Quick Transmigration Sweet Story, The White Moonlight Rescue Plan

Chapter 369 The White Moonlight in the Substitute Novel (19)

Gu Xiaoxiao struggled nervously, "I have nothing to talk to you about."

Her gaze remained fixed on the rearview mirror when a blinding white light suddenly flashed by, causing her to instinctively look away.

However, He Jing, sitting in the driver's seat, seemed completely unaffected by the white light. He smiled slightly and then slowly loosened his tie.

He Jing's movements were elegant and composed. He casually tossed the loosened tie aside, the soft fabric arcing through the air before landing on Gu Xiaoxiao. Gu Xiaoxiao's body trembled violently. She tried to reach out and remove the tie, only to find her hands firmly bound to the handlebars.

He Jing's voice rang in her ear, tinged with a hint of teasing and mockery: "Guess what will be the number one trending topic tomorrow?" His tone was relaxed, as if this were just an insignificant game.

Gu Xiaoxiao's heart pounded harder and harder, and various possible headlines flashed through her mind, each one filling her with a sense of panic.

"Is it the newly crowned Best Actress meeting a mysterious man at night, or..." Before He Jing could finish speaking, he suddenly leaned forward, his lips gently landing on Gu Xiaoxiao's trembling eyelids.

The sudden kiss completely robbed Gu Xiaoxiao of her ability to think. Her body instantly stiffened, and she could only feel the warmth of He Jing's lips and the faint scent of cologne on his body.

"The CEO of the He Group is keeping a mistress in his car?" He Jing's voice whispered in her ear, as if mocking her helplessness and embarrassment.

The car was dimly lit, and the darkness seemed to amplify all the senses. Gu Xiaoxiao heard He Jing press the button to raise and lower the partition, the sound particularly clear in the quiet car.

As the partition slowly rose, Gu Xiaoxiao's world was completely enclosed in this small space. Her breathing became rapid, while He Jing's breath grew closer and closer.

As the leather seats tilted slightly with the car's turn, Gu Xiaoxiao's body involuntarily moved closer to He Jing. In her panic, her hand grabbed He Jing's brooch haphazardly, the sharp metal edges stinging her palm.

"You really don't want to see me?" He Jing's breath suddenly drew closer, his voice revealing a hint of confusion and anger.

Gu Xiaoxiao's body trembled violently. Her gaze met He Jing's, and in his eyes, she saw deep disappointment and confusion.

The woman bit her lower lip tightly, her bright eyes trembling slightly, tears welling up in her eyes. The tears streamed down her fair and delicate cheeks, each drop landing on He Jing's trench coat and also on He Jing's heart.

He shouldn't have been so harsh on her; she's so slow and indecisive. Maybe I was just too impatient.

Gu Xiaoxiao's tears streamed down her face uncontrollably: "I just...don't know."

The seatbelt clicked shut, and He Jing suddenly leaned back, creating distance between himself and Xiao Xiao. His expression turned indifferent: "Since you don't want to see me," his fingertips tapped rhythmically on the steering wheel, making a series of dull thuds, "then get out of the car now!"

Gu Xiaoxiao froze instantly. This bastard He Jing was telling her to get out of the car now? This He Jing really is a clueless, straight-laced man who doesn't know how to cherish women.

“No wonder you lost to Li Heng…” Gu Xiaoxiao muttered softly, but He Jing heard her clearly. He Jing’s face instantly darkened. He raised his head sharply, staring at Gu Xiaoxiao with piercing eyes, a flash of anger in his eyes.

"What did you say?" He Jing's voice was deep and authoritative, carrying obvious dissatisfaction and accusation. He suddenly leaned closer to Gu Xiaoxiao, the distance between them instantly closing until Gu Xiaoxiao could even feel his warm breath.

Gu Xiaoxiao was startled by He Jing's actions. Her heart suddenly raced, and she was momentarily at a loss. She stared at He Jing with wide eyes, her lips trembling slightly, but she didn't know how to respond.

"Gu Xiaoxiao, say that again?" He Jing's tone became increasingly stern, his brows furrowed tightly, as if he was very angry about Gu Xiaoxiao's words.

In the original story, the second male lead, Li Heng, is a gentle soul who appears later in the story. Even after the main couple gets married, he remains the female lead's unforgettable white moonlight.

Li Heng also became a major obstacle on He Jing's path to winning back his wife, causing him a lot of trouble.

"Um...did I say something? Did Mr. He mishear me?" Gu Xiaoxiao pretended to be clueless.

He Jing expressionlessly put one arm around Gu Xiaoxiao, forcing her to look directly at him, while his other hand slowly rolled down the car window, revealing his cold and dignified face.

His gaze, like a cold star, swept coldly over the people outside the car window. They seemed intimidated by his aura, and the cameras in their hands trembled slightly.

He Jing's voice was so cold it sent chills down one's spine, as if it could freeze the air into ice crystals. His words were brief and resolute: "Have you taken enough pictures?"

Although the sentence was only three words long, the oppressive force it contained made those outside the car window feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar; they didn't even dare to look He Jing in the eye.

Immediately afterwards, He Jing's lips curled up slightly, revealing a mocking smile, and he continued, "Tomorrow, He's legal department will contact you all."

These words were like a verdict, instantly turning the faces of those who had been clinging to hope to a glimmer of hope pale. They knew that He's legal department was not to be trifled with, and that once they were targeted, they would likely be in big trouble.

Outside the car window, fine snow was falling. Gu Xiaoxiao, wrapped in He Jing's trench coat, huddled by the floor-to-ceiling window.

An hour had passed since the standoff in the train carriages. She was trapped in the rooftop apartment overlooking the entire film studio, with faint red marks from the tie still visible on her wrist.

He Jing lightly tapped his crystal glass on the bar, the amber liquid reflecting the third button of his shirt that he had unbuttoned: "The legal department has dealt with 17 media outlets." His fingertips traced the pearl necklace at Gu Xiaoxiao's collarbone. "Now, it's time to deal with our problems."