This director is vindictive.

Chapter 345 The Dragon Balls didn't summon Shenron, they summoned a cross-dressing man!

Chen Mo took a deep breath and decided, "It's you! Selective amnesia!"
What is selective amnesia? It means that I remember everything that is beneficial to me, but I don't remember anything that is detrimental to me!
Well, nothing wrong!
"Huh? What? I don't understand what you're talking about at all. What women's clothing? Are you kidding me? I'm a grown man, a real man, how could I possibly bet with you on women's clothing? Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Chen Mo acted as if he had selectively forgotten.

"Hehe!" Yang Mi glanced at Chen Mo disdainfully.

Then he took out his phone and waved it in front of Chen Mo.

Then, when the recording was played, it turned out to be Chen Mo saying "let's play a game" to them earlier in the space experience center.

Chen Mo was instantly stunned!
"No, when did you record this? Yang Mi, you'll lose me if you do this!" Chen Mo said, somewhat defensively.

"Really? Sisters, what if he wants to become a deadbeat?" Yang Mi said to the other women, but her eyes were on Chen Mo.

But the smugness and cunning in his eyes were impossible to hide.

Fan Binbin leaned against the sofa armrest, lightly touching her red lips with her fingertips, and sighed in feigned surprise, "Oh dear, don't some people always say 'a promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold'? What, now they can't even keep a promise?"

Liu Yifei slowly added, "Maybe Director Chen spent all his 'wealth' on other things?" She glanced meaningfully at the hickey on Yang Mi's collarbone.

Zhang Yuqi tidied her hair: "In the past, with my fiery temper..."

Everyone immediately turned to look at her.

The tiger-woman, somewhat embarrassed, quickly changed her tune, saying, "I won't let him touch me for at least two months!"

"Yes, sisters, we need to unite!" Yang Mi's eyes lit up immediately; they really didn't have much leverage over Chen Mo.

"Someone has used this trick on us several times, like sleeping together in the same bed or something. I think we can forget about it from now on!"

"That's enough! I'm a renowned Chinese director, chairman of Shengshi Film Industry, a director with billions in revenue, and a billionaire. You actually want me to dress as a woman? Do you think that's appropriate?" Chen Mo still wanted to struggle a bit.

"Hehe, think about the rest of us. We all have great figures and beautiful faces, and we're all public figures, yet we shamelessly ended up with the same man, Director Chen, Tycoon Chen, Chairman Chen. Do you think that's appropriate?" Yang Mi immediately retorted.

"And that's not all! We've all shamelessly had children out of wedlock, and even..."

As their arguments became increasingly outrageous, Chen Mo felt a chill run down his spine and tried to make a last-ditch effort: "This is moral blackmail! I was just confused by your words, it doesn't count!"

"Um, how about we change the punishment? Seriously, this cross-dressing is really bad! It could easily cause a negative impact!" Chen Mo continued to struggle.

“That is indeed a problem!” Gao Yuanyuan said.

Chen Mo looked at the older woman with gratitude. She was so kind and caring!
However, the next moment, he heard Gao Yuanyuan say, "How about this, we publicly solicit public opinions on Weibo? For example, do you mind if Chen Mo dresses as a woman? Or do you want to see him dressed as a woman? Will Chen Mo dressing as a woman have a bad influence? Let the public decide?"

Chen Mo stared wide-eyed at Gao Yuanyuan with a hurt expression, looking at her incredulously. "Sister, what happened to the older sister who knows how to care for people?"

It turns out they are all lies!
Too bad!
Upon hearing Gao Yuanyuan's words, all the women's eyes lit up.

"That's great! The eyes of the masses are discerning! Chen Mo, weren't you worried about the negative impact? Let's ask the netizens!" Yang Mi said excitedly, as if she had been injected with chicken blood.

“I think so too. Whether the impact is good or bad is not up to you to decide, but up to everyone else!” Zhao Liying added as usual.

“Just like a wedding ceremony, Sister Yuanyuan’s idea is brilliant!” Zhang Yuqi nodded in agreement.

Even Jing Tian couldn't help but say, "Why don't you give it a try, Chen Mo?"

Chen Mo threw himself onto the sofa, looking utterly devastated.

These women want me dead, what should I do? I need help urgently!

The thought of myself dancing in a brightly colored floral cotton-padded jacket is just too much!
Is that women's clothing? That's a massive social media disaster! And the image just has this weird, sadistic vibe to it!
Seeing that he couldn't get away with it, Chen Mo's eyes suddenly darted around frantically. What to do if he couldn't get away with it? Delay it!
Delaying tactics are great!

