This director is vindictive.

Chapter 327 Shocking! A celestial being and a scumbag actually did this!

The people downstairs seemed to notice Chen Mo's gaze and all looked up at him.

Chen Mo waved his hand, and they all waved back.

Then they continued playing.

He suddenly noticed that Liu Yifei had appeared beside him at some point, and the faint scent of citrus perfume wafted over.

"Actually, I'm quite envious of them."

Liu Yifei suddenly spoke, her gaze falling on Jing Tian, ​​who was helping Zhou Ye adjust his movements.

"When I was filming 'The Return of the Condor Heroes,' I thought, how wonderful it would be if I could laugh as carefree as Yang Mi."

She turned to look at Chen Mo: "Do you know why I ultimately chose Zhou Ye?"

Chen Mo shook his head, looking down at the girl with the flying ponytail downstairs—she was imitating Liu Yifei's classic turning motion, the arc of her fluttering clothes overlapping with that of the white-clad Little Dragon Girl from back then.

"Because there's a certain energy in her eyes?"

Chen Mo shook his water glass: "Like the way you were when you first fell seven times while being suspended by wires and still wanted to keep going?"

Chen Mo knew this, even though many people thought Liu Yifei relied on her looks to make a living.

In fact, those young actresses in the early years, including Liu Yifei and Yang Mi, were very hardworking when filming and suffered a lot.

For example, Liu Yifei was almost swept away by the water back then.

"Speaking of which, what about you and Lao Hu?" Chen Mo suddenly changed the subject and asked.

He was indeed quite curious, after all, Hu Ge did seem to have had feelings for her back then.

"Me and Lao Hu? We're good friends! Actually, at the beginning, because of filming, especially the scenes between Xiaoyao and Ling'er, which had a lot of romantic scenes, I got a bit into the role, so I did have some thoughts about it," Liu Yifei said, flicking a strand of her hair.

"Then what happened later?" Chen Mo asked.

"Why is there no follow-up?" Liu Yifei asked rhetorically.

“Yes, I remember he was a little bit interested in you when 'Fame and Fortune' was being filmed.” Chen Mo asked gossipily.

Back then, he could tell that Lao Hu did have some feelings for her.

"Is it because of your mother?" Chen Mo guessed.

Liu Yifei tapped her fingers lightly on the windowsill, the glass reflecting her slightly upturned lips. She shook her head and said, "A little, but not entirely!"

"The main thing is that I later realized that acting is acting and life is life. On the day the filming of 'Chinese Paladin' wrapped up, he gave me a box of origami stars, saying that they could make my wishes come true. He wished me all my dreams would come true! Since then, we have rarely seen each other."

"So you still have those stars?" Chen Mo asked, as if possessed.

"I threw it away a long time ago."

Liu Yifei chuckled: "Do you remember when we were filming 'Fame and Fortune'? He complained that his fingers were calloused from bending them so much back then."

She suddenly lowered her voice: "But I knew all along that he bought those wholesale from the Hengdian Small Commodities Market."

"Pfft!" Chen Mo spat out a mouthful of water.

"How did you know?" Chen Mo asked curiously.

He could already imagine Lao Hu's embarrassment when he was exposed. The key point was that Lao Hu could actually do such a thing. Tsk tsk, who would have thought that Lao Hu with his thick eyebrows and big eyes could have such a side?

"It's a secret, haha, of course someone told me!" Liu Yifei couldn't help but smile.

The two of them laughed at the same time. Yang Mi, who was outside the window, seemed to sense something and looked up, making a heart shape with her hands. Only then did Chen Mo notice that she was holding a mini telescope, the lenses reflecting the sunlight.

"This woman"

Chen Mo sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.
God knows when she prepared this thing, but it seems like she had it planned for a long time.

Suddenly, Liu Yifei pressed herself against the window, her breath creating a white mist on the glass. She drew a smiley face with her finger, which conveniently blocked Yang Mi's view.

A sudden scream erupted downstairs. Wenqi, seemingly out of nowhere, brought out a stereo, and the seven girls started an impromptu street dance to "Uptown Funk." Fan Binbin, oblivious to her high heels sinking into the grass, dragged Zhang Yuqi into the chaotic dance. Jing Tian's bag of potato chips was knocked away, and amidst the flying crumbs, Zhao Liying collapsed laughing onto a deck chair.

