I am a historical film director in the entertainment industry.

Zhang Meng's beauty is not superficial; behind it lies a profound depth born from her experience in the workplace and the world of fame and fortune.

So when she changed into those curve-hugging materials, the tension was like a tidal wave about to burst its banks. The so-called "uncontrollable" visual effect was actually a kind of confidence that was about to burst forth.

To be fair, although Zhang Meng's face was ruined by plastic surgery, her figure is truly irresistible.

Cheng Sheng really couldn't understand why a capitalist's wife would compete with a celebrity for a job, making things difficult for herself and causing her husband's family to lose face.

Cheng Sheng felt that the body was more attractive than the face. The body was not flawless, but it added to the sense of realism.

Thinking about all this, Cheng Sheng secretly resolved that he would never allow Zhang Meng to undergo cosmetic surgery again and that she must be allowed to age naturally.

He doesn't want to see Zhang Meng with that tech-savvy face in the future.

Cheng Sheng looked at Zhang Meng's profile. Her eyelashes were long and trembling slightly. Her lips were slightly pursed, showing a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

Cheng Sheng couldn't resist leaning closer and gently kissing her cheek.

Zhang Meng felt a layer of fine goosebumps instantly rise on the back of his neck, and even the hair on his arms stood on end.

She could even clearly feel the rise and fall of Cheng Sheng's chest, and the warmth of his breath brushing against her ear.

Although she had done it once or even several times before, she still felt very nervous.

Cheng Sheng seemed to know that Zhang Meng was nervous, but he didn't make any big movements with his hands. Instead, he gently rubbed her back.

The caresses between lovers quickly made Zhang Meng relax.

"Mengmeng, when we get back, you'll sign with my company. I'll make you more famous than anyone else," Cheng Sheng said softly.

Cheng Sheng has always been very generous to his woman, and he treats her like an object of everyone's envy.

Even if Zhang Meng were to become a producer like in another world, Cheng Sheng would arrange it for her.

Moreover, Cheng Sheng believes that Zhang Meng is better at being a producer than a star, and it would be a shame not to use such a talented person.

In another world, she successfully took the helm of Shanghai Yaoke Media with her talent and wisdom, bringing audiences many high-quality film and television works.

This turn of events undoubtedly marks another glamorous transformation for her in the entertainment industry.

Zhang Meng's success is not accidental, but the result of her years of hard work and perseverance.

She once said, "In the entertainment industry, without real talent, you will eventually be eliminated."

It is this unwavering spirit that has enabled her to continue moving forward on her acting career.

On the grand stage of the entertainment industry, Zhang Meng has won the favor of the audience and the recognition of the industry with her strength and talent.

If Zhang Mengzhen really wants to be a producer, Cheng Sheng will arrange a top-notch team to help her.

"Yes, I believe you." Zhang Meng nodded, his eyes filled with surprise and excitement.

"Then how will you repay me?" Cheng Sheng asked with a smile.

"Do you like this?" Zhang Meng pushed Cheng Sheng away, turned her back, and lifted her beautiful, pert buttocks.

"Hehe, of course I like it..."

Cheng Sheng was extremely excited. Zhang Meng was even bolder and more flamboyant than he had imagined. She truly deserved to be a future female celebrity who could show off her figure in a bikini at the beach.

It's well known that female celebrities generally wouldn't dare wear bikinis at the beach, let alone expose their figures, in order to avoid scandals.

Zhang Meng is also exceptionally good at understanding men's minds. She knows what men like and what romance is. Even Li Xiaoran is not as good as Zhang Meng in this respect.

Li Xiaoran is quite bold; she doesn't care what others think of her when she does things.

When Li Xiaoran turns 45, she wears a see-through outfit that's practically nonexistent, prompting netizens to comment: "Her eyes are practically pregnant; she's not covering anything."

Cheng Sheng had seen Li Xiaoran's see-through outfit from another memory—a nude-colored sheer wrap dress.

The moment the camera zoomed in, the flesh-colored undershirt was revealed under the strong light, and the waistline and leg contours were clearly visible. From a distance, it looked as if the person was not wearing any clothes at all.

Li Xiaoran is bold, but she's still not as alluring and seductive as Zhang Meng. Zeng Li is even less comparable to Zhang Meng; she's much more conservative.

In the early hours of the morning, there was a strange vibration coming from the hotel room. Fortunately, the hotel room was well soundproofed, otherwise I would have been the subject of complaints.

Disturbing someone's sleep so early in the morning is a real blow, especially for single people.

After trembling for almost two hours, it finally quieted down.

While Zeng Li and Zhang Meng were taking a shower in the bathroom, Cheng Sheng finally picked up his phone.

He remained calm despite the numerous missed calls and messages.

For the past hour, my phone has been ringing non-stop.

Cheng Sheng is busy!
How could I possibly answer the phone? I could only turn off the silent mode.

Actually, Cheng Sheng didn't need to answer; he already knew who was calling him—it must be someone from the film crew.

Since he left the hotel and came to Zeng Li's place last night, he hasn't gone back.

The crew members noticed he was missing, so they called or messaged him.

Cheng Sheng opened his phone and saw more than twenty missed calls. His lips twitched a few times. There really were a lot.

Da Tiantian, Li Xiaoran, Liu Dehua, Li Naiwen, Pengdamo, etc.

It seems that their disappearance has made them anxious.

Cheng Sheng dialed the phone number of the enlarged demon.

Ring!

It rang for two seconds, and then the call was answered instantly.

"My dear Director Cheng, where have you been? We're all so worried! We're like ants on a hot plate, calling you all morning but you didn't answer. We were all thinking something had happened to you..."

Before Cheng Sheng could speak, the other party launched into a long speech. Cheng Sheng quickly interrupted, "Stop, I'm sorry, I went to pick someone up and accidentally put my phone on silent, so I didn't hear your call. I'm sorry to have made you worry."

"Director, could you please let us know in advance next time you're going out?"

"Don't worry, there won't be a next time. Okay, I'm not talking to you anymore, I'll be right back."

After Cheng Sheng finished speaking, he hung up the phone; he didn't want to listen to the bloated devil's nagging.

"Who did you call?"

At this moment, Zeng Li came out wrapped in a bath towel, drying her hair as she asked curiously.

“The bloated demon, the assistant director of the film crew,” Cheng Sheng replied.

“They must be worried because they can’t find you,” Zeng Li said.

“I was supposed to go back in the morning, so I didn’t inform them.”

Cheng Sheng originally came to see Zeng Li last night, intending to take her back early this morning, but Zhang Meng, that clingy devil, was there, and the time was delayed.

Zeng Li didn't continue the topic, but urged, "Then why don't you get up quickly? They must be worried sick."

"Hmm." Cheng Sheng nodded, lifted the blanket, and walked towards the bathroom.

As soon as the bathroom door was opened, Zhang Meng's scream rang out.

"Mengmeng, we're an old married couple, why are you still shy!"

As Cheng Sheng spoke, he closed the bathroom door.

Zeng Li, standing outside, shook her head with a helpless smile. (End of Chapter)