"Ahem, well, I was just kidding. But I'm busy with Yang Mi's space-themed wedding right now, so how about we talk about this later?" Chen Mo decided to use stalling tactics and then deal with them one by one.

"I'm not in a hurry! A space-themed wedding is nothing compared to Mr. Chen's hot dance in drag!" Yang Mi instantly shattered Chen Mo's beautiful idea!

Thunder shatters the darkness!

Seeing that Chen Mo still wouldn't take the bait, the women exchanged glances.

When one plan fails, another is devised!
She, Fan Binbin, and Zhang Yuqi suddenly walked towards Chen Mo together.

Then, one on the left, one on the right, and one in the middle.

They started using foul tactics, charging in with the ball!

Good heavens, this is incredible! Is this the start of a honey trap?

I, Chen Motang, am dignified.
Then, after some "friendly negotiations," Chen Mo finally prepared to fulfill his promise with tears in his eyes!
Of course, there's no way I'll do a live stream, absolutely not!
The floral cotton-padded jacket doesn't exist either, Chen Mo strongly protests!
Chen Mo couldn't dance to girl group dances either! So, he insisted on eliminating this option once again!

In the end, Chen Mo finally succumbed to the temptations and sweet words!
For example, under the corrosive influence of a series of ultimate male charms that he simply didn't have the courage to refuse, such as "three missing one," "four joys," "five blessings," "sixes going smoothly," and "seven stars aligned," he finally, finally agreed with tears in his eyes!

No, no, no, it's not that he has a weak will, but because he is a man of his word, a man of his word, and he does what he says.

It's definitely not because of these numbers like three, four, five, six, or seven!

The seven women were incredibly excited!

They all started offering suggestions, wanting to make Chen Mo look "pretty"!

It's so damn pretty, I don't want it! Don't come any closer!
Huayun Apparel.

When chief designer Li Rongrong heard the women say that Chen Mo would be appearing in women's clothing on camera, she was initially taken aback. Then, as if she had found some life goal, she looked Chen Mo up and down and quickly got into work mode.

Chen Mo was like a puppet at this moment, letting himself be tossed around.

There's a saying, isn't there? Life is like that... well, if you can't fight it, you might as well just give up and wallow in it!

When Chen Mo was styled by the chief stylist, chief makeup artist, and chief designer, and the curtain of the dressing room was slowly drawn open, the previously playful lounge instantly fell into an eerie silence.

Fan Binbin dropped a melon seed to the ground with a "plop," her red lips parted slightly, and she even paused for a moment.

Yang Mi's fox-like eyes widened suddenly, the pearl hairpin she was playing with hovering in mid-air, the refracted light trembling in her astonished pupils.

Liu Yifei, who had been lounging lazily on the sofa, unconsciously straightened up, her fingertips gripping the tassels of the silk cushion tightly.

The morning light slanted through the gauze curtains, casting a soft outline of light on Chen Mo.

The moon-white brocade dress perfectly accentuated his broad shoulders and narrow waist, creating an inverted triangle silhouette. The smoky-colored wide-sleeved shirt rippled with each step, its fluttering fabric seemingly shattering a pool of lotus-colored morning mist.

Li Rongrong adorned his prominent Adam's apple with a delicate pearl chain, and deliberately let a few strands of her dark hair fall loosely to her neck, exuding a languid yet dangerously eerie aura.

Li Rongrong even used a pearl necklace to adorn the Adam's apple with a datura flower, which, combined with the deliberately loose strands of her dark hair, exuded a languid yet eerie beauty.

"This this……"

Zhao Liying stammered as she tugged at Jing Tian's sleeve: "He..."

Zhao Liying's fingertips unconsciously dug into Jing Tian's arm, her voice trembling: "How come her graceful movements are even more perfect than those trained by the headmistresses in palace dramas?"

Indeed. At this moment, Chen Mo lowered his head slightly, his well-defined knuckles loosely holding the silk begonia fan. Despite being nearly 1.9 meters tall, he exuded a graceful and delicate charm.

When he looked up, everyone noticed that the makeup artist had used gold-brown eyeliner to transform his originally sharp phoenix eyes into the curve of fox eyes, and used scattered gold powder to create shimmering light at the outer corners of his eyes. A casual glance was even more alluring than Yang Mi's most skillful seductive gaze.

