A rented boyfriend?
A hint of astonishment flashed through Song Hanzheng's eyes.
His originally cold and reserved face finally showed a lifelike expression.
Just as he was about to interrupt, he heard Jiang Liuyue open the car door on her own accord.
She touched the edge of the seat.
"Wow, I didn't expect you to be even more dedicated than us actors."
"You even went out of your way to rent a car. This car must be pretty expensive, right?"
"How much is it to rent for a day?"
As she spoke, Jiang Liuyue extended her hand.
She introduced herself:
"I'm the employer who rented you online—Jiang Liuyue."
"I guess I'm a minor actress. There's been a lot of bad press about me online lately, with people saying I'm being kept by a sugar daddy." She pointed to the obviously cheap period costume she was wearing.
She mocked herself:
"If I really had a sugar daddy, how could I be playing the sixth female lead? I'd at least be the second or third."
"Your mission is to play my boyfriend. Come visit me on set later when we start shooting, and the rumors should fall apart on their own."
Song Hanzheng first glanced at her extended wrist.
Slender, fair, and soft.
He hesitated slightly.
It seemed this little actress named Jiang Liuyue had mistaken him for someone else.
However, she'd be satisfied with just a second or third lead role if she had a sugar daddy?
Shouldn't it be the female lead?
While Song Hanzheng was pondering this.
Jiang Liuyue took the initiative to grab his hanging hand.
Suspended in the air.
She shook it with just the right amount of force.
"Alright, since you understand."
"Let's hope our plan goes smoothly."
A warm sensation came from his palm.
As if he had suddenly found some amusing entertainment, Song Hanzheng's fingertips gently brushed across her palm.
He withdrew his hand.
Straightening his back, he stepped out of the Maybach.
"Jiang Liuyue?"
"Yeah. Oh, right, I almost forgot to ask your name."
Jiang Liuyue patted her chest with a look of relief and said:
"Otherwise, if the crew on set asked and I didn't even know my own boyfriend's name, my cover would definitely be blown."
Her clear, bright eyes stared sparklingly at Song Hanzheng.
She radiated the vibrant, positive, and enthusiastic energy unique to a fresh college graduate just stepping into society.
The corners of Song Hanzheng's lips curled up.
He said:
"Song Han..." Before the syllable 'zheng' could fall from his lips.
Jiang Liuyue was already nodding rapidly like a chick pecking at rice.
"Oh, you have a nice name, Song Han." She paused, then praised, "It's very similar to a famous person I know."
Song Hanzheng subconsciously asked, "Who?"
Jiang Liuyue looked at him with utmost sincerity.
"Song Jiang."
Song Hanzheng: "..."
The air fell silent for three seconds.
Then.
A rare hint of mockery tugged at Song Hanzheng's cold, deadpan face.
He expressed sincerely:
"With your IQ."
"You really wouldn't be able to find a sugar daddy."
Facing his disdain.
Jiang Liuyue seemed a bit helpless and pointed at her own face.
"Nonsense, it's not that I can't find one, it's that I don't want to."
"Look at my face, am I not pretty?"
As she spoke, she even took a half-step forward, stood on her tiptoes, and tilted her head up to look at him.
So close that he could almost see the fine, white peach fuzz on her face.
Song Hanzheng's expression suddenly turned cold.
He felt she was seducing him.
But in a flash, Jiang Liuyue quickly stepped back.
She scratched her head awkwardly.
"Ah, sorry."
"I forgot you're a man. Back in school, I used to play around like this with my roommates all the time."
Song Hanzheng's eyes grew colder.
Forgot he was a man?
This was absolutely the most insulting thing he had ever heard in his entire life.
He decided to continue playing this dull rented boyfriend game.
The driver in the Maybach was just about to speak, to ask the boss if the car needed to wait at the film studio or come back to pick him up later.
When he heard Song Hanzheng speak first:
"Driver, thanks for your hard work."
"I'll settle the rental fee with your boss when I get back, you can head back first."
The driver fell silent for a moment: "..."
He looked at his boss.
Then looked at the pretty woman standing outside the car in a period costume.
He suddenly understood something.
He said knowingly:
"O-okay."
The Maybach drove away.
This proved that Song Hanzheng was willing to play this game with her.
Jiang Liuyue curled her lips into a smile.
"Let's go, Song Han."
"I have a scene this afternoon."
Song Hanzheng glanced at the clothes she was wearing.
He said in a cold tone:
"The sixth female lead actually has scenes?"
Jiang Liuyue immediately nodded, replying, "Of course, I play the maid next to the female lead, so I have quite a few scenes."
Her tone even carried a hint of showing off.
Song Hanzheng gave a soft snort.
"Playing a maid is impressive?"
Jiang Liuyue's tone was cheerful.
"Of course. This is my first drama after graduating from college. Compared to my classmates who are still running around as extras at the film studio, my starting point is already very high."
The two walked toward the set together.
Song Hanzheng suddenly saw the standees and support banners in the distance.
Jiang Liuyue also stopped walking.
She pointed at them.
"Here, see that?"
"Li Feile, the female lead of The Legend of Linu. I play the little maid by her side."
Song Hanzheng nodded.
Lacking interest.
Jiang Liuyue looked at his indifferent expression.
She couldn't help but say:
"Hey, what's with that 'so what' expression on your face?"
"She's the top actress in our agency."
"Sister Feile is my role model in the industry. I also want to be a leading lady one day and carry the box office on my own."
Song Hanzheng ignored her.
And continued walking forward on his own.
"Hey!" Jiang Liuyue couldn't help but tug at his suit sleeve.
A flash of impatience crossed Song Hanzheng's eyes.
Fortunately, Jiang Liuyue let go before he could say anything.
"Song Han, you're actually quite good-looking. If you entered showbiz, the current top male idols would probably be out of a job."
Hmm.
That sounded nice.
Song Hanzheng stopped walking.
And looked at her.
"Go on."
He seemed quite eager for her to continue praising him.
But unfortunately.
Next.
Jiang Liuyue said:
"It's just that you always have this stiff, deadpan face."
"Hey, you didn't get Botox, did you?"
Frost formed on Song Hanzheng's face.
He exuded an aura that screamed strangers keep away, and with that sharp glare, a timid person would have probably backed away long ago.
But Jiang Liuyue was thick-skulled.
She was completely oblivious.
She stood on her tiptoes again and looked closely at his face.
After examining it for a moment.
She stepped back to her original spot.
And said very seriously:
"Looks like you didn't."
"Your face is completely original."
"Song Han, you're naturally beautiful."
The corner of Song Hanzheng's mouth twitched.
Naturally beautiful?
Is that a compliment for a man?
Just as he wanted to end this stupid rented boyfriend game.
He suddenly met those blinking, almond-shaped eyes again.
Jiang Liuyue stated again with total sincerity.
"Really, you're really handsome."
"Someone as handsome as you shouldn't have any worries every day, right?"
Song Hanzheng's lips, damn them, betrayingly curled up again.
Seemingly aloof, he squeezed out a few words.
"It's alright."
