Scheming and Seduction in Quick Transmigration: The Heroine's Beloved is Mine

These words made the man who had rushed out to look for Wen Zhining stop at the door.

He felt as if all his strength had been drained away, and it wasn't until he heard his boss's voice on the other end of the phone that he found his own voice again.

"Feed Guidu, are you listening? Feed?"

He spoke with difficulty, his voice soft and hoarse with weakness: "Why...why?"

"She said you're already a very mature artist and don't need her to mentor you anymore. The company just signed a new artist, so they asked Ningning to mentor you. Maybe she can create another Ke Guidu."

"I'll log into the company account later and post this message. Remember to come out and say something decent then."

Ke Guidu smirked, a hint of sarcasm in his voice. "The second me?"

Stop dreaming!

He hung up the phone and went to the hotel to find the director.

The director was sleeping when he was woken up by knocking on the door. As soon as he got up and opened the door, someone grabbed his shoulder and shook him repeatedly.

"I need to go back to the company! Give me your car keys!"

The director, without even opening his eyes, grabbed a bag hanging nearby and found the car keys inside.

The other party snatched it away and left without saying a word.

After a moment of calm, the director finally came to his senses and shouted towards the figure that had disappeared outside:

"Aren't you going to film your scenes this afternoon if you go back to the company?!"

No one responded to him.

director:"……"

This drama was so difficult to film, will it be a hit when it airs?

A six-hour journey.

The sky gradually darkened.

When Ke Guidu arrived at the company, he couldn't find Wen Zhining. Xiao Wu told him that she had gone to eat with the company's newly signed artist.

After obtaining the address, Ke Guidu drove to the destination hotel.

I got out of the car and bumped into someone as soon as I entered the store.

The other person was paying the bill when they were bumped into. They looked up, surprised, and greeted, "What a coincidence, Teacher Ke!"

He is the fourth male lead in the drama.

Ke Guidu ignored him and walked around him.

With Wen Zhining not around, no one can control his attitude.

"Hey, Teacher Ke, where are you rushing off to?" The fourth man grabbed him.

"We'll need to work together a lot in the future. I'm so glad we can meet more often at the company. I'm also very grateful to Teacher Ke for letting Sister Ning come and mentor me."

This sentence successfully made the impatient Ke Guidu stay in place.

"What do you mean?" He looked at the fourth man.

He quickly realized that this person was in the hotel, shouldn't they be filming at the film studio?

"Oh, I see," the fourth man explained. "My contract was about to expire, and I told Sister Ning that I wanted to become an artist in your company. I didn't expect that it would actually work out for me."

"I especially like the atmosphere between Teacher Ke and Sister Ning. I hope to receive more guidance after joining." The fourth man grinned, showing his teeth.

"Is it funny?" Ke Guidu's voice turned somber.

The fourth man was stunned.

"When will you tell your sister?" he asked, staring at him with a domineering air.

"On the first day of filming, around noon, I asked Sister Ning to go out and talk," the fourth male actor answered honestly.

Ke Guidu remembered.

That day they were on the sofa, he fell asleep on her lap, and dreamed of something that he now feels ashamed to mention.

When he woke up and didn't see Wen Zhining, he asked her where she had gone. She simply said that she had gone out for a walk.

He had just dreamt about her that day and was feeling a little awkward, so he didn't really notice anything wrong.

His sister kept it from him.

I left him at noon to meet this particularly ugly person whose name I couldn't recall.

They even made the boss sign this person into the company, and then abandoned him, wanting to manage other artists instead.

"What's wrong, Teacher Ke?" the fourth man asked. "Are you reluctant to part with Sister Ning? It's okay, you'll still see me with her at the company later."

"It's so noisy." Ke Guidu's narrowed eyes revealed a dangerous aura, and his voice was low, cold, and piercing.

"Together with you? Don't flatter yourself. If you say another word, I'll tear your mouth apart."

"I belong to her completely, I am hers, and no one can take my place. The spot next to her is mine!" He sneered disdainfully, his eyes filled with a terrifyingly sinister glint.

It was as if they were about to come over and tear him apart at any moment.

The fourth man couldn't help but shudder, seeing this side of Ke Guidu for the first time.

"What's wrong?" Wen Zhining walked over at this moment, accompanied by her agent from the same company.

Wen Zhining looked at the fourth man and asked, "Why are you still here?"

