Cheers came through the door of the private room, creating a stark contrast with the atmosphere inside.
I wonder which singer's song touched the hearts of those who were intoxicated by the wine.
Once, Chi Muye also sang his favorite songs here.
It was somewhat cruel, but Yun Daixi still wanted to make things clear before it even started: "I'm sorry I didn't communicate with you beforehand. I roughly guessed your plan, but I still selfishly decided to deceive you in this way."
Chi Muye tilted his head back and took a sip of beer: "No need to say these things. You just don't want to affect my performance for the first show, and you're afraid that I'll impulsively ruin the concert that I've been preparing for so long."
"..." She had nothing to say.
"Xixi, I can give you everything I have. I know you don't value my heart, so I'll give you all the money I earn, okay? You can take as much as you want."
Yun Daixi felt inexplicably sad. Such a good boy, yet he fell in love with someone as despicable as her.
She herself was unworthy of his heart.
She poured herself a glass of wine, and only spoke after the alcohol had slid down her dry throat, as if she were reading a formal agreement:
"In the coming months, I will occasionally accompany you to events, arrange for photographers to follow you, and post photos of us together on both our official and private social media circles. The longer this goes on, the more it will highlight your image as a devoted lover. As for attending events alone, you just need to maintain the status quo you are in now. Later, when the hype dies down, we will issue a formal announcement to formally announce the breakup."
"You're always like this." He stood up, looking down at her. "Always trying to pretend you're a profit-driven person."
"This is just who I am; you don't understand me."
"A profit-driven person wouldn't have given me 70% of the profits when they signed me, even though they clearly held the upper hand. A profit-driven person wouldn't have let Lin Suihuan give up so many lucrative scripts to give her the opportunity to shoot art films. A profit-driven person has already squeezed Jiang Xianxian, a top-tier actress, dry, and yet she's still so reluctant to let you go..."
Yun Daixi interrupted him: "You still don't understand that being driven by profit is about achieving one's own goals. You even deceive yourself. I deceive myself into thinking I'm a good person. Only by being a good person can I keep you all from leaving the company and continue to make money for me."
"Fine, then grant my wish and keep lying to me!"
He screamed loudly, and the breath that had been building up in his chest finally broke free and erupted like a volcano, spilling lava all over the ground and injuring himself in the process.
Yun Daixi also stood up, her expression already showing some impatience: "Your voice is your livelihood. It's not worth ruining it over such trivial matters."
She dislikes people who don't cherish their talents; so many people work so hard but never reach that level.
"Go home early. As for what I said, think about it. If you're not willing, we'll sign the termination agreement immediately. For me, the sooner I stop, the less I'll lose, so I don't have to wait until I've made you even more famous before signing you with another company."
After saying that, she opened the door and left the private room.
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I went downstairs to ask the bar owner for a cigarette, went outside, parked my car on the side of the road, leaned against the car door, lit the cigarette and took a puff.
I didn't control the force well, and I choked because the air got stuck in my throat.
The cough suddenly broke out uncontrollably. There was no water in the car, and I coughed for a long time without being able to stop.
Later, she burst into tears, her eyes bloodshot, and passersby might mistake her for a crazy person who had just broken up with her boyfriend.
After walking for a while, I went to find a trash can to put out the cigarette I had only taken one puff of.
She had disliked the smell of cigarettes since she was a child because that scumbag would sometimes smoke them on her arm in the cold winter. She felt nothing when the red ash fell on her arm.
I've heard that when people freeze to death in the snow, they think they're warm and strip naked.
Yun Daixi understood that feeling; when cold and heat reach their extremes, the body feels almost the same, leaving only pain.
She raised her hand to look at a black scar on her right arm, a burn from a large piece of cigarette ash that fell down one winter.
I've already spent a lot of money on repairs, but there's still some faint pigmentation.
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On the way back, I received a call from Lin Suihuan's assistant: "Sister Daixi, Suisui was slapped on set while filming!"
Yun Daixi immediately eased off the accelerator, turned and parked the car in a roadside parking space: "Who is it?"
"That young lady," the assistant said, not daring to address her by her full name.
After all, that person is the niece of a famous director in the variety show industry. She was originally supposed to play the female lead, but Yun Daixi tied up other artists' resources with her and replaced her with Lin Suihuan.
Her methods were indeed not very clean, but in any case, it was a form of barter.
"How is Sui Sui doing now?" She was a little worried, worried that Lin Sui Huan was too strong-willed and didn't say anything on set, just silently suffering by herself.
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then a voice came through: "Same as always, not saying anything, just going back to your seat to continue memorizing your lines."
The film crew was in another city, so Yun Daixi couldn't fly there immediately.
Therefore, Lin Suihuan never speaks up when she encounters such situations, because she knows that it will not solve the actual problem and will only cause Yun Daixi to worry.
