Chapter 259: The No-Name Star Beckons, the Benefactor Becomes a Simp 30

Chapter 259: A Nobody Actor Crooks His Finger, Sugar Daddy Turns into a Simp 30

Right in front of his sister, Lin Huaiqing subtly dodged Qin Song's enthusiastic hug, settling for a handshake instead.

They were clearly a couple head-over-heels in love, yet they were as stiff as two strangers at a business meeting.

Lin Huaiqing rubbed his nose and had to introduce Qin Song in front of Lin Xinxin. "Xinxin, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Qin, the CEO of Aurora Company. He's also—"

"Also your big bro's boyfriend. From now on, just call me Song-ge." Qin Song naturally understood that Lin Huaiqing couldn't bring himself to say it in front of his sister.

So he jumped in to take over the conversation, giving Lin Xinxin a polite handshake. In a light gray suit, he looked every bit the high-class gentleman.

Lin Xinxin, who hadn't seen much of the world, couldn't help but be starstruck by this refined, handsome, gentlemanly guy.

Before meeting Qin Song, she'd always thought her brother was the hottest guy on the planet, and nobody on earth could ever compare.

But the second she laid eyes on Qin Song, she got what "a perfect match" really meant.

It wasn't about looks in the usual way—it was more that this guy just felt right to her.

"Hello, Song-ge."

Face-to-face with a man this imposing for the first time, Lin Xinxin felt shy, half-hidden behind Lin Huaiqing, gripping his shirt.

"Qin Song, you've scared my sister."

Qin Song knew Lin Huaiqing was only teasing. "Then let me take you both out to dinner to welcome you two."

Given their celebrity status, eating out in public wasn't an option. Lin Huaiqing had figured Qin Song would take them back to his place again, but instead, the car pulled up to a swanky hotel.

"Don't worry, this hotel is owned by the Qin family. No paparazzi, no gossip reporters."

"I didn't know your family was in the restaurant game too."

However, Lin Huaiqing later found out this hotel wasn't open to just anyone. Or rather, it only catered to a select few.

Only VIPs were their target clientele. Plenty of celebs and rich folks would drop a fortune just to get VIP status here.

But even with VIP status, you had to hit a yearly spending minimum, or you'd lose it.

In Lin Huaiqing's book, these rich people just had too much time on their hands.

Wasn't it just a hotel with good privacy? Who cares where you eat?

Though he couldn't say that now, since the hotel was his boyfriend's—you don't badmouth your own turf.

"Young Master! The private room on the top floor is ready for you."

Even the staff here were dressed to the nines. When they saw Qin Song, they all bowed and called him "Young Master"!

Lin Xinxin had never seen anything like it, and from the look on her face, she was totally sold on Qin Song's charm and money.

The little sister was easy to win over, but the older brother wasn't so easily impressed.

Lin Huaiqing kept a straight face, thinking Qin Song was being a bit extra.

He wasn't about to say one nice thing about this place until he'd actually eaten there.

Half an hour later...

"Mmm! Qin Song, your restaurant's chef cooks just like your housekeeper does! So delicious..."

"They're from the same school of cooking, so the flavors are pretty similar. I'm glad you like it."

"I love it! You have no idea—we bolted out of the house without eating, just grabbed a snack on the plane. I'm starving!"

"Slow down, or you'll have trouble digesting tonight." Qin Song sat beside him, barely touching his food, his eyes glued to Lin Huaiqing the whole time.

Before they left, Qin Song called over a waiter and handed Lin Huaiqing a black-gold VIP card.

"Come by anytime you feel like eating."

"Thanks!" Lin Huaiqing didn't think much of the card, treating it like a meal ticket and shoving it into his pocket.

After dinner, Lin Huaiqing was stumped about where to crash for the night.

He could head back to his dorm, but what about his sister? He couldn't exactly drag her along.

Qin Song offered to put them up somewhere, but Lin Huaiqing turned him down.

They crashed at a hotel near his company, getting two separate rooms for the night.

The next day, he hit up a landlord and rented a two-bedroom place on a short-term lease. It wasn't big, but it was enough for the two siblings.

After getting his sister settled, Lin Huaiqing went back to the company, and Sister Li called him into her office.

Piles of scripts nearly buried him alive.

For the past few months, he'd had so much free time he could've walked a bird, but now he was finally about to get busy.

"Sister Li, are all these for me to audition for?"

"Many of them aren't worth considering—I've already filtered those out. The rest include lead roles and a few supporting roles in big productions. Pick one."

Sister Li's point was that although he'd gained fame through variety shows, he should put those aside for now. Without solid acting work, no matter how well he did on variety shows, people would eventually criticize him.

He happened to agree. Variety shows were too risky—one wrong word and he'd be dragged through the mud online.

Better to focus on acting, which was more grounded.

In the end, Lin Huaiqing chose a supporting role in an S+ tier big-budget production from the pile of scripts.

When he handed the script to Sister Li, she was a bit surprised.

"Why did you pick this one?"

"Is it not good?"

"It's not that it's bad, but this is a big production. You might not even land the supporting role at the audition. Don't you want to try for the lead?"

Lin Huaiqing was realistic about his acting abilities.

He wasn't a professional, and he had no particular talent for it.

A supporting role was just right for him. Playing the second lead was already a challenge; if he went straight for the lead, he didn't know if the show would flop, but he'd definitely be mocked for his subpar acting.

"I know my own limits. Let's go with this one. When's the audition?"

"I'll let you know as soon as I hear something."

"Got it! By the way, there's one more thing I need to ask you—could you help me find an acting coach?"

Lin Huaiqing walked out of his agent's office, glanced at the script in his hand, and fixed his gaze firmly on the name Fei Xiu in the male lead column.

There were so many scripts for supporting male roles—why did he choose this one? Of course, he had his reasons.

In the original storyline, he vaguely remembered that when Fei Xiu starred in this drama, he was frequently criticized by audiences for his poor acting, the messy plot, and the forced chemistry between the leads, and so on and so forth...

Despite the many flaws, the villain role of the second male lead was quite appealing. As long as one had a bit of acting skill, whoever played it was practically guaranteed to blow up.

With such an opportunity to step all over Fei Xiu, he would take it even if he weren't paid.

After all, he was a system host too, so he had to have the script and an edge, right?

Lin Huaiqing silently said a prayer for Fei Xiu.

He was extremely vindictive—anyone who crossed him had better sleep with one eye open.