Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!-Chapter 387 - 266: Like Love (Three Updates Three)_2

Chapter 387: Chapter 266: Like Love (Three Updates Three)_2

Tang Yanqing spoke nonchalantly, yet there was a small sense of pride gathering at the corners of his eyes and smile. Luo Xiansheng, however, showed a slight change in his expression.

Tang Yanqing was unconcerned, speaking as he stood in the elevator, glancing through the glass wall to estimate the difference in height between this private elevator and the public one opposite.

— Since there’s a mystery floor, there must be a difference in the stopping height between this elevator and the ordinary one. Finding that difference means finding the location of the mystery floor.

Tang Yanqing observed for a while, then turned and decisively pressed the emergency call button on the elevator control panel.

No alarm sounded as expected in the elevator; instead, it came to an abrupt halt. The elevator doors opened, revealing a floor.

Tang Yanqing laughed aloud: "Little Sound, I’ve discovered your secret."

Even though it was Luo Xiansheng’s private elevator, it could be used by other important guests. Hence, there was no buttonto access the secret floor, nor could it be determined from the buttons which was the access button. In fact, the access button was designed as an emergency call, so no one would accidentally trigger it and inadvertently reach that floor.

Tang Yanqing, with a clear loud voice, had already stepped off the elevator with his hands behind his back.

Luo Xiansheng’s expression was somewhat gloomy, but at this point, it was too late to stop him, so he had no choice but to follow Tang Yanqing out of the elevator.

The corridor was long and narrow, not much different from the other floors’ layout. Tang Yanqing walked with his hands behind his back, seemingly relaxed, but actually had his ears pricked, quietly listening for the slightest movement from the rooms on both sides as they walked.

Finally, he stopped in front of a large door, not hurriedly pushing it open but rather grabbing the handle, smiling with a glance back at Luo Xiansheng mischievously.

Luo Xiansheng was taken aback.

Tang Yanqing shrugged with a smile: "I was actually gambling, not sure if this was the room I was looking for. But your expression gave me the answer, this is the room."

Without waiting for Luo Xiansheng to respond, he had already pushed the door open.

The door swung open, revealing redwood floors and walls inside, resembling an old hall.

But there was no sight of Meng Chuyan’s charming figure, only dozens of men in black tuxedos. Clearly a small orchestra, each with their instruments, in rehearsal.

Hearing the door open, dozens of people, including wisdom, all raised their eyes towards the doorway. The pressure of dozens of people, over a hundred eyes descended at once, making Tang Yanqing blush instantly.

His hand was still clutching the doorknob, standing awkwardly neither entering nor leaving, hastily ducking his head to avoid everyone’s gaze, looking down towards Luo Xiansheng: "Not this?"

Luo Xiansheng finally laughed, couldn’t resist a jest: "Did the behavior analysis expert stumble?"

Tang Yanqing raised a hand to block the gazes rushing in, muttering awkwardly under his breath: "Since it’s not, your expression earlier was uncalled for. I was completely fooled by your expression."

Luo Xiansheng laughed lightly: "I am the boss of Sky Star after all, I must have a bit of acting skill. Though it is my territory, I can’t let Mr. Tang come and act as if it were uninhabited, uncovering the secrets of my mystery floor. If I didn’t keep this back, I’d be laughed at by you for decades, unable to recover?"

Luo Xiansheng nodded to the people inside: "Everyone worked hard in rehearsal. Please continue, we won’t disturb you."

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Tang Yanqing closed the door with a downcast face, his previous confidence gone.

Luo Xiansheng more naturally came down, patting his shoulder: "Alright, stop playing the mystery maze game alone. Although your intuition and judgment are unparalleled, not using a guide like me by your side, it’s also a waste of resources. Come on, I’ll take you to meet Judy."

Walking in the corridor, Luo Xiansheng took out his phone and pressed a few buttons, seeming to be sending a message.

Tang Yanqing glanced over: "What, informing in advance?"

Luo Xiansheng smiled helplessly: "Not informing. It’s about respecting all professional work. Even as the boss, I cannot arbitrarily interrupt artists’ work. She is currently in a photography session, and more so with an internationally acclaimed photographer. You’ve heard of their temperaments, right? Being interrupted could ruin the mood, and they might just walk out. So, to take you over, I need to check with her assistant if it’s okay."

Having learned from previous experiences, Tang Yanqing was more obedient this time. Even if slightly rebellious, he nodded.

Shortly after, a reply came back, Luo Xiansheng raised his phone: "You’re in luck today, the photographer agreed."

Walking into the studio, Tang Yanqing was immediately captivated by the dazzling lights inside. Then raising his eyes to the center of the lights, he couldn’t help but exclaim softly: "Fairy!"

In the center of the lights, Meng Chuyan’s long dress swept the ground, her long hair flying in the wind. Light and graceful, like a princess in a fairy tale kingdom.

Luo Xiansheng chuckled lowly with pride: "That’s right, she’s a fairy. She is Chinese and wants to capture the Asian market, dressing like this is easiest for the Asian market to accept."

Tang Yanqing turned to the computer to view the short clips already shot. Meng Chuyan appeared in classic outfits from Eastern comics, like a high-level cosplay event.

Exquisitely beautiful, breathtaking, yet all the photos shared a common theme—seductive yet childlike.

Innocent eyes, yet a seductive figure, enchanting gaze. A little fairy, a little temptress, irresistible.

Tang Yanqing curled his lips, smiling softly: "What to do, I’ve fallen for her now. Little Sound, I’m not leaving today no matter what."

Luo Xiansheng chuckled lowly: "With Young Master Yan Qi being so captivated, fans in the Asian market will surely bow down. Looks like I can anticipate Judy’s great success in the Asian market."

Tang Yanqing raised an eyebrow and looked over: "Congratulations on finding another little golden cash cow."

Luo Xiansheng laughed: "Listen to you."

Tang Yanqing shrugged: "Business is business, what’s unspeakable about it. A company invests heavily in artists expecting them to make a big hit and earn money for the company." He nudged Luo Xiansheng with his shoulder: "Business isn’t charity, right?"

Luo Xiansheng chuckled: "My vision isn’t bad, right? So even if there are rumors about her, I’m worried about Yan Sheng... But for this business, it’s worth it. Yanqing, regarding Yan Sheng, I hope you can help explain more for me."

Tang Yanqing tilted his head: "No problem. But first, introduce me to Judy."

Seizing the chance during an outfit change during the photo shoot, Luo Xiansheng led Tang Yanqing into Meng Chuyan’s dressing room.

Coincidentally, Meng Chuyan had just removed her previous purple long gown, wearing only tight small panties, with her arms gathered in front, waiting for an assistant to bring the next long gown.

Since the boss was present, the assistant at the door didn’t stop them, resulting in the door opening directly, leaving Meng Chuyan with no time to dodge.

As the door opened, what appeared before Tang Yanqing was Meng Chuyan’s half-revealed delicate body, her fair skin faintly visible. Already pure and lovely, the girl turned an alluring shade of pink under surprise... Her eyes widened, both stunned and shy, like a fawn lost in a misty forest, waiting for someone to rescue her, becoming her master.

Tang Yanqing’s breathing became heavier, unable to resist whistling.

The assistant finally awakened from the dream, hurriedly rushing over to cover Meng Chuyan with clothes.

But everything that needed to be seen had been seen.

Luo Xiansheng was a bit embarrassed too, hastily smoothing over: "It’s all my fault. I forgot to knock before entering."