NOVEL NEXT Chapter 129 - 129: Jealousy
Chapter 129: Jealousy
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Jing MO stared at the content on his phone while on the film set, his grip tightening. He glared venomously at Sun Hu.
Sun Hu raised his hands in innocence and said, “I didn’t arrange any of this, okay? All I did was tell her to play up the couple act when they’re in public, in front of fans. I never said anything about them going on private dates or doing some kind of ‘wet allure’.’
Sun Hu’s explanations only seemed to darken Jing Mo t s mood further.
Jing MO wasn’t interested in Sun Hut s excuses. His eyes seemed to say, “If you hadn’t come up with this lousy idea, none of this would’ve happened!”
Sun Hu rolled his eyes in resignation, but also in some amusement. He said, “Bro, if you weren’t playing mute, none of this would have happened. Aren’t you the one pretending to be her boyfriend? No, wait, you’re actually her boyfriend!”
At Jing Mo’s piercing gaze, Sun Hu quickly shut up and changed the topic, “But seriously, Xia Xin is a trending machine. She hit the hot search charts several times even before she entered the industry. After signing with our company, her popularity has only soared. Looks like I’ve signed another ace, haha!”
Jing MO had no interest in listening any more. He put down his phone, turned around, and walked back onto the set. But it was clear his mind wasn’t in the game today. His expression was so dark it was as if someone owed him money.
The director was speechless. He thought, ‘Isn’t Jing MO said to be the most professional actor in the industry? With the fewest NGs? Never one to bring personal feelings to the set? Today’s Jing MO seemed entirely different from what the rumors had suggested.’
Left with no choice, the director decided to give Jing MO a break and said, “Jing MO, why don’t you take a couple of days off? We can focus on scenes with the extras for now.’
Jing MO didn’t reply; he just walked off the set, leaving the director sweating bullets. The director wondered if Jing MO was throwing a diva fit and worried that all these days of filming would have been in vain.
Fortunately, Jing MO just walked away coldly. Sun Hu rushed over to apologize to the director, “Don’t take it to heart. Jing MO probably has some personal matters to deal with.”
After that, Sun Hu ran off to catch up with Jing Mo. As they drove home, Jing MO suddenly told him to stop.
Confused, Sun Hu pulled over and asked, “What’s up? Where do you want to go now?”
Jing MO said, “Turn around.”
Sun Hu frowned, “Man, the director gave you three days off, and you want to go back? Shouldn’t we go home and rest?”
With an emotionless face, Jing MO said, “Going to visit the set. To see Xia Xin.”
Sun Hu was shocked. He thought, ‘Is Jing MO out of his mind? Going back to the set at this time, wouldn’t he be stirring the pot and creating gossip? Is he just looking for trouble?’
Sun Hu said firmly, “No way. What capacity will you be visiting in? As her cohabitating roommate?”
Jing MO fell silent, then calmly dialed Gao Xin’s number.
Gao Xin was engrossed in playing her Nintendo Switch when she paused to answer the phone, intrigued. She said, “Well, well, well. The great hermit who never calls anyone is suddenly interested in reaching out?”
Jing MO was brief. He asked, “Xia Xin is filming. Wanna visit the set?”
The moment Gao Xin heard Xia Xin was filming, Gao Xin agreed immediately. Gao Xin hadn’t seen Xia Xin in a while and had only heard some updates from Zhou Ping. Gao Xin had been meaning to catch up.
Gao Xin had barely agreed when Jing MO said, “Meet downstairs in 20 minutes.
Be quick.”
After hanging up, Gao Xin felt frustrated. She thought, ‘Didn’t he know that women need time to put on makeup?’
But Gao Xin also knew Jing Mo’s one-word-is-law personality. If he said 20 minutes, it was 20 minutes—no more, no less.
Unable to fully prepare, Gao Xin grabbed her makeup and clothes and headed downstairs. She completed her makeup in the car.
On the way, Gao Xin looked at the silent Jing MO and asked Sun Hu, “What’s up with him? Did someone owe him money or something? With that look on his face, it must be a lot!”
Sun Hu motioned with his mouth and said, “No one would dare owe him money. Someone stole something from him. He’s throwing a rich young master tantrum..”