.”

The other party looked at her leg without any expression, nodded, “We hope that the masses can learn from you, even though you are physically disabled, your will is strong.”

Su Qian: “…”

She really just had numb legs.

After sending off the two public officials, Su Qian felt a bit drained and went back to her room to sleep. She didn’t notice that the male lead’s assistant in the book had sent a message.

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The meeting went on until after five in the afternoon. Jin Lie returned to his office exhausted, with many documents waiting for his signature.

After assistant Zhong Ning reported tomorrow’s schedule, he stood by the office desk, hesitating to speak.

“Is there anything else?” Jin Lie glanced at him.

Zhong Ning cleared his throat lightly and said, “The lady has not left the house all day today.”

“Has she been home all day?”

“Yes,” Zhong Ning said, “I don’t know why, but she didn’t go to meet with Shang Jingyu, and she didn’t contact him by phone either.”

Shang Jingyu and Jin Lie are arch-rivals in the business world. A week ago, Jin Lie unexpectedly learned that Su Qian had contacted him, seemingly preparing to use some news to gain some advantages for herself.

The agreed time was today.

Jin Lie was silent for a moment, “I see.”

Jin Lie didn’t return home until after eight o’clock. The house was pitch black, as if no one was there.

Jin Lie got out of the car and walked in, faintly seeing a faceless white shadow floating over in the dim light.

His eyelids twitched slightly, and he raised his hand to turn on the living room light. He looked at Su Qian, who had a face full of black, with annoyance, “What are you doing?”

Su Qian’s hands were tucked into the pockets of her bathrobe, and only her lips dared to move on her entire face, “Can’t you see, I’m applying a face mask.”

Jin Lie tugged at his tie, “I almost thought I saw a ghost.”

“I am a ghost, but I want to be the most beautiful one.” Su Qian turned and walked inside, “Have you eaten yet? I’m going to cook noodles, do you want some?”

Jin Lie changed into slippers and went upstairs, “I want to add an egg.”

A faint muttering sound came from behind him, “I was just asking casually…”

Fifteen minutes later, Jin Lie came down after taking a shower, and Su Qian was sitting at the dining table eating noodles. She had washed her face, and her red curly hair was tied into a ponytail with a rubber band. The heat was ironing, and her cheeks were flushed.

Jin Lie sat down across from her. The noodles looked pretty good, and the egg was smooth and full, he took a bite.

His eyes were full of surprise.

It was unexpectedly delicious.

Su Qian seemed to have not noticed, she bowed her head and finished her noodles, then she started to speak, “I have found a nanny, she will come over tomorrow morning. But I should be on set at that time and won’t be here.”

“So you still have a job.”

“What else?” Su Qian raised her eyebrows slightly, “Work makes me happy, I can’t let others think that I’m nothing but pretty.”

Jin Lie turned his head and coughed, “But your colleagues don’t seem to be happy.”

Su Qian knew that he must have seen some negative news.

“That’s not something I can control. I just do my job well and earn money. After all, only money is reliable.”

She loves money, Jin Lie knew that from the start. Hearing this kind of talk is not surprising.

“Don’t you need to do your homework before joining the crew?”

So leisurely, it doesn’t seem like she wants to do a good job.

“You married me without asking any questions, why are you so concerned now? Looking at your human-like appearance, why don’t you do human things and speak human words?! Pah!”

Jin Lie’s eyes turned cold, and he opened his mouth to stop her from having intermittent fits.

“This is my line, I can say it word for word to your face.” Su Qian finished eating and put down her chopsticks.

Is this also called a line? What kind of scriptwriter has such a low standard?

Jin Lie paused, “…What does ‘pah’ mean?”

“The sound of jumping off a building.”

Jin Lie: “…”

Su Qian propped her head with her hand and smiled at him, “In reality, I won’t easily die, but I can satisfy you in the drama. Remember to contribute to the ratings when it airs.”