"Should we go down?" Chen Mo had just turned around when his sleeve was suddenly tugged.

Liu Yifei's fingertips were still damp with moisture from the window: "Wait a little longer."

She pointed to the southeast corner—Gao Yuanyuan was pushing Li Gengxi to the center position, and the girl was awkwardly doing radio calisthenics, which was so clumsy that it made people smile.

Chen Mo couldn't help but laugh.

Turning around, I noticed that Liu Yifei's ear tips were red again.

She suddenly realized that her action was too intimate and withdrew her fingertips as if she had been electrocuted.

She lowered her head, pretending to adjust her cuffs, but heard Chen Mo chuckle softly: "Your ears are red."

"It was the sunset."

She instinctively touched her earlobe, only to bump into the water glass that Chen Mo was offering her.

The moment their fingers touched the bottle, Liu Yifei was about to pull her hand away, but Chen Mo grabbed her.

This was the first time Chen Mo had ever held her hand.

Startled by Chen Mo's sudden initiative and assertiveness, she didn't know why she didn't struggle.

The screen suddenly fell silent.

Chen Mo abruptly pulled the curtains shut.

He leaned closer to her, looking at her still exquisitely beautiful face with a smile, and said, "Yang Mi asked me before, 'Were you also my white moonlight back then?'"

Liu Yifei's breath hitched slightly, her eyelashes trembling in the backlight: "How did you answer?"

"you guess?"

Liu Yifei suddenly laughed out loud, and for some reason, her fingertips unconsciously drew a circle in Chen Mo's palm.

Then she mustered her courage and looked up: "And now?"

Chen Mo suddenly loosened his grip on her wrist and gently pulled her towards him. Liu Yifei was caught off guard and fell into his arms, the scent of citrus wafting towards her.

"Now."

When he lowered his head, the tip of his nose almost brushed against her reddened earlobe, and Liu Yifei's heart began to beat faster.

Chen Mo lowered his voice to a whisper: "I've discovered that even the white moonlight, if exposed to too much sunlight, will turn into..."

Liu Yifei took the opportunity to step back half a step, but bumped into the edge of the windowsill. Chen Mo took advantage of the situation to brace himself against the window frame on both sides of her, trapping her in a small space.

"Turn into what?"

As she tilted her head back, a strand of her hair brushed against his Adam's apple, her tone of knowing the answer yet carrying a rare hint of mischief.

Chen Mo's thumb traced the corner of her lips—where a dimple, identical to Zhao Ling'er's, peeked out: "Become."

He paused deliberately, his gaze sweeping over her trembling eyelashes, and suddenly laughed, saying, "Just like Yang Mi, you silly girl."

Liu Yifei paused for two seconds, then suddenly laughed and leaned on Chen Mo's shoulder. This answer was clearly unexpected, yet it miraculously dissolved the tension of the ambiguous situation.

As she lightly punched his chest with her fist, Chen Mo suddenly grabbed her wrist and pressed it against his own chest: "Can you feel it? This is the same heart rate I had when I watched Little Dragon Girl fight the Golden Wheel Monk back then."

Liu Yifei was completely dumbfounded. What kind of analogy was this? Why did it have to be the battle between Little Dragon Girl and Golden Wheel Monk? Liu Yifei stared blankly at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo chuckled at his own words and said, "Ahem, how about I use a different analogy?"

Liu Yifei suddenly tiptoed closer to Chen Mo's ear and whispered, "I'll tell you a secret."

The heat of her breath made his ears tingle.

"What secret?" Chen Mo's heart raced as well.

Indeed, women with contrasting personalities are more alluring!
Liu Yifei's lips almost touched Chen Mo's earlobe, her warm breath carrying the scent of citrus gently brushing past him: "Can you smell it?"

Chen Mo subconsciously took a breath. Hmm, the scent of perfume, slightly sweet, made his heart race. Especially from his angle looking down, he could see something he shouldn't have through the unbuttoned collar.

"What do you smell?" Chen Mo asked, feigning ignorance, but his gaze lingered on her.

Liu Yifei's pretty face flushed slightly. She had noticed Chen Mo's actions, of course, but whispered, "It was given to me by Mimi a while ago! It's been a long time, but I haven't used it until today."

For Liu Yifei, saying such a thing already took her the greatest courage.

