《Forbidden Desire》3《Will You Come Home Tonight?》
Chapter Twenty-Three: Misplaced Love
1、Behind-the-Scenes Jealousy
「《Will You Come Home Tonight?》Chapter Twenty-Three, Scene One, Action!」
The lights blazed on, and the high-powered incandescent lamps on set illuminated the rest area completely. The camera had just slid down from a high-angle track, and the assistant director shouted, 「Cut! This shot is perfect. Everyone take a thirty-minute break and prepare for the next big conflict!」
In the rest area backstage, the air still carried some of the heat and tension from the intense acting just moments ago.
Sun was wearing a slightly loose silk loungewear set, her hair slightly disheveled, with a few damp strands clinging to the nape of her fair, jade-like neck.
The emotional ups and downs in the previous scenes had been too intense, leaving her physically drained. She leaned weakly against the back of the sofa chair, her pink lips parted as she breathed softly.
Seeing this, Xu Mu'an, who played Pei Xiu Yu, showed a trace of natural and unmistakable heartache in his eyes.
Over this period, the two had filmed multiple highly sweet, romantic, and intensely sensual scenes. The life-and-death attachment and emotional tug-of-war between their characters had already subtly seeped into real life.
Xu Mu'an casually took a bottle of room-temperature mineral water from the nearby fridge, twisted off the cap, and handed it to Sun. Then, naturally, he reached out and used his warm fingertips to gently tuck the slightly messy, sweat-dampened strands of hair behind her ear.
「You must be exhausted. The next scene will be even heavier emotionally. Drink some water first to relax.」 Xu Mu'an's voice was extremely gentle, and the ambiguous affection and attachment in his eyes—far beyond that of ordinary crew colleagues—were so thick they seemed ready to overflow.
Sun looked up at Xu Mu'an's deep, affectionate black eyes, her heart trembling slightly. She didn't immediately pull away from his hand; instead, she gave him a bright, habitual smile. 「Thank you, Mu'an. These past few days, I've relied on you to get into character. Otherwise, I really couldn't have pulled off that heart-wrenching feeling.」
The two were extremely close, their breaths intertwining. The atmosphere of crossing boundaries in the air suddenly intensified, as if an invisible attraction was quietly flowing between them.
However, at this tender moment, the heavy soundproof door of the rest area was suddenly kicked open violently from outside!
「Bang!」
Qin Che, dressed in a black suit and just returning from overseas, stormed in with a lingering icy killing aura and intense jealousy!
Qin Che looked up and saw Xu Mu'an's hand intimately stroking Sun's hair, while Sun smiled radiantly at Xu Mu'an. In that instant, a storm of rage surged in the depths of Qin Che's deep black eyes. Jealousy and envy roared like a wild beast gone mad inside his chest!
「Xu Mu'an, where do you think your hand is?!」 Qin Che growled coldly, his voice icy enough to freeze the surrounding air completely.
Xu Mu'an paused, frowning slightly, then slowly withdrew his hand. His gaze calm yet unyielding, he looked at Qin Che. 「President Qin, we were just discussing the upcoming scene.」
「Discussing a scene requires getting this close? And touching each other?!」 Qin Che ignored any explanation. Like a domineering wolfhound whose territory had been invaded—restless, irritable, and deeply aggrieved—he strode forward with long legs, grabbed Sun's slender wrist forcefully, yanked her up from the chair, and pulled her hard into his embrace!
「Ah! Qin Che, what are you doing! That hurts!」 Sun's eyes reddened from the sudden force, and she cursed loudly.
Qin Che gave Xu Mu'an no chance to retort or intervene. His eyes bloodshot, he stared fixedly at Sun, scooped her up in a princess carry, and headed straight for the nearby private rest room. With a 「bang,」 he kicked the door shut and locked it firmly!
2、Furious Punishment
「Click!」 The moment the door locked, the atmosphere in the small rest room plummeted to freezing point.
Qin Che pressed Sun against the hard door panel, his tall frame casting an oppressive shadow over her. One large hand gripped her slender waist tightly, the other pinching her chin. His heavy breaths crashed wildly against her face, his eyes filled with frenzied jealousy and grievance:
「Sun, you've gotten bolder and bolder! I was only gone for a few days, and you're already acting this intimate with him in the rest area? Do you think I'm dead?!」
Sun looked at the man before her—the fearless, high-and-mighty CEO in the business world—who now resembled a little wolfhound that had lost its bone, his eyes filled with unease and grievance. Her anger instantly dissipated by half.
Instead of getting angry, Sun raised her eyebrows slightly and chuckled coquettishly: 「What's wrong～ Qin Che～～ Throwing such a big tantrum the moment you get back? I was just discussing the scene with Mu'an. Which nerve of yours got pinched again?」
「Don't mention his name to me!」
Her nonchalant attitude snapped Qin Che's last thread of rationality.
He leaned down, his overwhelming, violent possessiveness surging forth, and forcefully kissed Sun's tender red lips!
The kiss was extremely domineering and fierce! Like declaring sovereignty, Qin Che's tongue barged wildly into her mouth, plundering and entwining. His large hand pressed firmly against her waist, pulling her entire body tightly against his burning chest.
「Mm… ha… Qin Che… let go…」 Sun struggled to breathe from the kiss, her small hands lightly pounding his chest.