If you like this story, cuties, head over to my profile and give "She Hates Her, Yet Has to Call Her Mom" (Part Two) and its sister story, "My Scheming White Lotus Lures Me In," a little star~ I'm still debating whether to start the second part, but if there are enough stars, I'll do it.
The entertainment industry was rocked!
Jiang Shenwei, a famous actress who had always been at odds with "the acting plague" Jian Yu, had unexpectedly joined forces with her.
They were even set to play mother and daughter in a drama, bringing a forbidden, immoral stepmother-and-daughter romance to life.
The moment the production announced the news, the whole entertainment industry was in an uproar. Hashtags like [Jiang Shenwei has a child late in life] and [Jian Yu: I'm free] shot to the top of the trending list:
Post 1: "Sis, aren't you a bit... too convincing playing someone's mom at your age? (crying-laughing emoji)" Likes: 742
Post 2: "Old woman! You want to be our Yu Bao's mom? Get in line! You see someone on the street and claim they're family, what kind of back-alley nonsense is this?" Likes: 351
Weibo instantly became a battlefield between rival fan groups, thick with smoke. As things threatened to spiral out of control, the production team rushed to arrange a press conference, determined to clear things up: the two got along well and enjoyed working together.
Backstage at the press conference, the agents frantically tried to reach the stars themselves, but couldn't get through.
As it turned out, the stars were in the dressing room backstage...
"Come on, don't hide." Jiang Shenwei's voice held a lazy laugh.
"Jiang... Mm, stop it. We'll be late for the press conference." Jian Yu's protest was easily silenced. Her carefully applied lipstick was smeared, and in the sultry pauses between breaths, even more suggestive traces of moisture appeared at the corners of their lips.
The agent's relentless calls rang out, but the phone screen reflected the two of them wrapped up in each other: Jiang Shenwei's hand locked around the back of Jian Yu's neck, Jian Yu clinging to her helplessly, and those warm, breath-stealing kisses.
They were supposed to be "sworn enemies," but now their eyes held nothing but the fire of desire.
At the press conference, Jiang Shenwei answered the reporters' pointed questions just as the prepared statement had instructed.
"Jian and I have a very good relationship..."
"How good?"
Good enough to wear the same clothes.
On set, she calls her Mom during the day. At night, she calls her Mom in their room.
Viewing note:
In the drama within the story, Shen Manci and Su Zhixi have a stepmother-and-stepdaughter relationship in the style of Jinjiang fiction, and are not blood relatives. Shen Manci did not legally marry Su Zhixi's father. Their exact relationship will be revealed in the story. There is no incest, and Su Zhixi is an adult.
Here's an adorable, charming, unbelievably delicious upcoming story. If you like it, could you give it a little star? Love you all (finger hearts), "The Lazy Immortal Says She's Carrying My Child"
Ling Zhaoxue is a radish spirit who has spent 7,749 days diligently cultivating in hopes of ascending to immortality.
She resisted the urge to eat herself and cultivated her way into becoming an immortal.
She thought life after reaching the top would be heavenly, but her master, Cheng Xiao, turned out to be the laziest of the lazy, a champion of doing nothing.
Other sects' cultivation methods: meditating, practicing forms, taking elixirs.
Cheng Xiao's prescribed training: eating, having a drink, and playing chess.
Her daily cultivation task is even to catch immortal rabbits for a snack.
Her master may be unreliable, but the radish has lofty ambitions.
She will work hard at her cultivation and strive to become the greatest fairy in Heaven.
Her master is finally moved by her hard work and says she'll teach her a secret technique.
The radish innocently asks what technique it is.
Her master smiles sweetly and whispers in her ear, "Dual cultivation."
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Cheng Xiao thought she'd spend her life carefree and unbound, but then she fell into the hands of a radish.
She entered into dual cultivation with the silly radish just for fun.
But who could have known that, amid the warmth of the lotus-curtained bed, she'd gradually fall, becoming immersed in her disciple's warmth and fond of her gentle voice, losing herself in her soft coaxing.
When she came to her senses, every time the immortal called "A Xue," her heart melted into a puddle.
But who was Cheng Xiao, really?
The first mortal in seventy thousand years to ascend to immortality on the Ninth Heaven, she had once been the Jade Emperor's invincible blade.
How could she so easily lose to a radish?
The immortal refused to face her feelings. It was only when Ling Zhaoxue was gravely wounded and near death in the war between immortals and demons that the lazy fish, dormant for seventy thousand years, finally woke up. She tore open the fabric of space and forcefully reversed fate. Cheng Xiao cut open her own immortal source and transferred half her heart's core, nurtured for seventy thousand years, into Ling Zhaoxue.
After Ling Zhaoxue awoke, Cheng Xiao sincerely confessed her feelings, laying bare the love she had kept secret for years.
But the radish stood frozen, looking bewildered as she asked, "Master, didn't you say we'd only cultivate together... and not fall in love?"
Theme: Live earnestly
I like the main plot very much and want to see the story behind Jian Yu and Jiang Weiwei 😍😍😍
If the avoidant type doesn't feel safe, they will really end the relationship [covering face, laughing and crying]
I want to see the wife-chasing crematorium,
Please, please open the lower part. . . I will definitely order all the lower parts. I like Shen Su's story so much 💪 💪 💪
So delicately written! Thanks for free [like]
Thank you for the limited fee. Looking forward to the next part. I will definitely order them all😭The author will release them soon, I beg you😭
Dramas within dramas are my love
(Chuang Ming) is here ~ [Manual Dog Head]
I received a message from a little bitter gourd who is about to return to school [holding her chin]
Emotions are controlled, puppets on strings