She even felt a little "shameless," knowing full well that this guy was a jerk, yet she still said such things. But she was a woman too! The "angelic" image was just a persona; she was, in reality, just an ordinary person!
She also longed for a warm shoulder to lean on when she was tired and wronged, a shoulder to confide in and to be able to act coquettishly.

Unfortunately, it hasn't happened all these years.

At most, she would cry in her mother's arms.

So whenever Yang Mi flaunts her man, she is actually quite envious.

However, the next moment, her eyes widened, her face filled with astonishment, confusion, and embarrassment!
Because upon hearing her words, Chen Mo inexplicably took a step back!
Retreat, retreat, take a step back?
Chen Mo did it completely subconsciously, well, you could say it was a conditioned reflex.

However, his move suddenly turned what was already a natural progression of the confession into a chaotic situation.

Liu Yifei stared wide-eyed at Chen Mo, biting her lip, her eyes even welling up with tears.

Are you serious about taking a step back?
Good heavens, what does this man mean?
Chen Mo was dumbfounded. He couldn't understand why he had made that subconscious move.

It's all Tian Tian's fault, it's all Yang Mi's fault.

However, seeing Liu Yifei's eyes instantly redden and her aggrieved and bewildered expression, he realized how hurtful his conditioned reflex was.

He hurriedly took two steps forward, and this time he didn't hesitate, pulling her directly into his arms: "No... let me explain, oops, I mean, let me clarify!"

Liu Yifei struggled to push him away, her disheveled hair clinging to the corners of her moist eyes: "Yang Mi is right, all men are like that."

"It's Mimi's perfume!"

Chen Mo interrupted her, gently wiping the corner of her eye with his finger. At this moment, he did feel a pang of heartache.

She's a woman who's been single for so many years. She finally mustered up the courage to say something that was practically a confession, but then she backed down.

That's absolutely outrageous!

So, Yang Mi, I guess I'm afraid I'll have to make things difficult for you!
"Ahem, do you remember when Xiao Zhao mentioned the gift Jing Tian gave Yang Mi during the Super Welfare Live Stream?" Chen Mo said.

Sure enough, his words instantly captivated Liu Yifei.

Liu Yifei's sobs stopped abruptly. Through her blurry tears, she looked at Chen Mo's handsome face and saw a hint of pity and anxiety in his eyes.

"Is it perfume?" she guessed.

Chen Mo couldn't help but tighten his grip on her waist, and the two were almost pressed against each other.

They could feel each other's body temperature even through their clothes.

"Ahem, you know Yang Mi was once criticized for having smelly feet, and at that time, for some reason, Tian Tian just didn't like her. So she carefully selected a gift for her—a niche Italian perfume. It was quite expensive. Yang Mi was quite happy when she received it because Jing Tian gave similar gifts to everyone else in the crew, but hers was the exception!" Chen Mo coughed twice.

As expected, Liu Yifei was also drawn to this gossip.

"Is there something wrong with that perfume?" she asked, sniffing.

"That perfume has a name that sounds like a direct transliteration of a Chinese word: 'Foot Washer'!" Chen Mo finally said.

"Huh? Kukuku!" Liu Yifei was stunned for a moment, then laughed so hard her whole body was shaking.

This sudden turn of events made her forget her sadness for a moment, and she laughed so hard she couldn't catch her breath.

She really didn't expect this to happen. Yang Mi wouldn't even have time to keep this a secret, let alone tell Liu Yifei, even if they were sisters.

Even though Liu Yifei asked Yang Mi about it out of curiosity after the super welfare live broadcast, Yang Mi's reaction was one of embarrassment and anger.

But he absolutely refused to tell!
Now she realized that there was such a thing!

"That's not all. Later, Tian Tian even had someone order a 'college student foot odor scent' perfume from Japan, and even ordered a 'college student body odor scent' perfume, intending to give it to Yang Mi as well!" Chen Mo couldn't help but laugh as he spoke.

Liu Yifei, however, had a strange look on her face.

"There really is such a perfume? It smells like body odor? It smells like foot odor? That's so weird!" Liu Yifei really felt like she had learned something new.

“That’s right. I heard that the price isn’t cheap, and it seems to sell quite well in Japan. Cough cough, you know, some things there are indeed a bit… well, you know!” Chen Mo said.

"Kukuku!" Liu Yifei couldn't help but burst out laughing again.

After laughing for a while, she came to her senses and realized that, without her noticing, her hands had wrapped around Chen Mo's neck.

