Transmigrated as The Best Female Character of the Year

In the distance, on set.

Zane Langdon stood still as Raymond Ford suddenly caught up to him, hugging him tightly from behind.

"Julian, just let me hold you."

"Even if it’s only for a minute."

The camera moved in for a close-up on Zane Langdon, capturing a clear shift in his expression from cold indifference to gradual ease. He slowly turned, took Raymond Ford’s hands, and pulled her into his arms.

"CUT!" Director Wallace yelled.

The scene was finally over.

Zane Langdon immediately released Raymond Ford and addressed the nearby crew. "Great work, everyone."

"You too, Mr. Langdon," everyone replied politely.

Raymond Ford was still lost in the passionate embrace from the scene. Being yanked back to reality so suddenly felt jarring. ’If only Zane Langdon were like this in real life, too.’

"It’s about time for lunch. We’ll take an hour break, then resume filming this afternoon," Director Wallace announced to the crew.

"Alright!" everyone answered in unison.

Zane Langdon headed toward the break area. When he saw that Melody Monroe had already arrived, he changed direction and walked over to her.

Raymond Ford watched Zane Langdon’s retreating figure, about to call out to him. But then she looked in the direction he was headed and saw Melody Monroe.

’I can’t imagine what kind of tricks that Melody Monroe used to get Zane Langdon to treat her so well!’

She glanced over at Leah Young, who immediately gave her an OK sign. They exchanged a look.

...

"Melody."

Hearing her name, Melody Monroe immediately looked up. "Mr. Langdon, are you finished with your scene?"

"Yeah. Have you eaten yet?"

"I have. You haven’t, have you?"

"I sent Nola to get me something." Zane Langdon glanced at Jasper Rockwell, who was slumped in a nearby chair with a look of utter despair, and asked Melody, "What’s wrong with him?"

"I have no idea!" Melody Monroe shook her head.

He was already like this when she got back from stepping away a moment ago.

"Jasper, have you eaten lunch?" Zane Langdon asked him. "Want me to have Nola get you a plate too?"

"No, don’t mind me. Just let me die in peace for a little while," Jasper Rockwell said, looking as if he’d lost the will to live.

Melody Monroe: ...

Zane Langdon: ...

Jasper Rockwell was lost in his own world. He was wondering, ’Did that one sentence of mine just completely extinguish the tiny flame of love that had just started to kindle for President Fairchild?’

’If Evan Fairchild found out, I’d be skinned alive, if I didn’t die first!’

...

A few minutes later, Nola Hughes came jogging over with Zane Langdon’s lunch.

"Zane, they were out of the eel rice. Is kimchi salmon fried rice okay?"

"That’s fine." Zane Langdon nodded. He was never picky about what he ate.

Melody Monroe realized that Zane Langdon’s good qualities were truly innumerable. ’He really is a dreamboat,’ she thought. ’His handsome face alone is enough to make anyone swoon, his acting is amazing, and he’s so dedicated.’

’He could easily get by on his looks, but he insists on relying on his talent instead.’

Melody Monroe watched Zane Langdon like a fangirl, her eyes sparkling.

From the shadows, a camera lens captured the moment.

This wasn’t the first time. Whenever Melody Monroe and Zane Langdon were together, someone was always secretly taking photos of them.

With people constantly coming and going on the busy set, they completely failed to notice someone taking their picture in secret.

Raymond Ford walked over, greeting Melody Monroe with a smile. "Melody, you got here so early?"

"Yeah," Melody Monroe replied quietly.

"I ordered some bubble tea. Melody, what flavor would you like?"

"Oh, no, that’s alright," Melody Monroe said, shaking her head immediately.