Luo Wenchuan's eyes reddened again; they were the most delicate and heartbreaking eyes in the world. Song Ling had softened his heart countless times because of those beautiful eyes, but unfortunately, this time he simply didn't have the time to soften his heart.
Song Ling walked past Luo Wenchuan and went downstairs.
Luo Wenchuan stared blankly at Song Ling's retreating figure, his fists clenched tightly together.
A voice in his mind told him that he and Song Ling could never go back to the way things were before, but why was that?
Why doesn't Song Ling like him as much as before? Is it because of Qing He?
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The snow was falling heavily outside the hotel. Song Ling, wearing only a thin coat, shivered as soon as she stepped outside.
It's too cold; even in the afternoon, there's no sign of the temperature rising.
Today's filming location is in the valley to the west. Song Ling drove onto a small road, parked the car, and followed the road signs to find the location.
The crew was still filming, and Song Ling stood quietly in the distance, waiting.
Director Chen was about to go find the screenwriter when he looked up and saw Song Ling dressed in black against the white snow.
The person seemed to have rushed over; their face was deathly pale from the cold, and snowflakes had gathered on their eyebrows and hair. Their cashmere coat was mostly soaked.
When Director Chen saw this silly roe deer, he suddenly felt a pang of sadness. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, he quickly walked over.
"Xiao Song."
"I'm late, I'm sorry." Song Ling knew that just saying sorry wouldn't do any good, but at the moment, only these two words could express his apology.
Director Chen patted Song Ling on the shoulder, opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.
The two remained silent for a long time. Director Chen seemed to have finally figured out what to say, and looked up at him, saying, "I sent you a call request this morning, and Luo Wenchuan answered it. Tell me the truth, were you forced into this, or was it consensual?"
If he was forced into it, even if it offended Luo Wenchuan, he would still make Song Ling leave quickly to avoid trouble. If it was consensual, he had nothing to say.
Song Ling knew that she could no longer hide the matter between her and Luo Wenchuan, so she simply confessed, "I've known him for a long time."
"What did you say?"
Song Ling is the son of the CEO of Qinghe, which was later acquired by Fengxing. Director Chen had suspected beforehand that the two might have known each other for a long time. But Song Ling's answer was still quite surprising.
The word "know" has too many meanings; it can mean a fleeting encounter or a deep friendship.
Luo Wenchuan is the young master of Enigma, a wealthy and powerful family. Song Ling only has Qinghe behind him, and Qinghe has become a popular item. It's obvious what happened in between that Song Ling suffered a loss.
"Luo Wenchuan is such a person..."
Director Chen wanted to say something, but suddenly realized he had no right to speak. He must have been so engrossed in reading too many scripts that he actually thought Luo Wenchuan and Song Ling were a perfect match.
How could they possibly be a perfect match?
"What does Director Chen want to say?" Song Ling asked, her clear eyes reflecting the snow-covered ground and sky.
He has always been a pure and innocent person, possessing the most sincere and passionate heart. The more sincere he is, the easier it is for him to be moved by emotions, becoming deeply involved and at the mercy of others.
But this person is also a very loyal and affectionate person.
Director Chen was silent for a moment, then exhaled a cold breath and said to him, "I can't control you, nor do I have the right, but Xiao Song, you have to be careful. Luo Huaishan is not someone to be trifled with. I can tell you're kind-hearted, which makes you vulnerable to being taken advantage of."
Director Chen hadn't interacted much with Luo Wenchuan, but he'd noticed in the last few days that the man was cold-hearted and aloof, and that he inherited a lot of Luo Huaishan's personality.
He had previously associated with Luo Wenchuan's elder brother, Luo Shupei, who was a complete hypocrite, somewhat like Shi Xingyun, but Shi Xingyun was far less cunning. Shi Xingyun wouldn't resort to underhanded tactics, but Luo Shupei was different; he'd be nice to you on one hand, and suppress you on the other. A highly intelligent and well-read person uses precise language; he'll use the most polite and elegant words to leave your self-esteem riddled with holes and shattered.
