Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The moment Xia Xin questioned Jing MO, he felt something in his heart soften. He sighed, closed his eyes, and leaned back into the couch, taking a long pause before he began to speak.
âIâm from the Jing family in Azuralis,â he finally said.
Xia Xin was momentarily stunned. âThe Jing family in Azuralis? Iâd heard of them, but didnât know much.â
She had a barrage of questions she didnât voice because she knew, all she had to do was be a good listener.
âYou saw me years ago not because I was being bullied. Rather, the people from the Jing family in Azuralis wanted to take me back. I left the city because my philosophies clashed with those of my family,â Jing MO elaborated.
Xia Xin wasnât entirely surprised. From the grace with which he conducted himself, she could tell he was more than just a popular star. That sort of innate elegance couldnât be faked. But she hadnât expected his background to be so grandâbelonging to the prestigious Jing family of Azuralis.
Jing MO and Xia Xin spoke for nearly the whole night, though he only told her about some of his past experiences. Many things he kept to himself, knowing that Xia Xin was better off not knowing. The more she knew, the worse it could be for her.
âIs there anything I can do for you, Jing MO?â Xia Xin asked.
Warmth surged within Jing Mo. He looked at Xia Xin, moved. She was the sole willing ear for his burdens, a single ray of light that had shone through the darkness of his past.
âThank you, Xin,â Jing MO said, suddenly pulling her into a hug.
Xia Xin didnât struggle, but rather gently patted his back, comforting him.
Just then, the sound of the front door opening broke the moment. Both of them froze as a voice came from behind, âIâm sorry, Iâm sorry! I didnât realize the door was unlocked.â
Sun Hu swallowed hard. Heâd returned to take care of some unfinished business and had not expected to walk into this intimate moment.
Both Xia Xin and Jing MO hastily separated. Xia Xinâs cheeks flushed crimson. âWe were just talkingâ¦â she began, but Sun Hu cut her oft.
âI know, I know. You were just hugging, just talking. Nothing more. I saw nothing. Iâll leave now,â he said, turning to go.
The blush on Xia Xinâs face deepened. Sun Huâs explanation seemed to make things worse, not better.
âCome back here,â Jing MO commanded, his expression darkening.
Reluctantly, Sun Hu returned, sensing that perhaps there was something more serious at hand.
âWhat is it?â Jing MO inquired.
Jolted, Sun Hu nearly forgot why heâd come back. âAh, right. About the show. We will continue filming tomorrow, live, just like before.â
âCanât we take a break for a few days?â Jing MO frowned. âAfter everything Xia Xinâs been through, she needs rest.â
âThe director says the showâs too hot right now; we have to strike while the ironâs hot,â Sun Hu explained.
âFine. You could have just called,â Jing MO snapped.
âThereâs another matter, concerning Xia Xin. Iâd prefer to discuss it without you,â Sun Hu added, his face turning serious.
Jing MO wasnât keen on leaving. Xia Xin sensed his reluctance and whispered in his ear, âIâll fill you in later. Please go to your room.â
For some reason, hearing her say âGo to your roomâ gave him an unusual sensation, and his cheeks tinged with color. Afraid of betraying his feelings, he swiftly stood and retreated to his room.
âWhatâs the matter concerning me?â Xia Xin asked Sun Hu.
âThe internet is buzzing, claiming youâre a Beast Master,â he dropped the bombshell.
Since leaving the show, Xia Xin hadnât checked her phone and was utterly unaware of this revelation. Upon hearing the term âBeast Masterâ, her eyes widened in disbelief. Her first thought was, âIâm doomed.â
âExactly, itâs absurd. If I didnât know you, Iâd consider it a ludicrous rumor too. But you can communicate with Bobo, with that stubborn mule on set, and even ride a lion. So, I had to ask whatâs going on?â Sun Hu probed..