But honestly, Chen Mo was just rolling his eyes in annoyance!

But it gives off an incredibly charming and alluring feeling!

This brings us to Chen Mo's good looks; he was already quite handsome.

In addition, the four great Asian sorceries, the makeup techniques, the clothing, and the styling perfectly concealed those masculine features.

"Hiss—" Zhang Yuqi suddenly covered her nose and staggered back, suspicious red seeping through her fingers: "Damn it! I've been in the entertainment industry for ten years, and today I was actually killed by a bastard in women's clothing and got a nosebleed!"

Yang Mi's nails dug deep into the silk cushion, the satin surface creased with jagged wrinkles. Last night, when this man pressed her against the mirror, the beads of sweat rolling down his Adam's apple brushed against her collarbone, a similar cool, pearly touch...

The most fatal blow came the moment Chen Mo turned around.

His flowing sleeves billowed, revealing his muscular back—Li Rongrong had painted a portrait of Chang'e flying to the moon on the back of his neck and back with dark blue pigment. The fluttering ribbons and the ink-black sleeves of Chang'e blended together, perfectly placing the fairy's jade feet on the deep hollow of his back, making her seem as if she were truly flying towards the moon palace with the rise and fall of her back muscles.

“My lord.” Fan Binbin suddenly rubbed the tip of her high heel against his ankle, her voice thicker than honey-soaked silk: “Now I understand perfectly why King You of Zhou lit the beacon fires…”

Liu Yifei suddenly pulled Chen Mo behind her, her usually cool voice unusually losing its composure: "Don't move! I... I need to take a nine-grid photo first!"

Her snow-white earlobes were so red they looked like they were dripping blood, and her fingertips trembled slightly when the phone camera was pointed at Chen Mo.

"Don't film yet, let's film together later! Hmm, let's title it 'The seven Dragon Balls are all gathered, summoning Shenron!' Let netizens guess who the new sister is!" Yang Mi suddenly grabbed Liu Yifei and said!
Only Gao Yuanyuan noticed Chen Mo's bright red ear tips—this billionaire was pressing a fan firmly against his chin, his breathy voice escaping through clenched teeth: "Li, Rong, Rong! You just wait..."

Most amazingly, the pearl datura on his Adam's apple trembled slightly as he gritted his teeth, refracting tiny halos of light in the morning glow.

Even Gao Yuanyuan, who is older than her, felt a little ashamed of herself for a moment while watching!

"Quick, quick, quick, let's go change our clothes and get ready for the group photo!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands.

The women immediately went into the changing room.

When Chen Mo looked at himself in the mirror, he was honestly quite amazed.

Goodness, I can actually be this "beautiful"?
For a fleeting moment, he was actually captivated by the stunningly beautiful "himself" in the mirror!

Holy crap, I've fallen for myself? What's this? Narcissism?
Chen Mo quickly dismissed this bizarre and perverse thought!
Pshaw! Pretty my foot, buddy, I want someone handsome, okay?

That's right, the agreement Chen Mo finally reached with them was that he wouldn't wear those ridiculous Northeast-style floral cotton-padded jackets, wouldn't dance, wouldn't do live streams, wouldn't film videos, and would only accept photos!
This was his last act of defiance as a man!
Family members, who understands?! In this kind of socially awkward situation, he still has to force a smile. It's really too hard for him.

Finally, seven women, dressed in different styles of Hanfu and looking beautiful, came out.

I have to say, this scene is truly captivating!

Then, he was reluctantly pushed to the center position by the excited women.

"Ahem, Director Chen, don't smile so stiffly! You started out as an actor, this is nothing, right?" The chief cinematographer coughed twice as he looked at Chen Mo's stiff smile in the camera lens.

Chen Mo rolled his eyes in annoyance, thinking to himself, "How can that be the same?"

But to his surprise, his eye roll caught the eye of the chief photographer, who then pressed the shutter button for continuous shooting.

It turned out to be a scene of Chen Mo rolling her eyes, which looked incredibly natural and charming!

At that moment, even the chief photographer felt a little tempted!
If Chen Mo knew what the other person was thinking, he would probably slap him immediately and say, "You look at me clearly, I'm a man, a real man, do you understand?"

"Director Chen, please relax."

Li Rongrong, suppressing a laugh, stepped forward and adjusted the jade belt around his waist: "Just think of it as a costume fitting photo for Cheng Dieyi in 'Farewell My Concubine'."

