Chapter 14 - 14 14 Provocation How Childish

Chapter 14: Chapter 14 Provocation? How Childish Chapter 14: Chapter 14 Provocation? How Childish “Thanks,” Shen Jinghe said sincerely to Wenyan. It was a rare moment of gratitude.

Wenyan giggled, “We’re all straightforward people, let’s not beat around the bush.”

Shen Jinghe was confused, “What do you mean?”

Understandingly, Wenyan opened the orange juice bottle for him.

“Empty words are useless, you’re Shen Jinghe, after all. Just thanking me without any real action? That won’t do. The incident where you fainted from low blood sugar might seem minor, but it’s also not insignificant. Strictly speaking, I saved you. So, could you agree to do one thing for me?”

Shen Jinghe raised an eyebrow, his pale face darkening, “Are you blackmailing me??”

Hmph, he was still as annoying as ever.

His brain must have malfunctioned just now to have changed his opinion of her.

“……No! Isn’t that a bit too harsh of a word? I haven’t even made my request yet, how can it be blackmail?”

Shen Jinghe sneered, “Tell me, how much money do you want?”

Wenyan: “Do I look like I’m desperate for money?”

Well, indeed, one can never have too much money, but the cost of this little bit of food is hardly worth mentioning. It would really be too embarrassing to demand a huge amount.

“What do you want then?” Shen Jinghe suddenly looked up at Wenyan, “You wouldn’t be expecting me to side with you against my own blood-related younger sister, would you?”

Wenyan: “……”

[What is he thinking, jumping to such wild conclusions. Who is trying to go against Shen Zhirou? As if I have nothing better to do.]

Shen Jinghe narrowed his eyes.

Was she actually not planning to compete with Shen Zhirou? What did she really want?

“I don’t intend to force you to take sides with me, it’s just that the ‘Lost Voice’ crew—”

“No way, don’t even think about it.”

As soon as he heard the word “crew,” Shen Jinghe immediately interrupted Wenyan.

“….” Wenyan, who had only spoken half of her words, was left gaping speechlessly.

[Is he crazy, is he crazy?!! I haven’t even finished talking.]

Blaming him again?! Shen Jinghe furrowed his brows tightly: “Although I am friends with Director Zhou, I cannot misuse my influence to support your show.”

“I don’t need your help! All I ask is that you stop badmouthing me in front of the director and stop setting traps for me! If I really wanted resources, I’d go directly to my parents. My mother knows countless influential people in the entertainment industry.”

That was indeed true; his mother really did have many contacts.

So was this insatiable woman’s request really just that simple?

Shen Jinghe narrowed his eyes.

Under his scrutinizing gaze, Wenyan felt somewhat uncomfortable.

She couldn’t help but complain internally. [I know you’re handsome, but even a handsome man shouldn’t stare at a lady motionlessly like this. Do show some reaction, Mr. Top Celebrity, Mr. Handsome!”]

Shen Jinghe: ….. Complaining is fine, but why did she have to praise his looks too? How could he maintain a stern face now.

Somewhat embarrassed, Shen Jinghe averted his gaze and nodded.

“Fine! We are strangers in public anyway, and I have no interest in speaking ill of you.”

Wenyan: …..

[I swear, Shen Jinghe, that’s such a double standard. Who was it that badmouthed me during the audition, saying I looked down on this profession?]

This inner thought reminded Shen Jinghe.

He glanced at Wenyan, “By the way, I forgot to ask, what’s gotten into you, suddenly wanting to act?”

Wenyan was speechless… No one could deny his sharp tongue.

“It’s not madness; I’ve just realized I want to pursue something I love, hoping to make a name for myself.”

“So, acting is what you love? But didn’t you look down on my industry? Despise actors?”

“Why the fuss! Even if you’ve never argued in real life, you’ve acted it out before, right? Who speaks humbly and politely when they’re throwing harsh words during a fight? It’s like jabbing a knife straight into each other’s hearts. Those were just angry words of the moment, you can’t take them seriously.”

Shen Jinghe scoffed and asked,

“Have you studied it?”

“No,” Wenyan told a little lie, “I figured it out myself. How was my performance today? Not too bad, right?”

“Mediocre.”

Wenyan: … Fine, I shouldn’t expect nice words from a sharp-tongued person.

While they were talking, Shen Jinghe had also nearly finished eating.

He tidied up the trash and put it into a paper bag, then without looking at Wenyan, said, “Alright, you’ve given me food, and I’ve promised you one thing—now we’re even, you can go now.”

“Are you sure?”

“Of course.”

“What about your assistant? A big star comes out to work and doesn’t bring an assistant? Did you drive here alone?”

“You sure ask a lot. My assistant went back home to get married.”

After saying this, Shen Jinghe instantly regretted it.

Why was he explaining to her? Too quick with words.

He quickly added, “Just go when I tell you to, what, do you want to stick around and get photographed with me for some publicity?”

Wenyan: “…”

[Could this person be using reverse psychology? How childish.]

“Fine, I’m leaving.”

Though she said so, Wenyan didn’t actually leave after stepping outside.

Because she suddenly recalled some memories about Shen Jinghe from her original self’s memory.

Memories about Shen Jinghe.

Shen Jinghe had once fainted from hunger as a child because he had been kidnapped and locked in an iron box for two days and nights without any food.

That terrifying experience had left him with a significant psychological trauma. After being rescued, he often had nightmares, which would lead to psychological issues and the start of fasting.

Over time, his stomach developed issues, which led to problems with his blood sugar. But the worst weren’t the physical ailments—it was the mental torment.

So, Wenyan didn’t leave immediately; she was a bit worried that something might happen to Shen Jinghe.

She hid behind the door in the emergency stairwell, through the glass on the door she could see everything Shen Jinghe did.

At that time, Shen Jinghe had come out of the room.

He first went to dispose of the trash, then slowly walked towards the elevator.

Just as the elevator doors were opening, he suddenly collapsed, his upper body inside the elevator and lower body outside.

This was way too dangerous!

Wenyan quickly opened the emergency door and rushed to Shen Jinghe’s side.

She helped Shen Jinghe up, a look of exasperation on her face: “What are you trying to prove? Should I take you to the hospital?”

Seeing Wenyan holding him, Shen Jinghe struggled and sat up, putting some distance between them.

He frowned uncomfortably, “Didn’t I tell you to leave?”

Wenyan was fed up with him, “I came back, okay? Let’s go, to the hospital!”

“No need, just going home to rest and eat something will be fine.”

“Back to the Shen Family villa?”

“Of course not, to my apartment.”

“Fine, give me the car keys, I’ll drive you.”