The Luo family is incredibly cunning; Song Ling can't outmaneuver them. Dealing with this kind of person requires constant vigilance; there's no time to relax.
"I don't quite understand either."
Song Ling took a deep breath. The biting wind made him feel clear-headed. Looking at the snow falling all around him, he suddenly felt for a moment that the world was very illusory and fleeting.
He once devoted all his passion and love to someone, only to find that the source of all the trouble was this very person he had so carefully protected.
Does Luo Wenchuan really love him?
Song Ling rubbed his temples and suddenly felt that he was being ridiculous. He shouldn't be like this, so heartbroken over matters of love and romance. This was not the state Song Ling should be in.
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Chapter 59 (2/2)
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Since leaving Luo Wenchuan's room, Song Ling has never returned. Logically, as an adult, he shouldn't hold a grudge, but this time he truly didn't know how to face this person again.
Luo Wenchuan is very clever. He knows how to be submissive and coquettish, and he can always control him. Since that's the case, it's better to just not see him.
During the few days that Song Ling lived alone, Luo Wenchuan would visit her on set. When he arrived, he didn't do anything special. He would have Xiao Qian deliver roses, and then sit quietly at a distance, waiting until a scene was finished before approaching her to find her.
Li Ke had good eyesight; as soon as she noticed Luo Wenchuan approaching, she led Song Ling into the crowd, keeping the two of them far away from Luo Wenchuan.
There wasn't much Luo Wenchuan could do when there were many people around. There were a lot of rumors circulating in the crew these past few days, and he was afraid that if he pushed Song Ling too far, they would completely break up.
Over time, Luo Wenchuan also noticed that Li Ke harbored some hostility towards him.
In his eyes, this person's relationship with Song Ling had always been ambiguous, and he wasn't sure if Li Ke had ever been with Song Ling. If she had, he wished he could dislocate the claws of this person who had even touched Song Ling.
After trying to get closer to Song Ling again, Li Ke directly stopped him: "President Luo, you've had enough of this infatuated act, go back now."
Luo Wenchuan looked at the person blocking the car and said coldly, "You are Song Ling's friend, so I won't do anything to you, but please don't go too far."
"I'm the one who's going too far, you're the one who's going too far! You've never heard of the saying 'a forced relationship is never sweet'?" Li Ke felt that she was far less excessive than Luo Wenchuan. After all, very few people would almost cripple their partner for life. Luo Wenchuan was the smartest and most capable, using all his schemes and tricks on his lover. He was truly remarkable.
"Who told you it was forced?"
These words seemed to touch a raw nerve, and Luo Wenchuan's expression immediately changed. Song Ling loved him, and besides him, Song Ling would not have anyone else, nor could she have anyone else.
“I have eyes, I can see for myself.” Li Ke had barely finished speaking when Luo Wenchuan grabbed her by the collar, enveloping her in a powerful sense of oppression. It was at this moment that Li Ke suddenly realized just how dangerous Luo Wenchuan was.
Omegas are utterly powerless against Alphas, let alone Enigmas. Perhaps Song Ling, the Alpha, was too restrained, never using his abilities to suppress anyone. During her time with Song Ling, Li Ke momentarily overlooked her own weaknesses as an Omega, and almost forgot that she couldn't contend with someone like Luo Wenchuan, who possessed absolute advantages.
"You want to hit me?" Li Ke asked loudly.
A flash of ruthlessness crossed Luo Wenchuan's eyes as he looked at Li Ke, this beautiful and popular Omega. He possessed intelligence and abilities unmatched by others, and had always scoffed at the brute force that Alphas favored. But right now, he truly wanted to eliminate all obstacles from the world.
"I won't hit you, so why would I hit Song Ling's friend?" Luo Wenchuan said, but still didn't let go of the person in his hand.
"Luo Wenchuan!"
Seeing the two people arguing not far away, Song Ling immediately ran over.
"What are you doing?" Song Ling brushed Luo Wenchuan's hand away from Li Ke's collar and asked, "What exactly do you want to do?"
Looking at the person who was on the same side as Li Ke, Luo Wenchuan said in a deep voice, "I want you back by my side."
