In the end, the Serpent Demon Monarch took the Taoist nun’s robe, pried open her body, spread her arms, and let his fingers linger near her slender waistline, slowly sliding upwards, fastening the buttons on her robe.

After all this, Jiayi was finally laid flat by the Serpent Demon Monarch.

She felt drenched in sweat, as if she had just been fighting with someone, on the verge of collapse, yet she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

According to the script, the Serpent Demon Monarch would leave before the little Taoist nun opened her eyes and realized who had saved her.

When there was no more sound, Jiayi fluttered her long, butterfly-like eyelashes, opened her eyes, and sat up—her clothes already properly donned and the Peach Wood Sword beside her.

At that moment, a "cut" sounded!

The scene was over.

Jiayi exhaled and hurried to the camera: "Director Ye, wasn’t there supposed to be no kissing in that scene?"

Ye Yongning lifted his face, and though he wore sunglasses, the corners of his mouth turned up in an indescribable, inscrutable smile: "Mhm, it was improvised. I think it worked quite well."

Jiayi was taken aback: "Director Ye, why didn’t you discuss it with me in advance?"

The smile still clung to Ye Yongning’s lips: "There are many unexpected inspirations during filming, sometimes there’s simply no time to discuss beforehand... You’re not upset, are you?"

Jiayi touched her lips.

The force of the Serpent Demon Monarch’s kiss seemed to linger on her tender lips still.

She bit her lip: "Director Ye, if you’re going to add such scenes in the future, it would be best to tell me in advance. And for today’s scene, I doubt you will be able to keep it."

How could that footage possibly be released?

Given that man’s level of dominance, he would probably obliterate the footage without a trace.

No, it’s likely... even the actor playing the Serpent Demon Monarch might be in danger.

Yet Ye Yongning seemed not to worry at all, his smile growing even brighter: "Are you worried that Young Master Huo will object?"

Jiayi nodded. How could that man possibly agree? If he knew Director Ye had made an impromptu decision, filming that kissing scene without prior consultation, Ye Yongning himself would hardly escape unscathed.

Ye Yongning comforted her: "I think it should be fine, don’t worry about it."

Jiayi was stunned, fine? How could it be fine?

Her participation in the scene already filled her with doubts, and now, hearing Ye Yongning’s words, her heart sank with realization.

Her heart hung in suspense: "Director Ye, who played the Serpent Demon Monarch?"

Ye Yongning’s smiling lips pointed brilliantly toward a distance.

It was a makeup room, isolated from the crowd.

Jiayi turned and walked to the door of the makeup room, and gasped!

At the doorstep, two rows of bodyguards in black suits stood guard. As soon as they saw the girl approaching, they all bent at a ninety-degree angle, respectful and in a low voice, "Miss Jiayi."

In this production, besides the leading man and woman, which actor could command a separate makeup room, completely isolated from the rest of the cast and crew, and bring over a dozen bodyguards to the set?

Furthermore, some of the bodyguards were familiar faces, how could Jiayi not know who was inside?!

The Serpent Demon Monarch was that man—it really was that man! 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Jiayi was about to enter when a bodyguard stopped her, whispering: "Miss Jiayi, the Boss is still changing."

"Let her come in," came the man’s deep and magnetic voice from inside the makeup room.

The bodyguards stepped aside.

Jiayi pushed the door open, saw the man inside clearly, blushed furiously, yet couldn’t suppress a sense of awe.

The Serpent Demon Monarch was a monster with a snake’s head and a human body, and when acting, he wore a snake-shaped mask that completely concealed the actor’s face.

Back in the makeup room, he had already taken off the mask, and the costume too, revealing a robust upper torso with a slender and handsome waistline that was extremely deep, the six-pack abs domineeringly capturing one’s gaze, as his alluring, bronze skin exuded a strong masculine scent.

He completely outdid those so-called pretty boy actors on the set by more than a dozen streets.

She had intended to question him, but suddenly found herself at a loss for words, and after a long while, she mumbled with her red lips, "The Serpent Demon Monarch... is it you?"

She should have guessed it long ago. How could Huo Zhenyang possibly let her act in scenes suggesting even the slightest intimacy with male actors?

He actually took over the role himself!

Huo Zhenyang glanced at the Serpent Demon Monarch’s mask beside him and lifted the corner of his mouth, "I didn’t perform too badly, did I?"

Jiayi pouted her plump, tender red lips, "It doesn’t seem quite right for the CEO of the Huo Family to be acting."

In the eyes of their grand households, no matter how glamorous the star, aren’t they all just actors?

Not attend? This intimate emotional scene was very important, and it couldn’t be cut. If he was forced to use a stand-in for her, or to cut the scene, he guessed she would throw a fit with him again.

Was he to watch another man hold her, dress her, and feed her water?

Huo Zhenyang was indifferent, "Who can tell who’s behind the mask?"

"Then the part with feeding water just now... did you add that?" she mustered the courage to ask.

His gaze deepened as he looked at the girl before him with a somewhat more mischievous expression, walked towards her with his impressive, bare upper torso that could leave a woman breathless, and said without any intention of concealment, "How about it, doesn’t it look better with that addition?"

He didn’t plan to delete this segment from the film, nor did he mind letting audiences both at home and abroad enjoy the footage of the Serpent Demon Monarch kissing the Taoist Nun.

After all, no one could identify the man playing the Serpent Demon Monarch as the Southern China commerce tycoon.

He also made it clear to her that, both in and out of the play, she belonged to him alone.

Which was delightful for the audience, but for Jiayi it was akin to a fright.

She stammered, "You just... you scared me. Next time, could you give me a heads-up?"

Huo Zhenyang’s expression turned cold, as if his mood had suddenly worsened, "I don’t remember scaring you. Just now, you seemed to quite enjoy it."

During the previous scene, she hadn’t known that the Serpent Demon Monarch was played by him.

Yet she didn’t resist at all, allowing him to kiss her, allowing his hands to roam her body as they pleased.

This man was simply too savage, and Jiayi murmured, "That was acting. The actor can’t break character until the director yells cut. Since I chose to do this movie, shouldn’t I have some professional spirit?"

"Heh, professional spirit? So-called professional spirit means staying silent like a fool when taken advantage of? It’s a good thing it was me, what if it had been another male actor? Do you realize how much ’tofu’ they would have ’eaten’?" he taught her sternly, unmoved.

She couldn’t help but flutter her eyelashes like little fans, "If it were another male actor, they wouldn’t do such a thing at all."

Only he could do such wicked things!

Besides, what was he angry about now?

He had touched and kissed; if anyone had their ’tofu eaten’ for no reason, it was her.

And now she was even talking back.

Huo Zhenyang leaned in, lifting her sharp and tender little chin.

The delicate little beauty before him was still in her Taoist Nun costume, which hadn’t been changed yet; her underclothes soaked and clinging tightly to her body.

Did she know how much this damp appearance would make men drool?