I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!

Chapter 506 - 505: Otherwise, I’ll Have to Force You to Apologize

Half Mountain Villa.

Cheng Zhirang ran the bath, and Mu Qiu went into the bathroom to take a soak, playing light music, with her eyes closed, applying a face mask.

Then she took out the contact information she got from Qing Rong and dialed a call out.

After a few rings, a sweet-voiced girl picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hello. This is Mu Qiu."

There was a sudden silence on the other end.

Mu Qiu smiled without emotion, and politely asked, "Is this Mao Dodo? I’m Mu Qiu from Fire Man, calling to ask why you spread rumors about me plagiarizing?"

Coming straight on like this, the other side was obviously at a loss for words, unable to speak for a while.

"It’s okay if you don’t speak, I can guess," Mu Qiu said coldly, "because of Qing Rong?"

When Qing Rong’s name was mentioned, the other person had words to say, and sarcastically remarked:

"You dare mention Qing Rong? Just started dating someone in the entertainment circle, making it public knowledge, and the next day being so intimate with Qing Rong, entering and exiting together, it ruined our fan meeting."

"Have you written too many naive stories that your mind’s not clear? Do I need to teach you how to use ’entering and exiting together’?" Mu Qiu’s tone didn’t fluctuate at all,

"Also, stop with the sarcasm, your voice is very unpleasant."

"You!" The other person started to get angry, "Aren’t you afraid that your relationship with Qing Rong will be discovered by Cheng Zhirang’s fans?!"

"I actually want to ask you, what is my relationship with Qing Rong?"

"Your relationship is so good..."

"I have a good relationship with many people," Mu Qiu didn’t want to listen, directly interrupting her, "Does my good relationship with them have anything to do with my feelings for my boyfriend?

Your word usage is inappropriate and your logic is poor, how do you even write books that your readers like?"

Mao Dodo was furious, "Whether I write well or not is not for you to judge! At least I’ve participated in several author meet-ups, you just got popular from that reality show novel, who are you to judge me?!"

"I have no right to judge you, which is why I’ve never said anything before. But you also have no right to judge me, so why spread rumors about my plagiarism?

Solely because you feel I have a good relationship with Qing Rong and want to harm me? Miss, are your views distorted? Please come forward and apologize."

The other person started to dodge the question, but Mu Qiu didn’t say much more, simply threatening her blandly: "If you don’t apologize voluntarily, then I’ll have to force you to apologize."

It’s a matter of integrity among authors to not spread rumors about another author plagiarizing; her work would certainly be affected.

Mao Dodo became anxious: "What evidence do you have to prove that I spread the rumors?!"

"You spread the rumors without evidence, yet so many people believed it. As the victim, if I say it was you spreading rumors, even without evidence, shouldn’t there be many who believe me?"

This was a very clear threat.

The other side was stunned, but could not find words to refute her.

The bathroom door was knocked, and outside Cheng Zhirang lowered his voice, "Don’t soak for too long."

Mu Qiu covered the phone and replied with an okay, then said one last sentence to the other side:

"I don’t have time to play a silent game with you. You better apologize on Weibo soon, or I’ll have to forcefully make you say sorry.

Also, if you like Qing Rong, go for it, stop with these sneaky tactics. If you are so capable, go and pursue him. That’s all for now; hope you gain some sense."

After finishing speaking, she hung up the phone, peeled off her mask, stood up from the tub, quickly dried off, and wrapped herself in a bathrobe to leave.

Cheng Zhirang had already bathed in the guest room, his hair half-dry, wearing home wear, standing by the window on a call.

Mu Qiu walked over to him light-footedly; Cheng Zhirang saw her coming and wrapped an arm around her waist.

"Hmm, thank you, I’ll review the script and get back to you by Wednesday."

"Okay, I will take a good look."

They didn’t talk for long, and the call ended, Mu Qiu looked up and asked him, "Did someone send you a script again?"

"Yeah," he smoothed her long hair, then softly said, "This year is already halfway through, and I still haven’t settled on a project."

"But you’re recording a show, the show should last another month."

"If I can quickly find a script I like, I can negotiate with the crew to return on weekends to record the show. If not, I’ll probably have to wait until the show finishes to join a crew."

Mu Qiu frowned, "If you join a crew so soon, won’t that be very exhausting?"

"This is how it is for actors. At that time, you can come visit the set."

"Just like Brother Jiang Lu said, give a lonely handsome guy some warmth?" she laughed.

Cheng Zhirang also laughed, "Don’t listen to what he says, I usually have Assistant Liang or Assistant Wen with me on set; even if I really get soaked and have no clothes to change into, it’s definitely needed for filming."

Mu Qiu wrapped her arms around his waist, her chin resting on his chest, looking up at him and said, "I thought you would take the opportunity to say that it’s really pitiful and tiring, needing some warmth. That way, I’d visit you more often."

Cheng Zhirang thought for a moment, "Can I make a request now? To want you to visit me more often."

In such a scenario with such a tone, who could refuse?

Mu Qiu stood on tiptoe and kissed his chin, randomly feeling that she was taking on a major responsibility, "Don’t worry, if that’s the case, I will definitely come often to give you warmth."

"Okay."

The conversation was relaxed; Cheng Zhirang didn’t mention her phone call in the bathroom nor did she say much about it.

She thought, women get jealous when they hear another woman’s name from a man’s mouth, likewise, men also get jealous when they hear another man’s name from a woman’s mouth.

Unless the two don’t like each other.

Therefore, she deliberately tried to bring up or even downright avoided mentioning Qing Rong’s name in front of him, only talking about Zhao Yu.

Respect is mutual; he never brought up other women in front of her, so she should return the same level of respect.

It was already quite late, they didn’t talk much by the window, and Cheng Zhirang holding her hand led her towards the bed.

Halfway there, Mu Qiu suddenly stopped.

A warm flow issued from below, so familiar it couldn’t be more familiar.

Cheng Zhirang tilted his head to look at her: "What’s wrong?"

"I don’t know... May I make a small request?"

"What?"

"There should be a blue item in my suitcase, could you get it for me?"

Cheng Zhirang paused.

"Your period came?"

"...Yes."

"You go to the bathroom first, wait for me."

He turned around and immediately went downstairs.

Mu Qiu shuffled to the bathroom, sat on the toilet pondering deeply.

Oh, is this the advantage of a mature man? A girlfriend simply hints and he immediately gets it.

However... facing the sudden visit of a period on a dark and windy night, what bad timing. Mu Qiu practically wanted to cover her face and hide in the bathroom till the next morning.