After all of them were reborn, who would still be an actor?

Chapter 648 SM Little Princess and Soft Queen
Bang!
After a while, Li Mingyang heard the sound of the door being closed.

"In the dead of winter, you didn't even blow-dry your hair. If you catch a cold, we're all doomed."

"Come here quickly, let me help you blow-dry your hair."

The sound of a hairdryer started.

Song Qian, that scatterbrain, hasn't noticed a thing since she entered the house!
Keep hiding...

"Unnie, is your filming at Dongdaemun finished?"

"Don't even mention it, the crew disbanded halfway through filming..."

"Oh! Did you get the money?"

"The company is helping me get it. Fortunately, it's invested in by iQiyi, so there should be a chance to get it. iQiyi doesn't need my salary."

"I'm so envious of unnie! She gets to film at Tokyo University. I've heard from seniors that it's easy to make money there."

"We can't discuss that profit sharing with our company."

"They keep forcing us to pay off our high-interest loans!"

"You spend money recklessly, otherwise you would have paid it off long ago."

"What good will it do to pay it off? The company won't let me off the hook... Xiujing just talks a good game, saying she'd help us arrange a meal with Li Mingyang, but it's been over half a year and she hasn't done anything."

"Uh, you don't know?"

"what do you know?"

"Stop hanging out outside all the time. If you just stay here and work with us on promotional events, even if we make a fuss, the company won't hold you back."

Sulli pouted, "We can't compete with Girls' Generation at all, there's no hope."

"Unity is strength, you're just a loner..."

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Why won't Soojung help us see Lee Myungyang?"

Song Qian shrugged, amused and annoyed, and said, "Don't turn around, it's blowing... Do you remember last year when Xiujing brought a girl to our dorm?"

"You mean Kim Ji-won? I've acted with her before. She has the face of a chaebol heiress, but she's actually a bit naive, haha."

"Yes, that's her. Didn't Jung Soo-jung brag to us that she went to Lee Myung-yang's house? Kim Ji-won also went and stayed for a while. Then Soo-jung got angry and stopped talking to Director Lee."

"If you've lived there for a while, then you've just slept there."

"Of course!"

"Haha! What a pity, I didn't get to see Krystal break down!"

The two women chatted and laughed, and Li Mingyang, hiding under the covers, realized why Xiao Shuijing had been replying to messages so perfunctorily lately.

It seems she and Kim Ji-won are still friends.

This girl is taking forever to dry her hair! How long am I going to have to wait before I can leave?

Li Mingyang waited and waited, until the flames of war were extinguished.

Now he just wants to wait for Song Qian to take a shower, and then he'll leave.

As for pulling back the covers and killing both women.

I'm not considering it for now; Crystal is a jealous person.

The group FX is anything but harmonious. If the two girls flaunt themselves like Kim Ji-won, Krystal will be even more difficult to deal with.

"Okay, that's enough bragging."

"You haven't even finished blowing it yet, do you want to have a lion's head tomorrow?!"

"Perfect timing to get a new hairstyle, haha!"

The next moment, the top layer of blankets was lifted, and Shirley crawled under them.

Song Qian shrugged, put down the hairdryer, interlaced her fingers, raised her arms, lifted her toes, and stretched her limbs.

He turned off the light and lay down on the bed.

"Unnie, why aren't you washing up before going to bed?!"

"I'm too tired, I'll wash tomorrow."

"It's okay if you don't wash your body, but you should at least wash your face."

"Yes, you need to wash your face."

With a click, the light came on again.

The sound of rushing water sounded.

Suddenly, Li Mingyang's face felt a little wet. By the light from the gap in the blanket, he could see that it was Shirley's hair.

Shirley crawled under the covers, and a fresh, grassy scent filled her nostrils—it smelled wonderful.

"Shirley, get me some makeup remover pads, we're out in the bathroom," Song Qian called out from inside the bathroom.

Shirley sighed. Just as she was about to start, Song Qian called her for help.

Reluctantly sliding out of the covers, Shirley, barefoot, took an unopened cotton pad from the drawer, handed it to Song Qian, said "It's so cold," and crawled back into bed, also pushing Li Mingyang, who was trying to run away, back down.

Li Mingyang wanted to run away while Song Qian was washing her face, so he immediately resisted.

