Her International Multiple Identities - Chapter 10

Chapter 10: As the World Falls for Her Beauty

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Hold on. Lucy, why are you showing so much of your chest? It’s nothing like your character’s persona. Costume—”

The paparazzi had already posted their pictures online and went viral in an instant.

“OMG. Is that Lucy? She’s so hot!”

“That’s all she is. Good looks but nothing. God knows who she went to bed with to be where she is today.”

“The person covered up from head to toe—is that her? The woman Jiang Sheng’s going to marry?”

“The only reason she didn’t show her face could only be because of inferiority.”

“BTW, Jiang Sheng and Lucy look so cute together!”

…

“And… action!”

The scene continued from where they’d left off. Feeling the man’s cold, soothing body temperature, the woman inched closer towards him. “No hospitals. Pills are good enough.”

The man lifted her off the floor. Her dress was too short that his palm was in direct contact with her soft skin—Jiang Sheng winced for a fraction of a second. He carried her into the room as the camera followed their movements.

“That’s it. Tighten your grip. Let your emotions flow.”

The woman felt his gentle touch on her forehead. It had a calming effect on her, but it wasn’t long before it moved away. She pushed herself up, her blanket slipping off from her shoulder, her revealing nightdress barely covering any of her skin. She spoke with a silken voice, “Don’t leave. Come back to me. You remember everything, don’t you? I know you do.”

It was when Lucy broke character and started making eyes at Jiang Sheng that they were interrupted again.

“Cut!” the director shrieked. “Cut, cut, cut! Lucy, persona! You’ve got to dive into your character! Never mind, let’s take five.”

Jiang Sheng hurried to Ning Xue, his face cold. It only melted off when Ning Xue met his gaze. He reached his arms and grinned, “Could you please do the honors of patting off the dust on my coat?”

“There’s nothing on it.”

“Yes, it does. That woman left stains everywhere. It’s revolting. I need your scent around to cleanse the bad odor.”

Ning Xue chuckled. After she had patted his coat, he embraced her into his arms, refusing to let go.

Some distance away, the director roared. “What do you mean she caught a bug? She has to be here even if the sky is falling! We’ve come too far to quit now! Is she trying to get herself banned in the industry?”

“Take it easy, sir.”

“How can I? And now where should we look to find the perfect east Asian woman playing the role of the male lead’s first crush?”

The set went dead silent.

“How about Jiang Sheng’s wife?” Lucy spoke up. “She’s here today on the set, and she’s pretty, too. Why don’t you let her try out the role?”

“Oh? Would she now?” The director had heard the rumors, of course. Jiang Sheng’s wife was a gold digger and nothing more.

“Of course, she would. Everyone wants to be a celebrity.”

“And did she consent to play the role? Huh? What kind of a one-man-show are you directing?” An ice-chilling voice mixed with suppressed anger exploded.

It was the first time Jiang Sheng gave vent to his anger on set, leaving everyone in shock. He had always been indifferent yet polite, but he had never lashed out on anyone. The crowd drew their gaze to the woman standing behind him—she was covered, her features and physique unrecognizable.

Jiang Sheng stepped forward to block their sight, irritated that they were staring at his wife.

Ning Xue, too, was driven up the wall. The game was on.

“I’d love to give it a try,” Ning Xue said. She removed her face mask and scarf, unveiling the most delicate east Asian appearance the spectators had ever seen.

“Oh, good Lord! As if God himself had sculpted her!”

“Cupid’s arrow just hit its target.”

“And her voice! How angel-like!”

…

The paparazzi stopped filming Lucy, and they turned their camera towards Ning Xue.

“Oh, sweetie.” Jiang Sheng was touched—Ning Xue never liked being the center of attention, but this time, she took a big step for him.

“Pure angel, dear, are you here to save the day?” The director asked, gawking at Ning Xue. It was his first time seeing such beauty. Raw, natural, and stunning..