I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!-Chapter 381: Do I Really Have to Move Out?

"Brother Cheng has abs and pecs."

Cheng Zhirang paused: "...Why did you suddenly bring this up?"

"Because I felt them."

She mischievously slipped her hand under his shirt, placing it on his abs.

"See, they’re real."

"..." Cheng Zhirang grabbed her naughty hand through his shirt, helplessly saying, "Do I need to look at myself? Take your hand out."

"Can I not take it out?"

"Are you still uncomfortable?"

"...Alright, I’ll take it out."

She reluctantly withdrew her hand, sneaking a feel just before ’leaving.’

"Don’t you film only one movie a year? How do you stay in such great shape?"

Cheng Zhirang pinched her waist and lifted her up, answering, "So that when I join a crew, I can quickly switch to a physique that fits the role."

"So you must maintain a diet and exercise regimen every day? Isn’t that tiring?"

"I don’t diet, I just don’t eat fried or puffed foods. Are you dieting?"

His hand held her waist, the base of his thumb wedged at her side; when both hands came together, her waist was truly astonishingly slender, reminding him of her flexibility when she leaned back.

When he first saw her in the teaser, her waist didn’t look this slim.

Moreover, since her work didn’t require her to go out, and with the consistent rumors over the past month, she mostly stayed home obediently without going out, lacking exercise, yet growing thinner, likely due to dieting.

Mu Qiu, lying in his arms, shook her head, her forehead rubbing against his chest: "I’m just controlling my sugar intake appropriately. I bought a lot of grains with low sugar as the main food, and I bought a very pretty pot for the small villa, which gives me motivation."

Mentioning the small villa, she looked up at him and asked, "When do you think I should move in? How about tomorrow?"

She originally planned to move in yesterday, who would have thought...

But chatting with Zhao Yu just now, she suddenly remembered that their relationship was currently wildly fermenting online, so it’s best to reduce going out to avoid situations like Lin Banyan encountered before.

Moreover, paparazzi are indeed pervasive, and if someone stealthily followed her and remembered her new home address, that would be truly awful.

Cheng Zhirang placed his hand on her back, gently stroking up and down, and responded: "Do you have to move out? Is it not good staying here?"

"It’s not really good. Always living at your house gives people a kind of romantic imagination." People would always think he was keeping a mistress in the golden house, and she was that secret little lover.

She sat up a bit, resting her head on his shoulder, and added, "Besides... since living here, I pretty much haven’t gone out." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Staying in is one thing, but not being able to go out is another. There are many celebrities here, and despite good security, to prevent intrusion by pervasive paparazzi and encounters with other celebrities, she hardly went out, which over time was bound to be uncomfortable.

"I’m sorry," Cheng Zhirang paused, just resting his hand on her waist, bowed his head to kiss her side cheek, "It won’t be like this in the future, you can go out freely without any concerns."

Seeing she wasn’t moved, he suggested another idea: "If you don’t like the environment here, can you come with me to the Half Mountain Villa? There, no one will disturb us."

"No need," Mu Qiu was resolute on this matter to the point it left him speechless, "I just want to go to my little villa."

"Alright," he could only nod and softly say, "Then if it’s convenient, can I occasionally be invited over?"

"Of course. I’ll invite you over to taste my cooking."

She straightened her waist, knelt on his lap, and leaned up to kiss him.

Cheng Zhirang tightened his arms, lowering his head to gently respond.

...

Online news changes rapidly, and amidst everyone’s busy day, quite a bit of gossip was brewing.

Cheng Zhirang indeed didn’t let Chen Song release any dirt on Tang Zi.

Just as Shu Ran said, Tang Zi had a lot of dirt since climbing rapidly from a minor actress to a second-tier one, any random scandal could spin her into trouble.

No one dug it up before because she had backing, and what others could scoop up wasn’t much.

Chen Song had some, but releasing it all at once would make even a fool deduce that Cheng Zhirang was behind it. Such revenge was too low-level, which Chen Song disliked.

So after Cheng Zhirang called her, she arranged to release a few slightly threatening exposes that seemed somewhat true or false. If Tang Zi’s backers had a mind for it, they could manage the crisis.

But when the gun is pointed at the leading bird, everyone pushes against a falling wall. In the current situation, they didn’t need to hit hard; just releasing a bit of bait brought plenty of people out to dig into her.

Within a couple of days, rumors about stealing resources, taking paid roles to increase her scenes, alleged cosmetic surgery, poor acting skills, flirting with male actors, and a series of other scandals all surfaced.

There were also false rumors, but mixed among the truths; they became indistinguishable, and netizens would likely believe it all in one gulp.

Even if the company immediately handled PR, most fans would trust them, yet many passersby would only remember her mistakes, causing her public image to plummet.

However, Tang Zi, similar to Shu Ran, had substantial skills to survive till now.

During the company’s PR, she didn’t say a word, nor showed any stance or explanation.

But afterwards, when fans already believed her, appearing in public, encircled by reporters, claiming a bare face, she bowed while cautiously crying in front of the cameras.

Reporters holding microphones, like long and short guns, squeezed desperately towards her, continually asking questions about her cosmetic surgery and intentional tripping.

In such a scene where she was forced to retreat, she was still bowing, and upon hearing a reporter claim she did it intentionally, tears began to flow involuntarily.

"I really didn’t do it on purpose! Please stop asking, I really didn’t mean it!"

"Sorry, it was an accident, but it wasn’t intentional, please... please stop scolding me."

Saying the last sentence, she bowed deeply with hands pressed to her legs, her voice softening, showing grievance and collapse clearly.

Even the questioning reporters felt sympathetic, stopping their questions, wanting to support her.

When Zhao Yu sent this video to Mu Qiu, he used poetic words to describe it.

[Dear Son: It nearly breaks my heart, these perfectly timed tears, this perfectly timed bowing...]

[Dear Son: If I hadn’t used that fake nude cream myself, I would have joined in criticizing you]

Mu Qiu was in the gym, Cheng Zhirang was teaching her how to properly use the equipment.

As he explained these professional terms she wasn’t familiar with, his voice was clear and magnetic, his attitude earnest, charming as hell.

Such a quality man, conquering her was just a matter of moments.

So when she received the special attention message, she replied absentmindedly with one sentence.

[I’m willing to call you a lazy worker idle to pieces, also willing to call her the crying bittergrass.]

[Dear Son: Suddenly going emo?]

[Dear Son: Non-mainstream Yangyang’s puzzled glare.jpg]