Sweet Pet: Xiao Ye's Reborn Little Wife

In the dazzling and complex world of the entertainment industry, Xiao Jingmo and Zhao Qingyu are like two stars shining against each other. Their love story is like a melodious love song, played in this circle full of noise and temptation, and has become a legend that everyone talks about.

Every note beats in the hearts of fans, and every melody spreads further under the media's rendering.

During this period, their schedules were packed and they were as busy as a spinning top, being whipped mercilessly without a moment's rest.

Xiao Jingmo had just finished a breathtakingly intense filming schedule, and the tense atmosphere on the set seemed to still linger around him. He didn't even have time to relax his tired body and mind before he had to rush to the next promotional event.

Those promotional events were like battlefields without the smoke of gunpowder. He needed to be in the best condition at all times, facing countless flashes of light and sharp questions from reporters.

Zhao Qingyu was also caught in a whirlpool of busyness, shuttling between various film sets like a tireless bird.

Sometimes, the high-intensity shooting for several consecutive days almost pushed her body to its limit. The shooting of each shot was like a difficult trek, and the short rest time was like a drop of water in the desert, fleeting.

Sometimes, she would lie on a chair on the set, and even if she only took a few minutes to close her eyes, she would feel it was a great happiness. Even getting a good night's sleep became an extremely luxurious wish.

However, love is like an invisible but extremely tough silk thread that passes through the busy thorns and always leads them to find each other in the busy intervals.

It was an irresistible force, like a lighthouse in the darkness, guiding them in the right direction.

The brief moments together on set, even if they only lasted a few minutes, felt like stolen sweet moments, as precious as rare treasures. Every second was filled with warmth and longing.

"Look at you, you have dark circles under your eyes. Don't overwork yourself." Xiao Jingmo looked at Zhao Qingyu with heartache, his eyes full of concern and reluctance.

He gently stretched out his hand, his fingers trembling slightly, and gently stroked her cheek. The touch felt like touching a fragile piece of porcelain, and he was afraid that the slightest force would hurt her.

The warmth of her skin could be felt at his fingertips, and that warmth made his heart tremble slightly, making him feel even more distressed for the girl in front of him who was working hard for her dream.

Zhao Qingyu held his hand, a gentle smile on her lips. That smile was like a flower blooming in spring, dispelling some of the tired haze.

"You're still talking about me. You've lost weight again recently. Every time I see you like this, I feel so sad. You have to take good care of yourself and don't just think about work, okay? We all have to be well, so that we can keep going."

Her voice was soft but full of affection, and every word was like a sweet candy, melting in the air between them.

When they are in different cities, time and space seem to be their biggest enemies, but they will not give in easily.

Video calls became a must every night, and the small screen became a window for them to express their love.

"How was filming today? Was there anything fun?" Xiao Jingmo looked at Zhao Qingyu on the phone screen, his eyes full of longing.

The longing surged in his eyes like a tide, almost drowning him.

He tried to make his tone sound more relaxed, not wanting Zhao Qingyu to notice his loneliness.

"There was a scene today that really exhausted me. I failed several times and the director was almost driven crazy by me. His expression looked like he wanted to eat me." Zhao Qingyu said with a smile, her eyes sparkling, as if those difficulties had become interesting little episodes in her eyes.

"But then I found the flow, and it was an amazing feeling, like a sudden epiphany. How about you? Is your promotional campaign going well?"

"My promotional activities are going quite smoothly, but without you around, I always feel like something is missing. Every time I see those lively scenes, I think, it would be great if you were here. Everything here seems to be missing a soul." Xiao Jingmo's tone was a little lonely. He frowned slightly, and the longing in his eyes became more obvious.

When they attend various fashion events together, they are undoubtedly the focus of attention.

The scene was like a grand ball, and they were the most dazzling dancers at the ball.

Xiao Jingmo always acted like the most loyal knight. His posture was upright and elegant, and every movement was full of gentlemanly grace. He gently held Zhao Qingyu's hand, with just the right amount of strength, as if announcing to the world his protection of her.

