"Mr. Huo, are you feeling hot..."

As she spoke, Jian Meiyi’s hand slid like a snake to the man’s neck, where she diligently undid two of his buttons.

Huo Zhenyang indeed felt hot, a fiery restlessness inside him, all stirred up by that little girl just now.

Ha, he hadn’t seen her for so many days, and when the assistant director asked her to accompany him for a walk, she actually refused.

Realizing that the woman’s hand continued to slide down, still fiddling with his buttons, it was only then that his brows knitted together, and he harshly grasped Jian Meiyi’s hand, flinging it to the side with neither gentleness nor roughness.

Jian Meiyi knew she had been too eager and, noticing the darkening on the man’s face, hurriedly said, "I’m sorry...Mr. Huo, I was worried you were hot."

Huo Zhenyang’s handsome face remained stoic as he rolled up his sleeves.

Hot? If he was hot, couldn’t he take off his clothes himself?

Seeing that his expression seemed to improve, Jian Meiyi stepped forward to test the waters, "Mr. Huo, would you like to take a bath?"

He lifted his head, giving the woman in front of him a profound glance. His mind had been fully occupied by that irritating ’Little Kitten’ just a moment ago, and he had almost forgotten why he had brought Jian Meiyi into the room as a shield.

A bath?

Couldn’t he understand what Jian Meiyi was implying?

"No need," he said, rejecting her from miles away.

Before Jian Meiyi could move on to a more intimate gesture, the man sprawled lazily, arms stretched out and resting on the gilded sofa arms, crossing his long legs, and picking up the remote to turn on the TV on the wall — surprisingly,

he started watching a soccer match.

Jian Meiyi was completely disoriented by the turn of events. She hung around hinting for quite a while, but received not a single response from Mr. Huo, only to be met instead with two glances full of annoyance and impatience —

She didn’t understand why, ever since they met again, he seemed to have two faces when it came to her.

In front of Jiayi, he was always very affectionate towards her, placing her on a pedestal.

But in private, he was indifferent...

But she couldn’t care less about that now; just knowing that the man was in her room made her heart surge with excitement.

She never thought that he would be in her own room, alone with her!

Having reeled in so many wealthy ’daddies’, Jian Meiyi was quite experienced and knew very well that such an opportunity was not to be missed.

Ignoring his attention on the soccer match, Jian Meiyi wrapped her arms around his slim waist from behind the sofa and buried her face in the nape of his neck. With her ample chest, she rubbed against the man’s back, stimulating his most sensitive and untouchable part as she cooed seductively,

"Mr. Huo, you’ve been so good to me, please give me a chance today, let me take care of you for once..."

’

Huo Zhenyang hadn’t expected this woman to be so bold. His eyebrows knitted together with coldness, but then he suddenly let out a mocking laugh, "Are you sure you want to ’take care of’ me on set?"

Jian Meiyi continued to nuzzle against the man’s strong, well-toned back, further arousing him with daring words, "As long as Mr. Huo is willing, I can comply no matter the situation——"

Such flirtatious words, to a man who liked this woman, could be an aphrodisiac!

But to a man who didn’t like her, they were revolting.

Huo Zhenyang’s handsome face darkened, and he grasped Jian Meiyi’s wrist. Just as he was about to fling her away, a knock came:

"Mr. Huo, Miss Jian, I’ve brought you some tea."

Jiayi had just gotten to the tea room, brewed a pot of jasmine tea, placed it on a tray, and went to Jian Meiyi’s luxurious quarters in the production crew’s area.

True to a movie queen’s room, even the door panels were carved from solid, original hardwood.

Behind the door, it was uncertain what the two people were doing at that moment.

She tried not to think too much about it. Whatever they were doing, what business was it of hers? 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Since she regarded him as merely a contractual partner, there was no need for her to care who he was fooling around with outside or which new lady he had taken a fancy to.

At that moment, as soon as the girl outside spoke, the two people inside instantly recognized the voice.

Huo Zhenyang’s eyebrows twitched, and the force he was about to use to push Jian Meiyi away relaxed a little. Instead, with a swift move, he grabbed the woman’s arm, drew her to the front of the sofa, and pulled her down to sit beside him before lifting his handsome face: "Come in."

Jian Meiyi was overjoyed, thinking he would reject her; she immediately curled up into the man’s embrace like a lamb.

Yet, inwardly, she sneered lightly. This Jiayi arrived at such an inconvenient time, just when she was about to get intimate with Mr. Huo!

As if she didn’t take Mr. Huo seriously, she still came running over to serve tea, probably afraid that she would steal Mr. Huo away.

Jiayi walked in to see the man sitting on the couch with his legs crossed, Jian Meiyi next to him, wrapped in his arms watching the soccer game.

His shirt collar bore the lipstick mark from when Jian Meiyi had embraced him, and several buttons were undone, revealing his beautifully sculpted pectoral muscles.

Jiayi paused for a moment.

"Have you seen enough? Is it exciting or not?" Huo Zhenyang teased at a leisurely pace.

Taking a deep breath, Jiayi pursed her lips and honestly said, "It’s alright." She thought there would be something more exciting since Jian Meiyi’s seduction skills were so formidable.

Her indifference caused Huo Zhenyang’s face to tighten, "If you’ve seen enough, then leave."

Jiayi wasn’t inclined to stay; she put down the teacup.

After what happened at the department store when she knelt down, Jian Meiyi dared not offend Jiayi overtly. Now hearing the man’s words, she lifted her red lips, "Right, you’ve served the tea, so please leave."

Without a word, Jiayi headed towards the front door.

Huo Zhenyang’s brows furrowed. She really didn’t cling at all, watching him embracing Jian Meiyi like this, yet she remained so composed and indifferent.

Seeing Mr. Huo’s expression darken, Jian Meiyi felt even happier and stood up, "I’ll close the door for you, Mr. Huo."

She followed behind Jiayi.

As Jiayi stepped out the door, Jian Meiyi’s voice halted her steps:

"Kneeling to you at the department store didn’t mean you are important in Mr. Huo’s eyes; it was only because you are his fiancée. Don’t think too highly of yourself."

Jian Meiyi couldn’t swallow this humiliation and was determined to retaliate. Jiayi was not surprised by her words and looked at her calmly:

"I may be only his fiancée, but you, you are nothing."

It was bad enough that she had to put up with that man’s antics, but was she also supposed to be bullied by this Jian Meiyi? Not a chance.

After speaking, she threw the tray into a corner and left.

——*——

Having served tea to the two, Jiayi returned and continued reading her script for a while, and then the next scene started.

This scene was a confrontation between the little Taoist Nun and the female lead Hua Yao.

That is to say, it was a scene between Jiayi and Jian Meiyi.

According to the script, the story for this scene was as follows:

After coming down the mountain, the little Taoist Nun saw Hua Yao, knew she was a demon, and raised her Peach Wood Demon-Expelling Sword to chase after Hua Yao.

In a panic, Hua Yao fled desperately and ended up on the roof of a thatched cottage in an attempt to hide but accidentally fell into the house—right into the bath bucket of the male lead, where the male lead saved her.