"Sister." Upon seeing her, the person who had been wearing a cold expression immediately broke into a smile and walked up to her.

"I've come to see my sister," he replied obediently, his fierceness gone, his head bowed in meekness.

Wen Zhining looked at him and remained silent for a moment.

"I'm not talking to you. I'm no longer managing you. Your new manager will be coming to work with you on set soon."

"I just finished signing the contract with him and then had a meal here. I told him to go back and continue filming tomorrow." Wen Zhining walked towards the fourth male lead.

"Let's go."

The fourth man responded and followed Wen Zhining away.

Unable to resist turning back for a second, I saw Ke Guidu still standing where he had walked toward Wen Zhining, looking like a helpless and sad little dog that had been abandoned and no one wanted him.

Another agent walked past Ke Guidu and glanced at him.

She's usually a very smart person, how come I didn't notice her here?

The fourth man took a car back to the film studio.

Wen Zhining went home. As soon as the elevator arrived at her floor, she stepped out and saw someone squatting at the door.

He huddled in the corner, hugging himself and squatting in a pitiful ball.

Hearing the sound, he looked up, his eyes red and swollen, as if he had been crying for a long time, his face showing a broken vulnerability.

"elder sister."

"Don't you want me anymore...?"

This sound contained so much grievance; it was very soft, and an incoherent sob escaped from its throat.

Wen Zhining stepped forward.

"I'm sorry." He apologized first, looking up at her, the light that used to shine in his eyes when he looked at her now thin and broken.

Once he realized his feelings, he immediately wanted to tell her, but he never considered whether she would be able to accept the change in their relationship.

This led her to run away from him.

It's all his fault.

Wen Zhining took out her key and opened the door. "Don't you have a key? Why aren't you coming in?"

The door opened, and Wen Zhining changed his shoes, took out the pair he usually wore, and placed them by the door.

This one gesture made Ke Guidu realize that she still cared about him.

"I wouldn't dare, I'm afraid you'll be angry," he said softly, his nose red from crying, tears streaming down his face.

He closed the door and carefully sat down on the sofa.

Seeing that his lips were a little dry, Wen Zhining turned around and went to get a cup, wanting to pour him a glass of water.

"Don't go." He took her hand and gently wrapped his arm around her wrist.

I thought she wanted to leave and didn't want to let go.

"I don't want to see my sister mentoring other artists. Have I not done enough?" He looked up, tears streaming down his face. His eyes were moist, blurring her vision.

The thought of others treating her the same way he did, holding her, kissing her neck, and giving her pleasure drove him mad.

Just now, I even wanted to scratch the fourth male lead's face to pieces.

He must have used that face to seduce my sister.

It must be because I'm not handsome enough; she's gotten tired of me and I can no longer attract her.

"I'll get plastic surgery to look like my sister. If she gets tired of me, I'll get more surgery. Don't abandon me."

"I can do anything."

"I offer myself to my sister, please don't leave me, okay?"

His voice was uncomfortably hoarse, fragile and pitiful, his eyes were wet, and his hand holding hers trembled uneasily.

It seems like we've gone a bit too far with the joke.

"There are no other artists, only you." Wen Zhining released his hand. "I'm going to get you some water; I didn't mean to leave."

Wen Zhining took her water cup to the water dispenser and knew from the footsteps behind her that the puppy had followed her.

He didn't dare touch her.

In the past, I would have hugged her from behind and snuggled up to her at this time.

Just like that day in the photo studio.

"Sister," he called out, his voice trembling with tears, "I'll be fine."

Wen Zhining then handed it over to him.

"Pour it all for yourself."

"Okay," he replied, poured the water into the kettle, and turned to look at her. "Sister, go back to the sofa."

Wen Zhining sat back down on the sofa.

He picked up a glass from the table, filled it to the brim, drank half of it, and handed it to Wen Zhining.

We'll split it in half.

"I won't drink it."

Ke Guidu gripped the cup handle tightly, unable to hide his disappointment.

The next second, she spoke: "Hurry up and finish your drink. Don't you stand by what you said?"

He suddenly looked up at her, stunned for a moment, his eyes still red from crying for a long time.

Wen Zhining entered the bedroom.

As soon as I opened the bedroom door, I heard coughing coming from the living room outside, as someone was desperately drinking water.

He calmed down, took large, quick steps into the room, and hugged her from behind.

"This is dedicated to my sister, not only today, but also in the future, forever."