After five bigwigs in Beijing's elite circle fell into their trap, I fled.

Chapter 168 This won't work, that won't work
"I understand, I understand!" Director Chen was terrified when he heard the words "girlfriend"!

The young master's girlfriend!
That was the terrifying existence at the very top of the food chain that went viral throughout the entertainment industry not long ago! She could make an arrogant and domineering young master whine and cry beneath her, make him cook and clean, and make him beg to be her mistress...

Director Chen practically swore, "Your Highness, rest assured, I guarantee it will be absolutely pure water, and she won't touch a single drop of meat!"

Ten minutes later, Jiang Shu, who had finished her makeup and changed her clothes, came out. She wore an ethereal white gauze dress, her features were exquisitely delicate, her lips were pink, and her eyes were lively. She was so beautiful that it was impossible to look away.

Ning Yunzhan was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and joked, "Our girlfriend is really beautiful!"

Ours...

Director Chen's heart clenched painfully. He secretly glanced at his young master, only to see that there was no anger on his face. Instead, he said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Of course! My darling won me over with just this face."

"Let's film," Yan Yu reminded him. "It's so hot, let's go home early after we're done filming."

Director Chen coughed lightly: "Yan Yu, take another look at the script."

Yan Yu glanced at it casually: "The scene was cut?"

"Otherwise what?" Feng Li sneered. "I've never even kissed one, you try kissing me!"

Rong Jingchen spoke up: "He tried it."

Everyone looked over: "When?"

"On the day he was scheduled to work," Rong Jingchen said without a care in the world, "our Xiaoshu said he actually hinted that he wanted to eat our Xiaoshu's saliva!"

Yan Yu's face darkened: "I was just teasing my sister. I do want to do 'that' with her, but do you even understand her thought process?"

Beside him, Li Yubai's fingers trembled slightly as he thought of that crazy night, and his body and lips instantly became incredibly hot.

Does she understand? Alcohol will make her understand.

Li Yubai's thoughts began to wander from the passionate kisses of that night, but he stopped himself in time, took a sip of ice water, and said calmly:
"Director Chen, stop standing there listening to the gossip, let's get started."

Ten minutes later, filming began.

In the canyon, a fairy-like girl picks flowers among the blossoms.

A handsome young man emerged from the rocks, and upon seeing the beautiful and ethereal young woman, he was momentarily stunned...

"Pause," Feng Li interrupted.

Director Chen was silent for a moment, inwardly wanting to curse, but on his face he wore a very respectful smile: "What is it, Your Highness?"

Feng Li stood up and walked to Jiang Shu.

Then he bent down and pushed aside the flowers behind her, his eyes cold and sharp: "My darling almost got pricked by these thorny wildflowers. What grudge do the props team have against me?"

Director Chen gave the props team a look, and the props team hurriedly and nervously sorted out the flower city around Jiang Shu.

Feng Li lazily put one hand on Jiang Shu's shoulder, "Those with thorns are out of the question; those that cause allergies are out of the question; those that are ugly don't match my baby; and these thin, long ones, what are they? Aren't they afraid of scaring my baby with their claws outstretched?"

Upon hearing this, the props team frantically changed the props again and again, finally managing to calm things down only after temporarily sourcing flowers from a nearby florist.

Feng Li strolled back to his original spot, a milk tea straw dangling from his mouth. "Continue."

Another three minutes later.

A beautiful and innocent young girl meets a handsome young swordsman who falls in love with her at first sight. The swordsman, under the guise of asking about the variety of flowers, deliberately gets closer, then whispers seductive words in Jiang Shu's ear:
"Sister, do you know that besides being poisonous, these red beans are also said to symbolize unrequited love?"

What does it mean to be lovesick to the bone?

“You don’t understand yet,” the boy coaxed gently, his tone fervent, “but if you’re willing to spend a few days with me in these mountains, perhaps you’ll be able to taste that feeling…”

What was supposed to follow was a kissing scene.

The scene abruptly shifts to an empty flowerbed, then to Jiang Shu's lips, which have been hastily painted a mess by the makeup artist.

Director Chen nodded in satisfaction: "This scene is done. Next, we'll shoot a few more close-up shots."

Feng Li spoke again: "Just reshoot Yan Yu's scenes, my darling can wrap up now." "But..."

"No buts, I don't like having filming equipment pointed close to my baby."

Feng Li stood up decisively, walked to Jiang Shu, and then gently wiped away her messy lipstick with the pad of his right index finger. "Let's go home."

Jiang Shu hesitated: "It's tens of millions, should we still cooperate?"

“No.” This time it was Yan Yu who spoke. “We know that my sister’s close-up is beautiful. You can go back now. I’ll handle things here.”

Feng Li looked at Yan Yu and said, "Come back early. We're having hot pot tonight, and we're waiting for you to prepare the ingredients."

Yan Yu smiled slightly: "Yes, you can prepare the bone broth in advance."

Director Chen was completely numb!

If filming is only halfway through, are all the necessary details supposed to be left by empty shots and post-production? And everything else is just filled in by imagination?

I was originally hoping that the male lead, Yan Yu, could use his power to contend with his own crown prince.

But what did he hear?
Was it the arrogant heir of the Yan family, so powerful that even the Fengshen Group couldn't do anything about him, who proactively turned down the task of filming close-ups for the female supporting character? And, these big shots were even having hot pot together that night?

Director Chen wiped his face and looked at Yan Yu with a deep gaze: "When did you and the Crown Prince become so close?"

Yan Yu looked at Director Chen and smiled inexplicably: "We live together. Oh, and I'm also his girlfriend's boyfriend."

Director Chen: "...The circle of big shots at your level is really chaotic."

By evening, Yan Yu had finished filming all his scenes. He glanced at his watch and said, "Director Chen, your young master is waiting for me to prepare the vegetables and cook them. I'll take my leave now."

Director Chen waved.

Yan Yu's bright yellow sports car sped away.

The assistant director had already watched the original footage several times, and only dared to speak after Yan Yu left:
"Brother Chen, there are no kissing scenes, no bed scenes, no romantic scenes. Just a few flirtatious words at the first meeting makes the transition to the male lead's resentment towards the gods feel really awkward..."

"Have two people shake the flower branches wildly, and then film another set of photos of the messy, crushed flowers. Throw two of the costumes that Yan Yu and our Crown Princess just changed out of to the side."

The assistant director took a deep breath: "That's the only way."

A stunning villa.

A hot pot feast is underway in the middle of summer.

"How does it feel to be an actor?" Yan Yu asked.

Jiang Shu shook her head: "No. Putting aside intimate scenes, I can't even accept saying disgusting or cheesy things to men I don't know well."

"What if it's a familiar, very good-looking person of the opposite sex?"

Jiang Shu sighed and said, "No need to test me. This sugar daddy has no qualms about sweet talk from you."

"But our patron glanced at the second male lead five times today."

"The second male lead?" Feng Li raised an eyebrow. "That hotshot? The one who keeps five mistresses on the side?"

Yan Yu gave a soft "hmm".

Ning Yunzhan frowned: "Rumor has it that he has a serious tendency towards domestic violence, and that he not only likes women, but also men..."

Li Yubai found the man's photo on his phone: "My lord, just looking at his appearance, I can't see any part of him that compares to any of the men in my family."

Rong Jingchen started dialing: "Let me check his ancestors for eighteen generations."

Jiang Shu slammed her hand on the table: "I know what you're thinking, but there's no need. I'm not interested in him because of his looks, but because he exudes too much deathly aura..."

(End of this chapter)