Chapter 66: The Best Actress System

The crowd instinctively parted, creating a path. A mother clutching her child was caught in the throng, her little one jostled by the frenzy. Zealous fans, waving phones and notebooks, pushed aside those around them, desperate for a chance to snap a photo or secure an autograph with their idol.

The mother, struggling to keep her balance, was shoved so hard her child slipped from her grasp. The child, barely three or four years old, suddenly lost amid the sea of people, burst into loud, frightened sobs.

Hearing her child’s cries but unable to see him, the mother was buffeted by the crowd, stumbling in her panic, her eyes reddening with worry.

At that moment, Xi Rou’er raised her hand, and the crowd fell silent, turning their gazes upon her. She walked calmly through the parted throng and easily found the wailing child, gently gathering him into her arms.

“It’s all right, don’t cry now. Brave boys shouldn’t cry, should they? Let me help you find your mother, okay?”

The child stared at her in awe, and upon hearing she would find his mother, nodded obediently.

At last, the mother managed to break through. Xi Rou’er handed the child back, her smile warm and reassuring. “Hold him tight. Check if he’s hurt—do you need to take him to a hospital? If so, my assistant can escort you.”

Cradling her child, the mother gazed at the woman before her, radiant as a fairy, overcome with gratitude like never before. She quickly checked her child, then bowed deeply to Xi Rou’er in thanks.

“Thank you, Miss Xi. My child is fine. Thank you, truly—thank you so much.”

Her beautiful features shimmered in the sunlight, captivating all who looked upon her, like a whirlpool that drew people in and left them spellbound.

[Heartthrob score rising. Target’s current score: eighty percent. The revolution is not yet complete, host, you must keep striving~]

This was a voice echoing in Xi Rou’er’s mind, audible only to her.

She curled her lips in a slight smile as the lively voice chimed in again: [Host, how did you know the target would come to the airport today?]

[I guessed.]

[And how did you know he would be moved by you?]

[That’s why you’re a system and I’m human. Men are complicated, and often hypocritical.]

[…Alright then.]

Xi Rou’er ended her mental conversation with the system.

“She’s so gentle! No wonder she’s a Hollywood star.”

“Obviously! Her acting is internationally recognized, she’s been working abroad for years. There’s no comparison.”

“Only someone so talented and kind deserves everyone’s admiration.”

“Oh, what do I do? I love her even more now! She’s like a goddess.”

“Xi Rou’er’s back in the country—maybe there’s hope for our young actors.”

“Wonder what her plans are now that she’s home. I can’t wait to see!”

Airport security finally arrived, and the crowd regained its order. Everywhere, eyes shimmered with emotion and adoration. Many pulled out their phones to capture the moment.

Then suddenly, another ripple of excitement swept through the crowd—not for Xi Rou’er, but for a man approaching. He wore a tailored suit, every gesture exuding nobility, and his handsome features drew all eyes as he strode slowly toward them. His aura was unmistakably not that of a celebrity, but of someone used to power and authority.

“Ah, it’s Kong Yiwei!”

“The young master of Kong Group? Wow, he’s gorgeous!”

“He’s a diamond bachelor, top ten on the wealth list. So many people dream of marrying him.”

“Why’s he here? Could it be for Xi Rou’er?”

“Look, he really is coming this way!”

Kong Yiwei walked steadily toward them, all gazes following his approach, until he stopped before Xi Rou’er.

Facing such a perfect man, Xi Rou’er remained unmoved, simply nodding with humility and grace. “Mr. Kong.”

Kong Yiwei looked at the beauty before him, recalling the praise he’d read about her, and felt all the more impressed.

“Miss Xi, welcome home. I wonder if I might have the honor of inviting you to dinner? Perhaps we could discuss the matter of brand endorsement.”

His words sent another wave of excitement through the crowd.

“Wow, not just dinner but an endorsement! Is that something you can just get so easily?”

“They look so good together. Only someone like Xi Rou’er could match Kong Yiwei.”

“I’d only meet a man like that in my dreams—and to be invited by him!”

“Wasn’t there talk that Kong Yiwei’s company has branches abroad? Maybe they met then. Now she’s back and he’s come for her—how romantic.”

As everyone expected the two to leave together, they heard Xi Rou’er’s gentle voice.

“Sorry, Mr. Kong, I have some personal matters to attend to. My apologies.”

Kong Yiwei was momentarily stunned, then quickly smiled. “No problem. You have my contact details, so whenever you’re free, just let me know.”

Xi Rou’er smiled and nodded.

“Then… shall I escort you?”

Xi Rou’er hesitated, lowering her head shyly. “My studio sent a car for me…”

“No problem at all. Let’s go out together.”

At that moment, the lively mechanical voice sounded in Xi Rou’er’s mind again. [Host, why not accept his endorsement offer? It’s a win-win.]

[This is called playing hard to get. See? He’s not angry at all.]

[Right… but why is that?]

Xi Rou’er smiled faintly. How could a system possibly understand? Human emotions are the most intricate of all.

In her past life, she’d trusted too easily, believing herself capable of seeing through hearts, and paid dearly for it.

After bidding farewell to Kong Yiwei and the fans, Xi Rou’er settled into the nanny van, watching the scenery retreat outside her window.

Her mind replayed the events of the past few years.

In her previous life, she’d been ensnared by the entertainment industry’s unspoken rules, never able to break free, ultimately ending in misery and suicide.

She never expected, upon opening her eyes again, to return to the moment she first entered the industry—four years ago.

This time, she was bound to a system called “Queen of the Screen,” which required her to win over four target figures and raise their heartthrob values.

Every time she increased their scores and completed the system’s tasks, she’d receive rewards—such as “perfect memory for lines,” “slender waist,” “graceful walk,” “captivating voice,” and “acting prowess.”

For four years, she’d worked tirelessly, completing tasks, winning over Kong Yiwei and others, earning recognition for her acting and becoming a highly sought-after performer.

She’d even landed leading roles in foreign films, and with such achievements, finally felt ready to shine at home once more.

“Rou’er,” her agent’s voice brought her back to reality.

Xi Rou’er looked up. “Wen, what is it?”

“Now that you’re home, my suggestion is to expand your visibility.” Wen produced a document. “Fans feel you’re out of reach, so I think you should join a variety show.”

“This show is a new project by Orange TV, featuring top-tier artists. It’s perfect for you. What do you think?”

Xi Rou’er took the file from her agent and opened it. Bold, capital letters announced: “Our Journey.”

A groundbreaking travel reality show—just the stage to showcase her gentle competence.