But the next moment, he behaved himself. Shirley pulled his hand and placed it on the bear, and his short skirt started to swirl around.

Sulli's figure is just amazing.

There was snow, cool and refreshing, but once the battle started, it was extremely hot.

Just then, Song Qian's singing came from the bathroom—a very nice English song with rather vulgar lyrics.

"I am a beautiful blonde girl in a fantasy world."
Dress me in beautiful, form-fitting clothes, and I'll be your doll.

You are my doll, accompanied by the rhythm of rock music, feeling the charm of a pink world.

Kiss me, hug me

You can hug me, you can play with me, if you say 'I'll always be yours'...

A Song of Ice and Fire!

It's unclear whether Shirley could understand it, but Li Mingyang was definitely furious.

"Um……"

Shirley suddenly rolled over, opened her blood-red mouth, and bit Li Mingyang's lips.

……

"Finally finished washing up." Song Qian wiped her face with a disposable cotton towel as she walked out of the bathroom.

Hearing the noise, Shirley rolled over again.

Suddenly, Li Mingyang touched his mouth and felt a bit of pain. It really bit him!

No, I have to bite back.

Li Mingyang thought that his opportunity would come when Song Qian was asleep.

Unexpectedly, Song Qian washed her face and was no longer sleepy. She turned off the light, picked up her phone, and started reading entertainment news. Not only did she read it herself, but she also shared it with Shirley.

"Director Lee is so versatile! PL's first single sold just as well as Girls' Generation's."

"Yeah, he's pretty good." Shirley said, putting her hands behind her back to try to undo Li Mingyang's belt. Because it was inconvenient, she tried several times but couldn't get it off.

Li Mingyang, being understanding, helped her solve the problem.

Shirley smiled smugly and, taking advantage of the darkness in the room, began to undress Li Mingyang.

"Hey... Director Li's lady is going to be fully nude, otherwise I'd like to try it too. By the way, Sherry, why don't you try it? You don't really care anyway."

"How could I not care if you slander me!" Upon hearing this, Shirley immediately forgot her main task. "Oh."

"Actually... I was eliminated in the first round, and I never even met Director Li."

You really went!

"Hmph, this is an art film that's aiming for Cannes. What's wrong with sacrificing for art? Eight out of ten top Korean actresses have made art films."

"Logically speaking, you're not bad either, so how come you were eliminated in the first round?"

"I do not know either……"

"Nine times out of ten it's because they were idols... Im Yoona and Seohyun were incredibly lucky to get the movie roles from Director Lee. I heard that CJ executives, including Lee Mi-geum, preferred Kim Go-eun and Kim Ji-won, but Director Lee overruled everyone's objections, and then Lee Mi-geum actually agreed..."

"No, I must try to get Miss again. If you don't give it to me, I'll cry."

"Ha ha!"

Song Qian was amused; the big director didn't care whether you cried or not.

Song Qian listened to it as a joke, but Li Mingyang suffered. Shirley also stopped taking the initiative and directly pressed her butt against him, leaving no room for maneuver.

They wouldn't even let me touch her body, which was as cold as silk.

Li Mingyang wasn't in a hurry. He waited until Song Qian fell asleep, then made Shirley scream and cry.

However, Shirley seemed to know what he was up to, and took the initiative to talk to Song Qian about the young lady.

The two women got more and more into their conversation, and Song Qian even wanted to sleep with Shirley.

Luckily, Shirley was quick-witted and told me not to come over if I hadn't showered, or we would break up.

Song Qian then did not come over.

I used to be able to do it or not, but now I'm so tempted that I have no choice but to do it.

Sherry is a flirt; her fingers are incredibly sensitive, smooth, and cool...

"How do you live here? There's not even toilet paper in the bathroom."

"Wait, let me get it for you." Shirley quickly pulled up her pants, tightened her pajamas, and went to deliver the tissues to Song Qian.

When Shirley returned after delivering the paper, she lifted the covers and glared at Li Mingyang, whispering in the blankets, "Don't do anything reckless. You can't come in unless I agree."

Just as Li Mingyang was about to speak, Song Qian suddenly said, "Shirley, what are you saying?"

"nothing."

Song Qian came out of the bathroom, yawned, and was about to turn off the light and go to sleep when she glanced at Shirley and noticed that the other woman's face was completely red.

"Shirley, are you alright? Why is your face so red?"

