I run a hotel in Huangshan

Chapter 40: Deliberately angering her
Han Qingyue turned her head in panic, trying to avoid the breath spraying on her face. This question seemed simple, but she didn't know how to answer it for a moment.

Seeing Han Qingyue was silent and thoughtful, Zhou Chenyu didn't want to embarrass her, so he smiled bitterly and said, "You eat, I'll go out first."

Throwing down these words, he pushed the door open and left. For a moment, Han Qingyue couldn't describe the emotions swirling in her heart. Guilt, a guilty conscience, or something else entirely; she couldn't figure it out.

Looking at the food in the lunch box, she felt a surge of warmth in her heart. Zhou Chenyu was very attentive and considerate, and he even knew her preferences. Such a good man would be hard for anyone to refuse, but not her. Jiang Yunkai's sudden disappearance left her feeling uneasy. She wanted to find him and ask him why he had left her so suddenly. Until she found him, she just wanted to focus on managing the hotel and not do what he wanted.

Never mind. Han Qingyue picked up a steak and put it in her mouth. The aroma instantly made her feel much better. The joy of a foodie can only be understood by those who are also foodies.

After eating, Han Qingyue rested for a while. Not long after, a makeup artist and stylist came in to put on makeup for her, change her clothes, and do her styling.

The afternoon's work mainly involved taking promotional photos. Han Qingyue wore a towering bun, her hair adorned with pearls and shimmering with light. She was dressed in gorgeous Hanfu, delicately embroidered with flowing tassels, like the goddess of Luo River emerging from the water, a peerless beauty. In the afternoon sun, she gracefully waved her sleeves, a gentle smile radiating her presence.

Because Lu Siqing was not there, Peng Ruilin relaxed a lot. Seeing Han Qingyue dressed up and coming out of the hotel, she walked quickly towards him.

When he walked to her side, Peng Ruilin immediately discovered the problem. He pursed his lips and smiled, then raised his hand to brush away the loose hair on Han Qingyue's forehead.

Han Qingyue was about to step back and distance herself from him when he whispered in her ear, "Boss Han, look in the mirror and try to cover this area."

"What do you mean?" Han Qingyue was puzzled.

Peng Ruilin frowned, "You have it here..." He pointed at Han Qingyue's neck.

Han Qingyue took out the makeup mirror she carried with her and took a peek, and found a faint red mark in the middle of her neck.

She figured Peng Ruilin must be overthinking it. Her skin was so delicate it easily marked. Sometimes, even a light scratch would leave a red mark.

Peng Ruilin raised his chin and smiled, "Don't worry, as long as I don't say anything, no one will notice."

Han Qingyue was a little embarrassed: "What are you thinking? It's just a red mark!"

Seeing her indifferent expression, Peng Ruilin wanted to tease her even more and whispered, "I thought this was Mr. Lu..."

"Peng Ruilin, you are thinking too much! He and I are just friends, don't make random guesses!" Han Qingyue was a little angry, and her tone became impolite.

"Okay, okay, I apologize and won't tease you anymore! But since he is not your boyfriend, I feel relieved. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to take kissing photos with you." Peng Ruilin knew when to stop and didn't tease her.

What? Kissing for promotional photos? She had never heard of such an arrangement! Han Qingyue's eyes widened in surprise.

Peng Ruilin's pupils shrank slightly as he stared at her: "Why? You don't know?"

Of course Han Qingyue didn't know. She didn't pay attention to these things at all. Shang Yang didn't tell her, and the other staff members didn't tell her either.

"Look at your expression, it seems you really don't know."

"Is this Director Shang's idea? If so, I'll go find him..."

Before Han Qingyue finished speaking, Shang Yang ran over and said, "Mr. Han, Ruilin, let's take a few photos of the hotel's exterior later. Then we'll go to the foot of the mountain to take a few photos. The sky is very blue now, and the photos taken at the foot of the mountain will definitely be good." "We still need to go to the foot of the mountain?" Han Qingyue asked.

"It's a last-minute addition. We think the weather is good today. What do you think, Mr. Han?" Shang Yang asked with a smile.

Han Qingyue smiled and didn't object. As for the kissing scene, she thought it was Peng Ruilin's prank, so she didn't ask Shang Yang.

The subsequent filming went smoothly. Although Peng Ruilin liked to joke around, he was serious and dedicated to his work. Even when Han Qingyue couldn't find her rhythm and had to follow him through a few NGs, he didn't get impatient at all. Instead, he patiently guided her, which touched Han Qingyue deeply.

Perhaps, it was his dedication and professionalism that made Han Qingyue let down her guard. After a day of getting used to each other, the tacit understanding between them became better and better, and many shots were shot in one take.

After filming the hotel scenes, the crew moved to the foot of Mount Huangshan.

Zhou Chenyu was worried about Han Qingyue, so he followed her all the time and told her to contact him anytime if she had any problems.

After setting up the camera, and following the photographer's instructions, Han Qingyue and Peng Ruilin held hands and ran against the wind down the mountain like a happy couple.

The two of them were very affectionate, talking and laughing. Even if it was work-related and even if it was all an illusion, Zhou Chenyu, who was not far away, felt very uncomfortable, with his brows tightly furrowed.

The assistant behind him handed him the document that needed to be signed. Zhou Chenyu didn't even raise his eyelids, but waved to the assistant, who understood and took the document back.

He stood still, his gaze fixed on the tall figure at the foot of the mountain. The photographer arranged for camera No. 1 to capture a close-up shot of her struggling to walk, dragging her skirt. Peng Ruilin unexpectedly picked her up and carried her horizontally to the starting point.

Han Qingyue leaned against Peng Ruilin's arms, her pretty face flushing crimson. For a moment, Zhou Chenyu was deeply annoyed. As a shareholder of the Qingxin Hotel, he really should have stopped Han Qingyue and Peng Ruilin from filming the promotional video together.

However, what Zhou Chenyu saw as "intimacy" actually happened like this at the foot of the mountain:

Peng Ruilin held Han Qingyue in his arms, a seemingly affectionate smile on his face, but his words were quite venomous: "Oh my God, President Han, you're too heavy! My arms hurt from all the effort!"

Han Qingyue was about to frown and retort when Peng Ruilin said again, "Watch your expression and smile! I don't want to be dragged down by you and have to walk around the foot of the mountain."

"Peng Ruilin, didn't you just say that I've never taken this kind of photo before? Will you take care of me? You won't forget so quickly, will you?"

"I can take care of you, but that doesn't mean I'll accept you carrying over a hundred pounds of flesh all the way up and down the mountain!"

Han Qingyue clenched her fists and protested: "Hey, I'm 1.69 meters tall and only weigh a little over 100 kilograms, okay?"

"Over 100 kilograms? How dare you say that? The actresses I know all weigh around 80 or 90 kilograms!"

"I'm not an actor, why do I have to weigh 80 or 90 kilograms?"

Han Qingyue was about to get angry when the photographer praised her in front of the camera, "Excellent! This is exactly the kind of flirtatious effect we're looking for! Everyone, get ready! Next up is the swing scene!"

Peng Ruilin put Han Qingyue down, feeling relieved. Han Qingyue was slightly stunned, then realized, "Peng Ruilin, were you deliberately trying to piss me off just now?"

(End of this chapter)