Ghost Exorciser: Is Loved By All-Chapter 730: Property

Yu Shuchang narrowed his eyes and asked,

"What do you mean?"

"Well you see, Sheng Yin’s ex is going to be at the shooting location too." Qiao Jun explained with a smile.

Yu Shuchang’s hands, which had been fastening his cufflinks, paused for a fraction of a second before he resumed as if unaffected.

Qiao Jun, however, caught the minuscule reaction and smirked.

"Oh? No response? I thought you’d be at least a little concerned."

Yu Shuchang glanced at him through the mirror, his expression unreadable.

"Why should I be concerned?" His voice was calm, but the slight tightening of his jaw betrayed him.

Qiao Jun chuckled, reclining further into the bed.

"I mean, Sheng Yin’s ex is quite the persistent one. If he’s in the same place as her for an entire week, who knows what might happen?"

He sighed dramatically. "Poor you."

Yu Shuchang adjusted his tie with deliberate slowness. "You assume too much."

Qiao Jun sat up, his smirk widening. "Do I?"

Yu Shuchang turned to face him, with a calm expression.

"Whatever Sheng Yin does, it is her choice."

Qiao Jun let out an exaggerated hum.

"So, you’re saying if he tries to win her back, you won’t interfere?"

Yu Shuchang remained silent, his fingers twitching slightly.

Qiao Jun clapped his hands together.

"Ah, got it. You’re planning to sit back and watch. How mature of you."

Yu Shuchang’s eyes flickered with something dangerous.

"Qiao Jun, if you’re so free, go and deal with your own problems."

Qiao Jun stood up, stretching lazily.

"Oh, I will. But this?" He gestured vaguely at Yu Shuchang.

"This is far too entertaining to ignore."

Yu Shuchang exhaled sharply, reigning in his irritation. "If that’s all, leave."

Qiao Jun chuckled but complied, disappearing in a flash.

The moment he was gone, Yu Shuchang clenched his fists, his mind already spinning.

After an hour.

Just when Yu Shuchang was about to leave, he saw Sheng Yin and Qiao Li sitting in the living room.

Thinking about his conversation with Qiao Jun, his eyes darkened, and he was about to approach them when Sheng Yin’s phone buzzed.

Sheng Yin was sipping her milk tea when her phone buzzed. She glanced at the message and frowned.

["See you soon, Yin. Let’s catch up properly this time." - Qi Bailu]

Her grip on her phone tightened. Just as she was about to put it down, another message arrived.

["I’ve missed you."]

Sheng Yin scoffed, her eyes flashing with annoyance. "Missed me, my foot."

Qiao Li, who had been watching her reaction, raised an eyebrow. "Who pissed you off?"

Sheng Yin tossed her phone on the table. "That ex of mine is going to be at the show."

Qiao Li’s eyes widened before narrowing in delight. "Oh, this is going to be fun."

Sheng Yin rolled her eyes. "Fun for you, maybe. Annoying for me."

Yu Shuchang stood in the corner, biting his lip hard. His sharp eyes stayed on Sheng Yin as she frowned at her phone, clearly annoyed by her ex’s message. He hated it.

Without thinking much, he pulled out his phone and called the director.

The director answered quickly, sounding confused. "Mr. Yu? What’s wrong?"

Yu Shuchang clenched his fist. "Call Sheng Yin back to the shoot."

There was silence on the other end. Then, the director asked,

"Didn’t you ask me to give her a one-week holiday? Why the sudden change?"

Yu Shuchang gritted his teeth.

He had indeed asked for her leave. At that time, he thought she needed rest. But now, the idea of her spending extra time away—especially with her ex around—made his blood boil.

"It doesn’t matter," Yu Shuchang said through clenched teeth. "Just tell her to return."

The director hesitated for a moment before sighing. "Alright, I’ll inform her now."

A few seconds later, Sheng Yin’s phone buzzed again. She picked it up and answered.

"What?" she asked, confused.

On the other end, the director sounded apologetic. "Miss Sheng, I’m sorry, but your holiday has been canceled. You need to return to the shoot immediately."

Sheng Yin blinked. "Huh? But why?"

The director gave an awkward cough. "I’m just following orders."

Sheng Yin frowned. "Orders from who?"

The director didn’t answer. Sheng Yin had a bad feeling about this.

"Fine," she said with a sigh and hung up. She rubbed her temples, already feeling a headache coming.