"I'm feeling a little unwell, but I'll feel better after a nap."

Song Qian touched Shirley's forehead; it was warm, not hot. "You should still take the medicine as a precaution. You have to think about me, not just yourself! You still have to work even when you're sick."

"I'm fine, no need... um." Before Shirley could finish speaking, she tensed up, her eyes widening as if she had seen something indescribable.

Song Qian was startled. "What are you doing? You scared me. Wait, I'll go get your medicine and water. Make sure you take it."

"Mmm...mmm..." Shirley said, trying to suppress her voice.

Song Qian hummed a song as she left the room to pour water for Shirley. When she returned, she was taken aback.

Shirley was lying on her side on the bed, the blankets were swaying slightly, her eyes were glazed, her face was three times redder than before, and her lips were slightly parted.

Song Qian jogged over, squatted down, and rested her arms on the bed. Just as she was about to speak to show her concern, she noticed that the bed was vibrating rhythmically.

"Damn it, what are you doing?"

When Song Qian called out to her, Sulli's eyes gradually focused, and she regained her senses.

She just didn't expect Li Mingyang to actually come in.

"I...I'll do it myself."

"I think you're really sick, you're even addicted..." Song Qian slammed the water glass in her hand onto the bedside table, splashing water everywhere.

"what!"

Song Qian rolled her eyes at Shirley's self-reading.

She knew that self-study was considered good, and that she also had a lustful tendency.

Korean entertainment parties involve elaborate drinking games, including physical torture and mental indoctrination.

Sulli was naive and thought that by accepting the offer, she could enter the entertainment industry.

Actually... if we wanted to do it, we could have done it a long time ago.

Once, twice... so many times, it's pure deception and freeloading.

During her recent trip back to China, Song Qian heard mostly about Li Mingyang's rise to wealth.

Many people say that Li Mingyang made his fortune through deception and took advantage of Liu Yifei for free.

Song Qian really wanted to tell those people, "Go check out the Korean entertainment industry!"
He's fooled countless people; his so-called pure love is all a scam.

Li Mingyang truly didn't lie to anyone about the pure and innocent romance depicted in the film "A Love as Beautiful as a Bouquet."

"Ah!" Shirley felt as if she had been cleaved in two, and a desolate desert she had never explored before swept into her mind. She screamed in pain.

"Can't you bite a towel? It's so annoying to hear you yelling like that." Song Qian's thoughts were interrupted, and she said with a hint of resentment.

Saying it doesn't make me feel better.

He picked up the teddy bear from the bed and threw it at the bear.

Through the faint moonlight, Shirley saw a figure in the darkness return, like a drowning person, and she grabbed him and held him in her arms.

It was as if they were working together.

Song Qian was completely stunned.

"My Xiao Qi!" Song Qian jumped off the bed, determined to take her Xiao Qi back.

Song Qian was really angry, and she was incredibly strong!

Sherry was caught in a pincer movement, and seeing that the blanket was about to be carried away, she quickly let go.

Song Qian used too much force and fell onto the bed. She straightened up, tossed her hair, and was about to start cursing when she saw Shirley's blanket being lifted, revealing a figure standing upright.

"Damn it! You slut! You brought a man home to sleep!" Song Qian pulled open a drawer, took out a pair of scissors, and slapped the light switch on the bedside table.

pat!

The lights are on!

Song Qian's eyes widened, her mouth agape—she'd seen a ghost! It was Li Mingyang!

When Li Mingyang saw Song Qian holding a pair of scissors, he was stunned and said with amusement, "What are you doing with a pair of scissors? Come over and help me take off my clothes."

Upon hearing this, Song Qian threw down the scissors, jumped onto the bed, and excitedly prepared to join the battle!

"Oppa...no." Shirley turned around and said painfully.

She had gone to great lengths to bring Li Mingyang to the dormitory, intending to possess him entirely and never thinking of sharing him with Song Qian.

Seeing Song Qian act as if she had never seen a man before, stripping herself down and throwing herself into his arms.

Shirley was in a terrible mood.

“Soojung, I won’t… forgive… you,” Shirley struggled to say.

"It's no big deal. A good man should share. You little hussy, you're hogging it all!" Song Qian said as she took off Li Mingyang's clothes from behind, then mischievously pressed down on him from behind.

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(End of this chapter)