Lin Suihuan knew that she wasn't the kind of person who could make a living based on her looks. She had a talent for acting and loved acting, so Yun Daixi helped her by allowing her to both film the art films she liked and have a guaranteed minimum income from commercial films every year.
In the entertainment industry, this is already incredibly lucky.
Yun Daixi took a deep breath, not moved by Chi Muye's confessions. Now, she could only picture Lin Suihuan alone in another city, stubbornly hiding behind the script, and tears streamed down her face.
Like an older sister who failed to protect her younger sister, she felt a deep sense of guilt.
She controlled her voice: "Let Sui Sui answer the phone."
"Okay, okay." The person on the other end of the phone quickly agreed, and then a running voice could be heard, "Sister Sui Sui, Sister Dai Xi is looking for you."
The voice on the other end was clearly trying to lower its voice: "Did you go behind Daixi's back again to complain about her?"
"They're the ones who are wrong!"
"Okay, you can go now."
Lin Suihuan answered the phone: "Hello."
The forced upward inflection at the end of the note is clearly an unintentional and contrived act.
Upon hearing her voice, Yun Daixi's anger subsided instantly, and reason returned: "Once your movie is finished, I'll find you some endorsements and get you some relaxed red carpet appearances, okay?"
"Sure, whatever you arrange for me, Sister Daixi. I met quite a few people at the Mercury jewelry gala last time, thank you."
"Mmm." Yun Daixi turned to the side to get tissues from the armrest box and wiped away the tears that she couldn't control flowing down her face.
She was clearly putting on a brave face: "Then, Sister Daixi, I'll hang up now. I have to go film the next scene later."
After Yun Daixi answered "okay," she immediately hung up.
Actually, that slap was too hard, and the red mark on her face won't heal for a long time. Her scenes have been postponed for who knows when.
Because of this incident, some of the actors she worked with gossiped behind her back: "She doesn't even know who others are, yet she dares to try and steal their spotlight. Now look what's happened, it's even caused us minor characters to have to work overtime."
Lin Suihuan heard everything as she walked by.
-
When I got home and stepped out of the elevator, I saw someone leaning against the door from afar.
His figure looks very much like Gu Li'an.
But he was wearing a casual white shirt, and he was skeptical until he was less than a meter away before he could see clearly.
He was leaning against the wall, looking down at his phone, with one leg raised and staring at the wall.
There's an inexplicable youthful charm about him.
I never imagined that today would end with meeting this Mr. Gu.
Did God see how much she was suffering and give her a kind of anesthetic like "Mr. Lipstick"?
Yun Daixi chuckled, pretending to know nothing, and steered the conversation toward the scandal: "Mr. Gu, I didn't expect you to have time to play this kind of late-night revenge game."
Gu Li'an looked up at her, his eyes still icy cold.
He put his phone back in his pocket, straightened up, and approached Yun Daixi step by step from the side.
Until she was cornered against the wall with nowhere left to retreat.
I was so close to him.
Yun Daixi secretly took a deep breath, trying to glean insights into his personality from the perfume he was wearing.
But they found no trace of life.
Even the shower gel and laundry detergent have a faint scent, and the brands are so niche that it's impossible to identify them.
Even his breathing was extremely light.
She was still in a daze when she felt his aggressive lips press close to hers, then suddenly stop just before they touched.
His lips moved from her face to her ear, his deep voice filled with magnetism: "Xu Xinghui, using people comes at a price."
She was stunned. That name had died the day she entered the entertainment industry.
The next second, she forcefully turned his face to face with her hands, then naturally wrapped her arm around his shoulder blade, tilted her head back and pressed her lips to his lips.
The kiss was lingering and passionate, as if it wanted to knead in all the emotions that were surfacing in my body that day.
She didn't know where the courage came from, but she even violently used the tip of her tongue to break through the gap between his teeth.
Behind her, she pressed her thumb against the fingerprint lock, unlocked it, and then backed away to push the door open and go inside.
Afraid that Gu Li'an would back down, she used her other hand to tightly hug his waist for leverage.
At first he hesitated, but when she broke through his teeth, his inner desire finally prevailed.
His body's reaction was no longer under his brain's control; without any hesitation, he put his hands around her waist and pulled her forcefully into his arms.
The door slammed shut by the wind blowing from the window.
But it did nothing to awaken the two people who were indulging in their dreams.
He lifted her onto the shoe rack in the foyer, letting the kiss continue.
He stroked the rolling Adam's apple with his index finger, gently circling it three times before sliding his fingertip down to the top button.
The other hand also reached out impatiently to help.
But he stopped her with his raised hand.
Gu Li'an felt like he was suffocating; the woman in front of him seemed to be trying to drown him with her kisses.
Instinctively, he lightly bit the tongue that had recklessly ventured in.
Two disheveled people seemed to have returned from a rain-soaked forest.
This time their eyes met. She reached out and touched his eye; the mole was now hidden in his eyelid.
The ice in my eyes finally melted into floating mist.
Yun Daixi smiled before answering his question: "Oh? What's the price?"