Qiao Li, who had been sitting beside her, suddenly got a call. She excused herself and walked away to answer it.

Sheng Yin sat alone, lost in thought.

At that moment, Yu Shuchang saw his chance. He walked downstairs and approached her, his footsteps light.

To get her attention, he tapped on the armrest of the couch. Sheng Yin looked up, surprised.

Yu Shuchang’s expression was calm, but his fingers tapped lightly against his side. "I need to talk to you," he said.

Sheng Yin raised an eyebrow. "About what?"

Yu Shuchang met her gaze. "The contract. Come to my room."

Sheng Yin hesitated. Something about his expression felt...off.

But after a moment, she sighed and stood up. "Alright."

Yu Shuchang turned and walked ahead.

Sheng Yin followed Yu Shuchang into his room. As soon as the door closed behind her, she turned to ask what he wanted to discuss—

But before she could speak, Yu Shuchang casually threw his blazer onto the couch.

"The temperature in here is too high," he muttered.

Sheng Yin blinked in confusion. Before she could react, he slowly started unbuttoning his shirt.

One button.

Two buttons.

Three.

Sheng Yin’s eyes widened as his toned chest and six-pack abs became visible.

She quickly looked away, but she could feel her face heating up.

She cleared her throat and forced herself to stay calm. "Mr. Yu, this is inappropriate."

Yu Shuchang paused, tilting his head slightly. "What do you mean?"

Sheng Yin took a deep breath, gathering her courage, then pointed at his bare chest with a red face.

"This! You’re being indecent," she accused.

Yu Shuchang looked down at himself, then back at her, his lips curving into a slight smirk. "Are you... disturbed by this sight?"

Sheng Yin’s fingers twitched. She wanted to deny it, but her burning cheeks betrayed her.

Yu Shuchang took a step closer, his voice low. "You do remember we’re working in an 18+ movie, right?" His dark eyes locked onto hers. "You’ll have to do much more than just look at my bare chest."

Sheng Yin’s breath hitched.

His words sent her mind racing back to that one day—

The day Yu Shuchang had reenacted the kissing scene.

Not once.

Not twice.

More than twenty times.

She had tried to stay professional, but each time his lips pressed against hers, her heart had pounded so loudly she was sure the entire crew could hear it.

And now, standing here, she couldn’t stop the memory from playing in her head.

Her face turned even redder.

Yu Shuchang noticed and chuckled softly.

"Sheng Yin," he said in a teasing tone, "are you thinking about something?"

Sheng Yin bit her lip and glared at him.

"No!" she snapped, turning away.

Yu Shuchang leaned slightly closer, his voice amused. "Oh? Then why is your face so red?"

Sheng Yin clenched her fists. This man...

Why was he like this?!

Wait...is there any possibility that...he likes her?

No... absolutely not...

Sheng Yin took a step back, crossing her arms over her chest as if creating a barrier between them.

Her heart pounded annoyingly loud, but she forced herself to keep a neutral expression.

"Enough with the teasing," she huffed. "What did you actually want to talk about?"

Yu Shuchang’s smirk deepened.

Instead of answering immediately, he stepped over to the small cabinet and poured himself a glass of water.

He took a slow sip before speaking.

"The contract."

Sheng Yin raised an eyebrow. "What about it?"

Yu Shuchang put his glass down and finally turned to face her properly.

His expression was unreadable again, but his dark eyes held an intensity that made her uneasy.

"There’s a clause," he said casually. "About exclusivity."

Sheng Yin frowned. "Exclusivity?"

Yu Shuchang leaned against the cabinet, arms crossed.

"Yes. It means you’re not allowed to have any personal entanglements with others during the project period."

Her frown deepened. "I know that. So?"

"As you see, I happened to hear the conversation where your ex had messaged you." Yu Shuchang explained patiently.

Sheng Yin’s eyes narrowed. "You were eavesdropping?"

Yu Shuchang’s lips twitched slightly, neither confirming nor denying.

"I was simply in the right place at the right time."

Sheng Yin crossed her arms. freewebnøvel.coɱ

"And what does my ex texting me have to do with the contract?"

Yu Shuchang pushed off the cabinet and took a slow step toward her.

"So I just want to remind you, to whom you belong too."

Sheng Yin was irritated by those words and glared,

"I am not someone’s property."

Yu Shuchang smiled,

"I am talking about myself. I am the property, you are my owner."

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