CEO's Sweetheart is a Super Idol-Chapter 483 - 475: Finalizing the Candidate

Villa

With a sharp retching sound, the filth in her stomach was completely expelled.

Jiaqi braced one hand against the edge of the toilet while pulling out some tissues with the other to wipe her mouth.

Moments earlier, she felt as if she might vomit her bile out entirely.

Zhang Yuzhe, on the other hand, stood coldly at the sink, shaving his beard with an expressionless face.

He had become increasingly conscious of his appearance lately.

"Ugh..."

Jiaqi’s reaction seemed even more pronounced; a few seconds later, she finally began to feel better.

As she tried to stand, her vision darkened, her legs gave way, and she nearly collapsed where she stood.

"Your reaction is so intense."

Zhang Yuzhe wiped the foam off his face and coldly glared at her.

If he hadn’t personally taken Jiaqi for two checkups, he might have doubted whether the child was truly his.

Normally, pregnant women only show such severe symptoms after three months of pregnancy.

Jiaqi ignored him and slowly pulled herself up.

Her beautiful eyes carried deep resentment, though she concealed it perfectly—she understood now wasn’t the time to confront him.

"Sara!"

Yuzhe shouted loudly.

Soon, a dark-skinned, short-statured woman with large eyes walked in.

This was the Filipino maid hired to assist Jiaqi.

The reason they didn’t hire anyone from Huaxia was to avoid trouble—after all, Zhang Yuzhe had many secrets that couldn’t see the light of day.

This Filipino maid wasn’t cheap; she had been trained by a cross-national agency specifically to cater to wealthy Huaxia families.

The woman cautiously helped Jiaqi up while preparing warm water for her to rinse her mouth.

Only then did Zhang Yuzhe feel reassured. Though wealthy, he came from humble beginnings and was unfamiliar with employing servants.

This was also true for Jiaqi.

Only now, in the midst of difficulty, did they think of hiring help.

Indeed, professional maids offered truly excellent service.

Thinking about this, Zhang Yuzhe decided to hire two more people for Jiaqi.

"Yuzhe, I want to discuss something with you."

"If you need to buy something, just charge it to the card."

Zhang Yuzhe sounded distracted; he had other matters to attend to.

"I want Sister Qingjia to join the variety show where you arranged for me to be a regular guest."

"Is this something Galaxy is asking of you?"

Zhang Yuzhe held no affection for Galaxy.

When this investment project first launched, the company wanted to stuff it with people, but Yuzhe had refused all of them.

"Why ask for Yu Qingjia? Isn’t she your rival? Weren’t you planning not to join the general election this year?"

"I am joining. Ascending to that position has been my life’s biggest dream. I want to rise, to become a sister figure."

Seeing the determination in Jiaqi’s eyes, Zhang Yuzhe couldn’t help but secretly shake his head.

This woman seemed intoxicated by the idea—such aspirations were merely superficial glory.

"Qingjia helped me a lot in the group. Her resources aren’t great right now, so I’d like to help her."

"Do as you wish. But just this once—this variety show also needs to generate profits."

Zhang Yuzhe spoke seriously; he was focusing on laundering and going legitimate.

Investment in projects with clear profitability was something he valued highly.

"Jiaqi, your film and television split agreement has already been negotiated with Galaxy."

"Great!"

Jiaqi had no objections to this.

Although she didn’t want to be tied to Zhang Yuzhe, refusing the agreement meant he wouldn’t invest in her film projects.

Without good resources from Galaxy, her dream of becoming a star would be shattered.

Film set

Director Lu Hai was extremely pleased with Jiaqi’s performance.

This scene involved complex dialogue and interactions, requiring a great deal of emotional depth, but Jiaqi delivered flawlessly, exceeding his expectations.

Off-camera, Xia Jin’s expression turned solemn—she hadn’t anticipated Jiaqi’s acting skills to be this good.

In industry terms, it was as if the heavens had bestowed her with talent.

"Jiaqi, phenomenal work! You captured the character’s psychological layers so precisely; it’s something newcomers like you typically can’t achieve."

"Thank you, Director Lu. I practically wore out the script studying the role—it’s also thanks to your guidance."

Lu Hai detected the underlying meaning in her response—it was owing to his control over the project, refraining from making disruptive edits, that she could truly embody the character she had studied in depth.

In truth, Xia Jin had requested script changes to include more standout moments for herself, but Lu Hai rejected her.

Of course, Xia Jin also caught onto Jiaqi’s implication but didn’t say anything.

Her status in the industry might be greater, but Jiaqi was tied to the investors.

"Thank you for the compliment, Director. I still have a lot to improve," Jiaqi said while helping straighten Lu Hai’s slightly wrinkled clothing.

Xia Jin’s face instantly darkened, her expression terrifying—it was a deliberate provocation.

This action startled Lu Hai, but he quickly realized Jiaqi was leveraging him as a tool to challenge Xia Jin.

Yet he didn’t mind being used; from the moment he saw Jiaqi, he had developed a fondness for her.

Moreover, he wanted to end his complex relationship with Xia Jin.

"Jiaqi, take a good rest tonight. Tomorrow is a big scene," Lu Hai said, suppressing his emotions.

Jiaqi smiled and nodded, leaving without sparing Xia Jin a glance, not bothering to feign courtesy.

Fuming yet unable to act, Xia Jin remained focused on filming; she knew when to prioritize.

She also knew that Jiaqi’s film contract had been transferred from Galaxy.

Their rivalry was now essentially non-existent.

As for Director Lu Hai, Xia Jin believed Jiaqi wouldn’t fall for him unless she lost focus on her ambitions.

Still, such matters are hard to predict—many actresses have backers yet maintain ambiguous relationships with directors.

Off-camera

As Lu Hai packed his things to leave, Xia Jin intercepted him in the break room.

"Lu Hai, that woman is using you."

"Ha! And aren’t you doing the same?"

"You think I’m using you? Do you truly believe there’s no genuine emotion between us?"

"Emotion? Xia Jin, I don’t want to expose you—it would be meaningless."

Her luscious red lips quivered, and her flawless face revealed a trace of despair in her eyes.

"Lu Hai, can’t we return to how things were before? Back then..."

"We can’t go back. But I don’t resent you anymore—I’ve come to understand over the years."

Lu Hai’s voice was calm, devoid of joy or sorrow, as though he were recounting an ordinary story.

"Your so-called understanding means you don’t care that Jiaqi is a woman who would do anything for resources."

"Think what you will! This industry is a polluted mess—no one remains untouched."

"You... Lu Hai, that woman will never truly be with you; all she wants is to exploit your talent."

"Haha! Then what about you? Clinging to me—what’s your reason? My charm?"

Lu Hai’s lips curled into a mocking smile, his gaze sweeping over her with disdain before he turned to leave.

Xia Jin’s face twisted, pale and contorted in fury, her eyes bloodshot and burning with the look of a betrayed ghost.

"Jiaqi, you shameless woman—one day, I’ll make you pay."

"I’ll make you no different from those other wretches."

On her way back in the caravan, Jiaqi suddenly shivered.

"Sara, bring my clothes." 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"I still have two scenes left—should I irritate Xia Jin a bit more?"

Jiaqi cheerfully sent Yu Qingjia a message while indulging in her wicked thoughts.

Mindlessly scrolling, she suddenly noticed someone exposing Ye Yuwei’s mysterious backer—Long Zitao.

This revelation shocked her; she couldn’t believe Ye Zi would do such a thing.

In Jiaqi’s eyes, Ye Zi’s backer should have been Wu Jingxiang.

"What’s going on? Could Ye Zi be juggling multiple sugar daddies?"