Quick Transmigration: Only You Are the Desire of My Heart

"Mr. Wen~"

"MoMo?"

"Ah Chen~"

Song Qingyin appeared beside Wen Mochen at some point. Seeing his thoughtful expression, she waved her hand in front of him. When he didn't respond for a long time, she frowned, somewhat puzzled.

What could be making him so lost in thought? She'd been calling him for ages, but he hadn't responded.

"Wen—Mo—Chen," Song Qingyin drawled, pinching his cheeks with both hands and applying slight pressure.

The pain on his face brought him back to his senses, and his unfocused gaze began to focus. He saw a magnified version of Song Qingyin looking at him with concern. His heart stirred slightly, and he pulled her into his arms, closing his eyes wearily, also concealing the deep, dark light within them.

"Let me hold you for a while," a tired voice whispered in her ear, causing Song Qingyin to swallow back the words she was about to say. She nestled quietly in his arms, silently keeping him company as he remained in a bad mood.

After that, until Song Qingyin was about to join the crew, although Wen Mochen's state was no different from usual, people in love are particularly sensitive to changes in emotions, and she vaguely saw a subtle coldness in him.

"I'm leaving now." Wen Mochen dragged Song Qingyin's suitcase and escorted her to her van in the underground parking garage. The assistant, who had been waiting for a long time, took the suitcase from him and put it in the trunk of the van, giving them enough time to say goodbye.

Wearing a mask, Song Qingyin looked up at the person in front of her with her eyes full of reluctance, clutching his clothes and acting coquettishly.

"Okay, be careful on the road." Wen Mochen had his usual faint smile on his lips, but to Song Qingyin, it sounded cold.

"Will you miss me?" Song Qingyin's gaze was fixed on him, not missing a single expression.

"Hmm." Wen Mochen nodded, something flashing across his eyes in a fleeting, swift movement. By the time Song Qingyin tried to see it clearly again, he had already returned to his gentle and affectionate demeanor.

"What should I do? I'm already missing you even before I've left. I'm joining a film crew this time, and I won't be able to see you for several months." Song Qingyin said, reaching out to hug Wen Mochen's waist, leaning against his chest, and reluctantly rubbing against him.

Wen Mochen slightly raised his hand, then, as if remembering something, slowly lowered it again where Song Qingyin couldn't see. He let Song Qingyin hug him, remaining silent.

"Alright, if it gets any later you'll be nagging me again, Sister Yun." Wen Mochen waited for a while, and seeing that she still didn't seem to want to let go, he helplessly put his arm around her shoulder and gently pulled her away. "I'll come see you when I have time."

Perhaps it was the effect of her last words, but Song Qingyin walked towards the nanny van with a heavy heart, turning back every few steps. "Then you must remember your words, you must come to see me when you have time, I will miss you very much."

Wen Mochen nodded, watching Song Qingyin's car gradually disappear from sight. He then lowered his eyes and stood there alone for a long time before turning and leaving.

As Song Qingyin settled into her seat, she looked at the increasingly smaller figures in the rearview mirror on her right, a sense of unease creeping through her. But the feeling came and went quickly, and she couldn't quite grasp why.

"Tsk, it's not like she's gone, why are you so reluctant to part?" Sister Yun couldn't help but tease Song Qingyin, her smile full of ambiguity.

Song Qingyin smiled but didn't speak. She couldn't help but notice the fleeting glimpse she had just caught of Wen Mochen's expression—struggle, reluctance, despair… all of which eventually settled into a calm.

She always felt that Wen Mochen was brewing something, but the result was not what he hoped for.

Hopefully, he can clear his head.

The days after joining the crew were busy and fulfilling. They still talked on the phone frequently, but Wen Mochen initiated conversations less and less, and even the frequency of sharing daily life decreased. Moreover, most of the time Song Qingyin did the talking, and he listened, and occasionally Song Qingyin could find him daydreaming.

Their relationship seemed to have entered a period of stagnation; they lacked the desire to share and always ignored each other's emotional changes. Coupled with Wen Mochen's increasingly indifferent attitude, Song Qingyin couldn't help but feel a sense of panic.

Before she could even sort out her thoughts, a bombshell revelation suddenly broke online, putting her in the eye of the storm once again.

A woman claiming to be a makeup artist from a certain film crew posted online, alleging that before she became famous, she bullied others on set, demanding a private dressing room and even causing three makeup artists to lose their jobs.

There are pictures and truth.

The so-called truth was just a blurry photo; you could make out her face, but the cause and details of the incident were unclear. Her sudden and unexpected rise to fame, however, aroused envy in many. Otherwise, how could the comments of a mere makeup artist have so quickly dominated the trending topics?

[The female celebrity who became an overnight sensation is actually like this in private!!! Explosive!]

The viral sensation attracted more and more people to the comments section of Toutiao, after all, there's never a shortage of gossip lovers in this world.

"Song Qingyin is too domineering. She made someone lose their job without saying a word."

"Yeah, yeah, they acted like such a big shot before they even became famous. Now they're probably swaggering."

"Those three makeup artists look so pitiful. It must be tough serving such a 'princess'."

"The threshold for the entertainment industry is getting lower and lower. I don't understand how someone like this can become famous."

"I never expected her to be this kind of person. I'm unfollowing her. She's so hypocritical."

"What grudge could you possibly hold against someone to make them lose their job? Do you even know how hard it is to find a job these days?"

"She has no princess life, but a princess complex."

"If someone has poor character, no matter how good-looking they are, it's useless."

"When trying a prisoner, you need to hear multiple testimonies. Isn't it too biased for everyone to say this? There must be a reason why Yinyin did this."

"How much money did Song Qingyin bribe the person upstairs to clear her name? Even after all this, they're still trying to whitewash her. The person involved herself revealed it; how could it be false?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you really can't judge a book by its cover."

"Yinyin is really a good person, there must be some misunderstanding."

"Yes, yes, I haven't responded yet, so please stop speculating."

"The news of Song Qingyin's arrogance and domineering behavior on set has been around for a while now. Didn't someone report it before?"

"I'm a staff member of the xxx film crew. Song Qingyin is very picky on set. She often bosses the staff around her around. When it comes to drinking water, it can't be too hot or too cold. Once the water is brought to her, she doesn't want to drink it anymore... Such things happen all the time."

"Wow, this is so pretentious."

"I call Song Qingyin the queen of drama queens."

"The entertainment industry is corrupted by people like this."

"I have decided to boycott Song Qingyin's dramas starting today."

"Song Qingyin became famous so quickly, I don't believe there's nothing fishy about it."