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

Chapter 177 Another Version

Scene 29-3. Night. The Richest Man's Villa
Characters: Female lead, Male lead, The beggar who becomes beautiful, The richest man's white moonlight

The male protagonist and his "white moonlight" are fighting on the living room floor, their clothes disheveled. The female protagonist and the transformed beggar enter the villa to tidy up, and they bump into each other.

Male protagonist: Let me explain!

Female lead: I won't listen! I won't listen!
Male protagonist: It's not what you think!

The beggar, now beautiful, obediently showed the female lead his divorce certificate and used his good looks to entice her back from the male lead.

Female lead (to male lead): The divorce process is complete. From now on, we are strangers. Whether you sleep with your white moonlight or your black moonlight, you don't need to report to me.

Male lead: She is not my white moonlight!
Female lead: Why do you think about someone who isn't your white moonlight day and night?
Male lead: I wasn't thinking about it, I was being wary.

Female lead: What are you wary of?
Male protagonist: I'm wary of her stealing my boyfriend.

Female lead: Your corner?
Male protagonist (feeling broken): In my corner, there's only you.
Female lead (taking two steps back): What nonsense are you talking about?
White Moonlight (gazing at the female lead): He's right, I was never his white moonlight, his white moonlight has always been you—my white moonlight, and you too.

……

"How about that? Isn't it a big reversal?" Jiang Shu took the initiative to refill everyone's tea who had been silent.

Ning Yunzhan nodded in agreement: "This reversal is quite significant."

"Will these scenes pass censorship?" Jiang Shu asked Feng Li, who was the most qualified to speak on the matter.

Feng Li gave a light "hmm": "Passing the censorship won't be a problem, and I can even get you traffic for it on major websites. But... honey, I don't recommend making it your first film."

"Why?"

"I'm afraid you'll be nailed to the pillar of shame for bad movies—the more traffic I give you, the more people will criticize you, and the negative impact of just this one show might be enough to end your career."

Jiang Shu remained silent for a long time before slowly putting away her draft: "It's just a TV series, is it really that serious? There are so many brainless TV series online..."

Yan Yu thought to herself, "How about I find a few top screenwriters in the industry for my sister? She can write a high-quality script for you tomorrow."

Jiang Shu stood up: "What's the point of having you prepare everything? You all continue drinking tea, I'm going to sleep."

She went back into the house without looking back.

The men instantly lost their appetite for tea.

Rong Jingchen looked at the closed door: "She's angry."

Ning Yunzhan sighed softly: "I really want to coax her, but no matter how hard I think about it, I can't find a single thing to praise about her script."

Yan Yu suggested, "How about I find some similar brainless dramas so we can all learn from them and see if we can find common ground with my sister?"

“No need.” Li Yubai rubbed his temples. “The few scenes the sugar daddy put on tonight are enough for me to digest for half a year.”

Feng Li clicked his tongue twice, a little annoyed: "We've never collectively spoiled my darling's fun before... Her disappointed expression just now broke my heart! I'm planning to praise her a bit anyway, are you guys coming?"

Li Yubai stood up, somewhat helplessly: "Since she's our little darling, what else can we do but praise and flatter her?"

Two hours later.

After being appeased, Jiang Shu sat on the terrace with several men and ate barbecue.

"Your thinking is definitely suited to be a director. We were too stupid before and didn't grasp the essence." Ning Yunzhan poured her juice himself, his tone gentle. "If you allow it, I'm willing to invest."

Rong Jingchen thought about it carefully: "Actually, the patron's play is quite interesting. If the right actors are chosen, it could be a hit comedy."

Feng Li took out his phone and pulled up a list of all the top celebrities: "Choose whoever catches your eye."

Yan Yu thought of the ugly beggar's scenes, which seemed few and without any outrageous lines: "I hadn't thought it through before, but now I think I'd be willing to play that beggar—but could you please cut the intimate scenes with the female lead? I've never had a screen kiss, let alone my first screen hand-holding, since my debut, and I've never considered using them."

Jiang Shu was enjoying the moonlight and eating barbecue, listening absentmindedly, her mind wandering.

Li Yubai laughed: "Speaking of which, it's not bad to be able to accompany our benefactor through her first film." "It is good!" Jiang Shu had a flash of inspiration, threw away the barbecue skewers, and turned to the others, "I don't need your sponsorship for investment or actors! Li Yubai is right, if we can experience a film together, it will definitely be a great experience."

Ning Yunzhan looked bewildered: "What does the benefactor mean..."

"Ning Yunzhan," Jiang Shu said seriously, "how about you become the richest man's white moonlight?"

Ning Yunzhan's usually gentle and handsome face twitched slightly for a moment.

Jiang Shu continued looking at the others: "The richest man male lead, Ali, come on! The ugliest beggar, Yan Yu, go on! I'll also give Rong Jingchen and Li Yubai a role!"

Several men: "..."

Li Yubai coughed several times and asked Ning Yunzhan, "I remember you mentioned that the Li Group and Yunduan had that billion-dollar deal, which was discussed during the National Day holiday?"

Ning Yunzhan nodded in agreement: "Yes, the schedule is from the 1st to the 7th, and there are meetings every day. It involves a lot of money, so we can't do without each other!"

The thought of the billionaire male protagonist who kept saying "I won't listen, I won't listen" immediately made Feng Li feel nauseous. She clutched her chest, her face gradually turning pale.

He spoke with an unyielding tone: "Baby, you might as well kill me..."

Rong Jingchen took the initiative to ask Nie Zheng for the National Day mission, and subtly noted that the mission should be as far away from the capital as possible...

Even Yan Yu's eyes reddened, and she looked aggrieved, wanting to say something but holding back.

Jiang Shu glanced at the group and said, "Your expressions make it seem like I'm forcing you to become prostitutes."

Yan Yu's fair and delicate face showed panic and helplessness: "Sister, isn't this easier than entertaining guests..."

Jiang Shu paused for a moment: "Even if I play the female lead, even if there are no outsiders present, even if we are the only ones filming, even if it's just for collection and not released, you... still find it hard to accept?"

The men all looked over in surprise.

Jiang Shu casually leaned back, landing right in the outstretched arms of Li Yubai and Ning Yunzhan.

She spoke softly: "I suddenly realized that we've been together for so long, but we've never taken a photo together or collaborated on a project. Wouldn't it be a pity if we separated and grew old together?"

Li Yubai gently ruffled her hair: "We won't separate."

Ning Yunzhan: "I won't get old either."

Feng Li: "There is no 'each other', I'll pester you until the end of time."

Rong Jingchen: "There are no regrets. Every day I spend with you is perfect."

Yan Yu: "So, what you mean, sister, is..."

Jiang Shu raised an eyebrow lazily: "The script is still the same. Our family of six will film our own version as a record of our lives."

Feng Li's chest pain had subsided, and his face was no longer pale. His cold, clear peach blossom eyes shimmered with light: "The female lead is our darling, and the male lead is your brother. We've done so many times... and your brother is getting impatient! Darling, how about we start filming right now?"

"That's enough." Yan Yu glanced at Feng Li. "I'll go prepare the equipment. We'll start in half an hour."

"I'll go prepare the costumes and props."

"I'll go set up the scene."

"I'll go and research the best angle for shooting."

"..." Jiang Shu looked at the group of men who had suddenly become so enthusiastic, a blank question mark flashing through her mind.

She looked at the script in her hand...

She couldn't see a trace of that deep disdain for the script coming from the men!

(End of this chapter)