Contract Marriage: Let's Make It Real, Mrs. Sterling!-Chapter 378 - 377: It’s Me, Went to See a Movie

After posting on Weibo, Jensen Sterling looked down at the young girl who was deeply asleep, his gaze trailing over her face inch by inch. Then he gently tidied her messy hair, lifted the blanket, and got out of bed.

Over there, Cameron Grant stayed up until two in the morning, only going to rest when he saw that the online uproar had calmed down a bit.

But he had only slept for a few hours when a call from a staff member woke him up.

Cameron, still groggy, pulled the phone over with difficulty, eyes closed, and answered it.

His voice, a bit hoarse from lack of sleep, asked, "Hello, what’s up?"

After a couple of seconds, Cameron’s originally closed eyes snapped open. He turned over and sat up in bed, his eyes wide like saucers, shouting, "What did you just say!"

His voice was so loud that it startled the person on the other end, who could only repeat themselves: "Mr. Sterling posted on Weibo."

Cameron, paying no mind to talking to the staff any longer, hung up the phone and immediately opened Weibo with a clear purpose, directly clicking on Jensen Sterling’s account.

His finger stopped dead, his eyes fixed on the phone screen.

He’s lost it, what the hell kind of Weibo post is this.

[Jensen Sterling: Yeah, it was me, went to watch a movie.]

And then... nothing else.

Cameron felt like he was about to implode on the spot.

If you want to admit it, just admit it. If you want to clarify, just clarify. What on earth does this mean now?

What the netizens want to know is whether you went, and they definitely want to know who was beside you!

And with just one sentence admitting it was him, the press releases they prepared overnight are all useless now.

Posting it like this, it’s no wonder the netizens are freaking out.

Such ambiguity easily stirs up the "curiosity" of netizens the most.

Sure enough, as expected, when Cameron checked the comments section, it had already blown up.

[Whoa, Jensen Sterling just posted on Weibo.]

[What do you mean: Yeah, it was me, went to watch a movie???]

[So, you’re saying that person was really Jensen Sterling? Then... who was that girl, shouldn’t that be clarified?]

[What is this supposed to mean, is he defaulting to admitting that’s his girlfriend, ladies?]

[Wow, I must be a brainless fan, because I can sense the scent of a domineering CEO from the words ’it was me.’]

[Like, yeah, the person in the photo is me; I openly admit it. As for the other person, don’t ask, ask, and she’s my girlfriend, but I’m just not telling you all.]

Cameron casually scrolled through a few comments and then gasped. He wished he could just die on the spot; he didn’t want to deal with this mess anymore.

Fans were also in an uproar over there.

Most fans were already extremely angry last night, waiting for the studio to clarify. Instead, they got Jensen Sterling’s Weibo post.

Some new fans exploded on the spot; they believe every word of the artist’s Weibo should be dissected and analyzed.

To them, Jensen Sterling’s Weibo meant one thing: that person is me; I went to see a movie, and I brought my girlfriend along.

[Damn it, what a shitty Film Emperor, just became a fan, and his relationship is exposed, so disgusting.]

[As an artist, you belong to the public and fans. If you’re in a relationship, you might as well go cool off early.]

[Unfollowing, unfollowing, not interested anymore.]

[I was thinking Jensen Sterling’s Weibo wasn’t saying much; isn’t ’Drama Tragedy’ releasing soon? He’s just watching a movie with a friend, not too much to ask, right?]

[Ha, usually it’s couples that go see movies together.]

[But two friends could go watch together too, right?]

[You go see a movie with a girl, then tell me you two are just friends, do you think I’d believe it, smiley face jpg.]

Of course, there were all sorts of comments, with people saying every kind of thing imaginable. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

When Cameron finished reading the comments section, he almost felt like putting himself on a ventilator to prevent sudden death.

As soon as he flipped through the comments and was about to call Jensen Sterling, his phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, his temper flared, and he quickly answered the phone.

"Jensen, what the heck are you doing, what does that Weibo post of yours mean, have you seen the fan discussions now, the fans internally are in chaos, all asking the studio what your Weibo means!" He rattled off several sentences in one breath, not even pausing to take a breath.

Jensen, holding the phone by the bed, afraid of waking Mia Sutton, lowered his voice a bit. Unlike Cameron’s agitation, his tone was very calm.

He lightly tapped the back of the phone case with his fingers and calmly said, "Nothing much."

Cameron: "...!!!"

"If it means nothing, why post it, do you know several tens of thousands of fans unfollowed in such a short time." His anger made him disregard his tone when speaking to Jensen.

Agitation makes people lose reason!

Upon hearing this, he calmly asked, "Do we rely on fans?"

Cameron was stunned for a moment, then slowly answered word by word, "Well... not really."

"So what are you worried about."

Cameron was momentarily at a loss for words.

In these recent years, with the rise of various traffic stars, many principles have somewhat changed. Some people might become instantly popular and then reach the top. For these artists, fans are very important.

A massive loss of fans is undoubtedly a devastating blow to them, especially for idols, who are widely recognized in the circle as not being able to date publicly; they belong to their fans.

But Cameron had forgotten that Jensen Sterling was different from those people.

He never relied on fans for support; he relied solely on his solid skills and acting from the beginning to end.

And from the start, the interaction between him and his fans wasn’t much, and it was never said that he achieved his current status because of them.

He’s been in the industry for so long, starring in more dramas than others could dream of, with classic films that you couldn’t even count on ten fingers.

Never mind tens of thousands, even if hundreds of thousands, millions unfollowed, it wouldn’t have much of an impact on him.

Because from start to finish, he relied solely on himself!

Cameron took a few seconds to react, the fiery emotion gradually fading away.

He got carried away, influenced by the circumstances of recent years, forgetting that losing fans is a huge deal for some artists, but not for Jensen Sterling.

With his emotions calmed, Cameron nodded and said, "That’s true, you don’t need those things. It might be a good chance to clean out your fans."

Jensen said nothing, his eyes drooping as he gazed out the window.

On the other end, Cameron asked, "So what now?"

Jensen calmly replied, "Don’t do anything, just wait for the heat to pass."