Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Translator: Aytise

Proofreader/editor: Piper

The Film Kings’s Hidden Marriage (5)

Bai Weiwei’s eyes looked confused. She grasped his arm with both hands and pressed him on the door panel. She slowly tiptoed while raising her head like a beautiful and proud swan in order to chase after the warmth she was desperately seeking.

He Poan’s senses were thrown into disarray. His nose was filled with her scent, her warm breath felt scalding on his skin, her body was tightly holding his own to the point he could feel her intense heartbeats and her softness against his hard chest.

Once it was over, the shock finally brought He Poan out of his flustered state.

【Ding, the male lead’s favorability is at -5.】

For a moment, He Poan was utterly lost in the taste of the woman in front of him. But soon after, he recollected his emotions and wanted to understand what happened.

His anger came over like a violent storm rushing to his mind. He harshly pushed Bai Weiwei away and jeered, “You’ve given me enough!”

Bai Weiwei was rudely pushed away, and her whole body fell to the ground while she could only groan weakly.

He Poan rubbed his lips with force, as if he wished he could wipe away the taste he’d just experienced.

He said disgustedly, “Do you think seducing me will make me fall in love with you? Even if all the women under the sun were dead, I still wouldn’t touch you!”

Bai Weiwei didn’t answer. She only stayed motionless on the ground, weakly groaning in pain.

He Poan stared at her, “Bai Weiwei, don’t play any more tricks! Don’t let me look down on you more than I already do!”

Suddenly, Bai Weiwei turned quiet and didn’t utter a single sound.

He Poan noticed that something was wrong. He walked over and kicked Bai Weiwei with his foot, “Hey, woman, stop playing dead.”

System: “Host, stop laying on the ground, you’re being kicked.”

The unconscious Bai Weiwei: “How could these goods be killed by being kicked like a sack of potatoes?”

He Poan squatted next to her and lightly shifted the long dark hair covering her face to reveal a frowning Bai Weiwei with extremely red and warm cheeks.

Did she have a fever?

He examined her face again and knew her temperature wasn’t normal.

He Poan immediately took out his mobile phone and called his assistant, “Xiao Mu, come to…” His voice suddenly stopped, because he inadvertently noticed Bai Weiwei was wearing silk pajamas. While lying on the ground, half her white shoulders was already exposed.

The thick black long hair was spread over the ground, greatly contrasting with the porcelain white and delicate skin with a powdery touch, giving Bai Weiwei a charming feeling.

Such a vulnerable Bai Weiwei was completely different from the Bai Weiwei he was accustomed to. He had never seen her fragile and delicate side before, nor did he know she had one.

Xiao Mu said: “An Ge¹, what happened? It has already been an hour since you’ve left, and the director has been asking whether to continue filming or not.”

He Poan hesitated for a few seconds before saying, “I’ll film tonight’s scenes tomorrow night, just let the others work. I… I’ll take a break tonight.”

Xiao Mu didn’t think too much about it, He Poan had not rested for two days and two nights consecutively. It was reasonable for him to take a break, so he directly agreed to it.

He Poan hung up the phone, and thinking about he’s done, his face immediately turned ugly. He should just thrown her to the assistant, why would he need to worry about whether someone would take advantage of.

Who cared about the life or death of this woman?

He Poan was extremely angry. However, thinking there were only two months left until the end of their contract, he thought he could endure it for a bit longer.

He reached out to Bai Weiwei and picked her up in his arms. He was now holding her for the second time and her extreme lightness made him frown. How could she weigh so little?

Nonetheless, upset as he was, he couldn’t help but say the opposite of what he thought, “Heavy like a pig.”

The system immediately complained: “Host, he’s mocking you.”

Bai Weiwei: “I can’t confront him today, but I’ll make sure to make him pay for it tomorrow.”

He Poan threw her on the bed and reached out to feel her forehead. Her temperature was still high and the fever showed no sign of going down. His expression was cold as he said, “It would be good if she could burn to death.”

Although he said that, he still looked for antipyretics in the medicine cabinet to reduce the fever.

He Poan crudely stuffed the pill into Bai Weiwei’s mouth. His action so rough and harsh, any third party would swear he was dealing with his father’s sworn enemy.

^{1: An intimate way to call someone, he’s using the ‘an’ from ‘Poan’ and ‘ge’ from ‘gege’ or as you might all remember, ‘brother’ in chinese.↩}