This pose is too suggestive.

However, after Chen Mo's explanation, although it was somewhat far-fetched, she couldn't care less about that at the moment.

She quickly let go of his hand, bent down to straighten her collar, and found that Chen Mo's ears were even redder than hers.

Moreover, the two were so close that they could feel each other's warm breath and heartbeats.

Suddenly she woke up with a start: "Why is it so quiet downstairs?"

At this point, Chen Mo didn't care about anything else. The arrow was already on the string and had to be released. The buildup had been so well done that if he didn't do something, it would be a waste of the previous setup.

Therefore, Chen Mo suddenly released his grip on her waist.

On the other side, the water glass was placed on the table.

For some reason, Liu Yifei felt a slight sense of loss when she felt Chen Mo let go of her hand.

However, before she could feel disappointed, Chen Mo unexpectedly cupped her face in his hands, a face that, despite being over thirty, was still perfectly preserved and flawless.

All eyes were drawn to her lips, which were coated in light pink and appeared incredibly glossy.

Well, mainly because it looked delicious, so Chen Mo decisively went for it.

Why did Jia Baoyu love eating rouge so much? Chen Mo understood instantly!

When that rouge isn't applied, anyone who eats it would be a fool, but when it's applied to a girl's lips, it becomes the most irresistible delicacy for men!

Liu Yifei was completely stunned; her mind went blank.

The warm touch on her lips sent a shiver down her spine, the scent of citrus mingling with the familiar aftershave from Chen Mo. She instinctively gripped the fabric of his shirt, her knuckles turning white from the force—just like the first time she was suspended by wires while filming "The Return of the Condor Heroes" sixteen years ago, terrified yet stubbornly refusing to close her eyes.

But for some reason, my vision became blurry.

Chen Mo's thumb was still rubbing against her cheek, and from this angle, you could clearly see her trembling eyelashes casting a fan-shaped shadow under her eyes.

Suddenly, the conference room door was pushed open with a bang, and Yang Mi fell straight down.

"oops!"

Suddenly, chaos erupted at the conference room entrance. These same people, who had somehow sneaked up and were now watching the drama unfold outside.

As a result, he accidentally turned the doorknob, and then this scene unfolded.

Liu Yifei's earlobes were so red they looked like they could bleed. She hurriedly pushed Chen Mo away, but an embarrassing thing happened at that moment.

Her hair happened to get tangled in Chen Mo's button.

This unexpected incident threw the two of them into a panic. When she bent down to untangle her hair, Chen Mo noticed a small mole on the back of her neck that was exactly the same as the one in the magazine photo from years ago.

Finally, she solved the puzzle, and then, like an ostrich hiding behind Chen Mo, she made a fool of herself, as if to say, "You can't see me, you can't see me."

At this moment, the people at the door were all looking at the two of them with flickering eyes.

"You're both mothers now, can't you be a little more composed? Especially you, Yang Mi, look at yourself, what kind of behavior is this!" Chen Mo took the initiative, scolding her with a stern face like a matriarch, while her fingers unconsciously rubbed her lower lip, which still smelled of citrus.

Yang Mi was a little confused by Chen Mo's sudden shout!

However, after regaining her senses, Yang Mi rubbed her sore knee and got up, her eyes shining with surprising brightness: "Wow, our Director Chen has such a big official air about him!"

Her deliberately drawn-out tone made Liu Yifei bury her face even deeper, her fingers gripping Chen Mo's shirt tightly from the back.

"Yifei, stop hiding, I can see you!" She winked at Chen Mo, as if asking for a reward: "How are you going to thank me?"

Chen Mo rolled his eyes and glared at her.

"Who, who hid? But, Tian Tian, ​​I heard that when you first gave Yang Mi perfume, she disliked it because of the name. What was the perfume called?" Liu Yifei was initially a little embarrassed and annoyed, but then she displayed her somewhat naive but seemingly innate womanly skill in palace intrigue.

Jing Tian paused for a moment, and then the others couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"That's enough, Chen Mo! Aaaaaah! I'll fight you to the death!" Yang Mi exploded instantly.

She rushed towards Chen Mo, who quickly caught her, but Yang Mi kept punching Chen Mo with her little fists.

"Hahaha!" Everyone burst into laughter again.

They could live off Yang Mi forever because of this!

(End of this chapter)