“Then I have to play the Overlord too!” Chen Mo protested through gritted teeth, causing the pearl necklace to tremble slightly as he spoke, casting dappled light and shadow on his collarbone.

Fan Binbin suddenly reached out and poked his Adam's apple, startling him so much that he leaned back, causing the velvet hairpin on the coffee table to fall from his sleeve.

Several hands reached out to catch it at the same time—

"Don't touch my skirt!"

Yang Mi's scream and the sound of tearing fabric rang out simultaneously. She was clutching half of a smoky-colored gauze sleeve in her hand, while Chen Mo's right arm was completely exposed to the air, with scratches from the previous night still visible on his muscles.

The air froze for two seconds.

"Pfft——"

Liu Yifei suddenly burst into laughter and leaned on Zhang Yuqi's shoulder: "Yang Mi, you're doomed! You actually ruined our boss's fabric!"

Chen Mo looked down at his tattered "battle robe" and suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "It's fate! Since the clothes are ruined..."

He made a move to pull up his other sleeve, but was simultaneously grabbed by seven figures.

Jing Tian's hairpin hooked onto his hair ornament, Zhao Liying's shawl wrapped around his ankles, and Gao Yuanyuan simply draped herself over his back: "Don't even think about it!"

The chief photographer faithfully captured this scene with an ultra-high-definition camera—Chen Mo was pressed down on a gold-embroidered carpet by seven beauties in Hanfu, the petals of the broken datura necklace scattered everywhere, and his wide-open phoenix eyes in the frozen image revealed a touch of broken beauty.

"Great, this one's fantastic!" the photographer's voice suddenly rang out.

Then, the photo that was just captured was projected onto the wall. It must be said that Huayun's chief photographer is indeed very skilled in taking photos.

"I'm going to frame this and put it by my bedside."

Upon seeing it immediately, Fan Binbin brushed her red lips against his earlobe and said, "From now on, if you ever yell at me, I'll post a nine-grid photo on Weibo."

"Wow, so beautiful!"

"What a beautiful scene!"

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Chen Mo closed his eyes in despair. He finally understood why King You of Zhou had been willing to light the beacon fires to amuse Bao Si—who the hell could resist that?!
When choosing photos, Chen Mo had already removed his makeup and changed back into his "male form"!
Watching the women chattering and discussing which photo to release publicly.

Chen Mo simply closed his eyes.

Tired, destroy it!

He could already imagine what he would face after the photo was published.

It seems another bizarre record is about to be set!
Social media frenzy? Massive social media frenzy? It could be a phenomenal social media frenzy!

Soon, each of the women picked out the photo they thought was the best.

Then, I excitedly began editing the copy to prepare for publication.

Yang Mi's fox-like eyes narrowed into a sly arc: "Copywriting is more fun when it's all a bit ambiguous!"

Then she glanced at Chen Mo, her nail-painted fingertips rapidly tapping on the phone screen.

"When all seven Dragon Balls are gathered, what is summoned is not Shenron, but the eighth sister!"

Then click Publish!

Other women followed suit.

Liu Yifei's caption was very simple: "Welcome, new sister!"

Fan Binbin wrote: "Dragon Ball summons Goddess Dragon!"

Zhao Liying: "The new sisters are the epitome of beauty!"

Chen Mo slumped on the leather sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling, utterly dejected. The shards of light reflected from the crystal chandelier fell on his face, resembling the paper money falling at a funeral.

"Ding-dong-"

Yang Mi's phone suddenly buzzed with a series of Weibo notification sounds. Her foxy eyes lit up, she swiped the screen, and her red lips instantly curved into a dangerous smile: "Wow~"

She turned her phone towards the crowd—and saw that the hashtag #ChenMo'sHaremNewcomers# was climbing at a rate of 100,000 per minute, with related topics making up the top five trending topics:
1. #The Seven Fairies Summoning the Dragon# (Breaking News)

2. #Mysterious Newcomer, Stunningly Beautiful# (Boiling Point)

3. #This is the real fairy sister# (New)

4. #Newcomers to Chen Mo's Harem# (Trending)

5. #Another Ancient Style Goddess Joins the Chinese Entertainment Industry# (New)

These people actually failed to recognize that the newcomer was Chen Mo dressed as a woman right away!

For some reason, Chen Mo felt a strange sense of pride, but he quickly shook his head.

He just hopes that no one will guess that this person is actually him in drag.

Although this idea is probably unlikely to come true, even delaying the inevitable death by a second is better than nothing!

(End of this chapter)