The moment their eyes met, it seemed as if an invisible electric current was running through the air, hitting their hearts and causing their heartbeats to accelerate instantly.

Everything around seemed to become blurred, the noisy voices and brilliant lights gradually faded away, leaving only the deep love in each other's eyes.

That love is like a burning flame, hot and strong, enough to resist all external interference.

The media are like hunters who have smelled their prey. They are like a pack of hungry wolves, frantically capturing every moment of their lives.

The sound of camera shutters clicked like raindrops, interweaving into a frenzied symphony. Flashes flashed one after another, the dazzling white light almost illuminating the entire space, as if day had arrived.

Their photos and reports spread rapidly in the online world as if they had wings, spreading like a virus and reaching every street and alley.

Whether it is the small newsstands on the streets or the mobile phone screens in people’s hands, their figures can be seen everywhere.

"Wow, look at them two, they are such a perfect match!" The girl on the street was holding her mobile phone, looking at the photos of Xiao Jingmo and Zhao Qingyu in the entertainment news, and said to her companion with a crazy look on her face.

Her eyes sparkled with excitement, as if she had seen the most beautiful thing in the world.

"Look at their eyes, the love is about to overflow from the screen. I really hope I can have such a love."

"Yes, they're the perfect example of a couple who have achieved both success in love and career," her companion echoed, eyes full of envy. She sighed softly, "It's truly rare to find such a pure love in the entertainment industry. They're like a prince and princess straight out of a fairy tale."

At a highly anticipated international film festival, the red carpet was packed with people, and the cheers of fans and the shouts of reporters were intertwined, making it extremely lively.

The scene was like surging waves, hitting people's eardrums one after another. Xiao Jingmo and Zhao Qingyu appeared hand in hand at one end of the red carpet, and in an instant, all eyes were drawn to them as if attracted by a magnet.

They are like elves walking out of a dream world, exuding charming charm.

Xiao Jingmo was wearing a dark blue velvet suit. The soft velvet shone with a low-key and luxurious luster under the light, like the mysterious stars twinkling in the night sky.

The exquisite bow tie tied at his collar resembled a graceful butterfly dancing. He looked elegant and mysterious, with an innate confidence in every step, and that confidence emanated from his eyes like a bright beacon.

His eyes are deep and charming, as if they contain endless stories, attracting people to explore.

Zhao Qingyu is like a blooming red rose, gorgeous and exuding charming fragrance.

She wore a red off-the-shoulder dress, the fiery color making her skin look even whiter, as delicate as mutton-fat jade. The design of the dress perfectly showed off her figure, and every line looked like a work carefully carved by an artist.

The hem of her skirt swayed with her steps, like a flame dancing on the red carpet, light and agile. Her smile was as bright as the sun, lighting up the entire red carpet.

As they walked down the red carpet, the flash lights were as bright as daylight, almost drowning them out.

But they are like the kings and queens in this shining world, holding their heads high, confident and dazzling.

Their steps were firm and calm, as if the whole world was at their feet.

"Xiao Jingmo! Zhao Qingyu! Look this way!" Reporters shouted their names, their voices rising and falling like horns on a battlefield. They all hoped to capture the most beautiful angle of their faces, which would be the focus of tomorrow's entertainment headlines.

They squeezed together desperately to occupy the best shooting position, holding their cameras high in their hands like weapons in the hands of soldiers.

Xiao Jingmo lowered his head slightly and whispered in Zhao Qingyu's ear, "Don't be nervous, we are the best. Look, they are all crazy about us." His voice was gentle and firm, like a warm spring breeze, blowing through Zhao Qingyu's heart.

Zhao Qingyu nodded slightly, the corners of her mouth raised, revealing a charming smile, "With you here, I'm never nervous. I feel like I'm in a dream now, but this dream is really beautiful." Her eyes were full of happiness, and she held Xiao Jingmo tightly and continued to move forward.

Every footprint they left on the red carpet was like a mark of love and glory, deeply imprinted in people's hearts and becoming the most dazzling scenery of this brilliant night.

Those footprints seemed to be telling their story, a story about love, dreams and persistence, which moved everyone who witnessed this scene.