He couldn't believe Song Ling would be angry with him for so long because of what happened that day; Song Ling had always been soft-hearted towards him. It must be because someone else had said something unpleasant to Song Ling, leading him astray.
"Luo Wenchuan, I haven't left, I've always been here." Song Ling didn't understand what Luo Wenchuan was being unreasonable about again. Wasn't the previous tantrum enough? Did he have to make a scene in front of the whole crew again?
“You’re not you, you’re not yourself.” Luo Wenchuan said with absolute certainty, looking at Li Ke with undisguised hostility in his eyes.
Remembering what Luo Wenchuan had done, Song Ling warned, "He's just an actor, don't make a move against him."
"You're defending him? You're talking to me like this for the sake of an actor?" Luo Wenchuan couldn't believe that in just three years, Song Ling would turn around and defend someone else.
Song Ling shielded Li Ke behind him and said, "This is between us. Don't involve other people."
Li Ke worked his way up from the county to this big city. He's not like Luo Wenchuan; he can't pave his way with money and status. He endured countless rejections and poured in so much sweat just to release a song or land a role.
In the entertainment industry, new faces always replace the old. Li Ke had finally made it to the top, but she couldn't withstand any criticism from Luo Wenchuan.
“You…” Luo Wenchuan’s eyes were icy cold. He looked at Song Ling, suddenly curled his lips, and said in a cold voice, “I can agree to your request, but you also have to agree to be with me and tell everyone that you are mine.”
He wanted a chance to make Song Ling fall in love with him again.
Luo Wenchuan's words made Song Ling's brows furrow tightly, and his still warm heart felt as if it had been plunged into an ice cave.
This is the real Luo Wenchuan, a wolf in sheep's clothing, a hunter of his word, determined to succeed. Before this, he had repeatedly been tempted by a docile appearance.
That's ridiculous.
"I promise you."
Song Ling agreed readily, without much thought. He smiled, a faint smile that made their three-year relationship seem particularly fragile against the backdrop of the snow.
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Everyone loves drama and gossip, and the story of Song Ling and Luo Wenchuan quickly spread like wildfire across both film crews.
Song Ling, who got the role by bringing her own investment, was heavily criticized online. Some netizens were venting their anger on behalf of Fang He, who was replaced, while others were simply following the trend.
The emotions of the masses are impulsive and easily swayed, and Song Ling's case successfully allowed many people behind the scenes who were guiding public opinion to take advantage of the situation.
Song Ling is not a person who likes to surf the Internet. In the past, when she was on a mission, she could cut off all contact with the outside world. Now, she knows a lot about the outside world.
Taking advantage of the heavy snowfall these past few days, the crew finished filming all the snow scenes for the entire movie.
Song Ling has a scene where she is lying on the snow.
The Demon Lord's attendant's mask was slashed off by a cultivator from a righteous sect, revealing his handsome face in a fleeting moment. The world was shrouded in white, except for a black figure who had fallen to earth, blooming like red plum blossoms on the pristine snow.
Song Ling filmed this scene in one take. The fragmented beauty that appeared on the cold-hearted Demon Lord's attendant was very impactful.
Luo Wenchuan sat behind the viewfinder, quietly admiring the blood on his Alpha's lips, his handsome eyes narrowing slightly.
As soon as Song Ling arrived, Luo Wenchuan grabbed her waist and pulled her close to his lap.
Completely disregarding the opinions of others, Enigma opened her mouth and took Song Ling's earlobe into her mouth in full view of everyone, whispering, "Brother Ling, you looked so handsome just now. Wear this outfit when you go back today... okay? I can't wait."
His eyes were filled with infatuation, and his words were spoken in an extremely ambiguous tone.
“This is a costume.” Song Ling glanced back at Luo Wenchuan, her eyes filled with a deathly stillness.
Luo Wenchuan ran his hand through a strand of wig that hung down Song Ling's chest and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "I know, but I want it."
A note from the author:
Xiao Luo's inability to speak can be donated;
Thanks to the "two-line" landmine—
Thanks to "陌上生", "玉泽快来贴贴", and "零" for the nutrient solution.
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