Translator: Atlas Studios
Editor: Atlas Studios
To an artiste, disfigurement was equivalent to destroying his or her whole career.
Zhong Shixia, who had been a popular movie queen across Hollywood, disappeared from the entertainment industry exactly because she was disfigured by an acid attack.
After Xia Weibao put down the phone, Lu Hualiang walked to her bedside.
He looked at her fixedly.
“Why did you have to do that?”
If she was not trying to get into his good books, then why did she have to protect him from danger?
“Why did you do that?”
Xia Weibao was a little confused. Could he speak less abstractly?
As an ancient person, she found understanding the modern language slightly difficult.
“Last night, why didn’t you run?”
Xia Weibao was stunned for a moment, before she silently turned away.
This was a long story that she could hardly explain!
How could she know that the gas explosion would be so powerful!
There was no such thing in the great Xia country!
In ancient times, the greatest explosion was firecrackers. Who knew that this 21st century thing would be so perverse.
If she knew, then she would definitely…
Thinking about it made Xia Weibao choke on her tears.
Protecting Lu Hualiang last night was an instinctive reaction. Even if she knew the gas explosion would be so powerful, she probably would still have instinctively saved him. That was to say that those feelings were so deeply rooted. Even after he made her die once, she still could not forget the emperor.
Whether the real reason was her loyalty to the crown or not, she did not know.
After all, some people liked to lie to even themselves.
Seeing Xia Weibao embarrassed, Lu Hualiang just took it that she was shy.
He suddenly felt better all of a sudden. Even the scar on Xia Weibao’s face seemed especially pleasant to him.
Uh.
She did not know what gaze CEO Lu was staring at her with, but it made her shy and speechless.
Indeed, men are scary!
“Do you really love being an artiste?”
“Of course, that is my job.”
Xia Weibao naturally replied. Being an artiste was the job of the body’s original owner, and hers too.
Moreover, as an ancient person, she knew nothing about the skills of modern society. She had only talents from ancient times. With such diverse talents, it would be a waste to not enter the entertainment industry and blind others with them.
Besides, she quite enjoyed acting as she could live out many different lives. Most importantly, whenever she fell, she would stand back up again.
Entering the entertainment industry was the dream of the body’s original owner. Since she occupied the body, she naturally had to fulfil this dream for her.
Lu Hualiang did not understand her persistence.
Just like how he could not understand why that woman was so persistently trying to break into the entertainment industry. Even ten bulls would not be enough to pull her back.
“You can change jobs.”
“Change what?”
“For example —” Here, Lu Hualiang paused. “Be Mrs Lu.”
Click!
As soon as he said these words, Xia Weibao was so shocked that she shivered in fright and crushed the mobile phone with her hand.
Lu Hualiang: “…”
Xia Weibao: “…”
Why did he have to say such frightening things? It almost scared her soul out of her!
Lu Hualiang lowered his head with his gaze on the broken screen of the mobile phone. His eye twitched.
She could casually just crush a mobile phone with her bare hands. What did she eat while growing up?
Yesterday, she had smashed a laptop. Today, a mobile phone. She was amazing. Xia Weibao blushed slightly. She was a martial artist. Having more strength… was normal… right?
She was someone with immense power. Not just a mobile phone, even if you gave her a human head, would you believe that she would be able to crush that too?
The empress meditated quietly. I am not a tomboy. I am not a tomboy. I am a fragile lady.
After repeatedly psyching herself, she could finally deceive others — and herself — into thinking that she was a fragile lady.
Yet, when she lifted her head, she met Lu Hualiang’s hulkish gaze…