I am a historical film director in the entertainment industry.

"Wake up, darling, eat something to replenish your energy." Cheng Sheng gently woke the sleeping Scarlett.

Scarlett was still in a daze. She subconsciously reached out and groped around, her fingertips gripping the objects beside her. She instinctively pulled hard, but after two attempts she couldn't move them. She looked closer in confusion, and it took her a while to fully wake up. Her cheeks instantly turned bright red.

At the sink, Scarlett brushed her teeth while mumbling, "Cheng, I was so tired from running so many events yesterday, my legs are still sore."

Cheng Sheng leaned against the doorframe, a playful smile on his face: "So, do you like it or not?"

“The schedule is indeed too rushed.” Scarlett spat out her mouthwash and admitted frankly, “I have too many things scheduled lately and I can’t keep up. Next time, I’ll just slow down.”

“No problem.” Cheng Sheng readily agreed. “I just ordered takeout: steak and Australian lobster.”

Scarlett's eyes lit up, and she wrapped her arms around his waist, pleading sweetly, "My legs are too weak to walk, you need to carry me downstairs."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Cheng Sheng carried her downstairs for a meal. After the meal, the two changed into loose casual clothes and did some simple makeup to cover their facial features and avoid being photographed by Hollywood paparazzi.

This area is full of detached villas owned by wealthy people. It is sparsely populated and has tight security. You rarely run into acquaintances on weekdays.

The two had been walking along the lakeside trail for less than 500 meters when a tall, white man walked towards them.

The man first gave Scarlett a polite nod, then his gaze fell on Cheng Sheng's hand tightly gripping Scarlett's waist. His brows furrowed, and his tone became scrutinizing: "Hello, Scarlett, sir, what is your relationship with her?"

Cheng Sheng smiled knowingly, recognizing the person at a glance.

Ryan Reynolds, the Marvel actor known to all, nicknamed Deadpool, is the male lead of the Deadpool series.

According to the original timeline, without Cheng Sheng's intervention, Ryan would have fallen in love with and married Scarlett next year, but the marriage would have lasted only two years before ending in divorce.

Cheng Sheng didn't directly answer the question. Instead, he intertwined his fingers tightly with Scarlett's, turned to look at the woman beside him, and asked in a lazy, teasing tone, "You know him? A suitor?"

Scarlett glanced at Ryan casually and smiled frankly, "I wouldn't call myself an acquaintance, just one of many suitors. In Hollywood, the number of people pursuing me could circle the entire mountain road, but I've never been moved."

Cheng Sheng was not surprised at all.

Scarlett Johansson has become incredibly popular in the European and American entertainment industry, and is the dream girl of countless men, with numerous suitors.

Ryan's face darkened completely, and jealousy surged in his eyes.

He had been pursuing Scarlett for six months, and even holding hands had been politely rejected. Yet this Asian man was behaving intimately with Scarlett. He immediately stepped forward and harshly rebuked, "Let go of her hand right now."

He was filled with resentment.

In his preconceived notion, Asian men have always been marginalized in Hollywood circles and have no right to get close to Scarlett Johansson, let alone be so intimate.

Faced with Ryan's hostile questioning, Cheng Sheng remained unmoved, his eyes filled with coldness, and his tone indifferent and aloof: "I'm sorry, sir, I cannot agree."

Scarlett immediately stepped to the side, pressing herself close to Cheng Sheng. A glint of coldness flashed in her emerald eyes, and her tone was equally icy: "Ryan, Cheng is my boyfriend. Please watch your words." Ryan's face instantly turned ashen, his jealousy almost unbearable. His voice was filled with rage: "Scarlett, the entire Hollywood circle knows I'm pursuing you. Now you just grab some random Asian man and call him your boyfriend? Even if you don't want to accept me, there's no need to humiliate me in such a perfunctory way."

“Ignorant.” Scarlett’s lips curled into an undisguised sneer, her eyes filled with blatant contempt. “You don’t even know Cheng? Your vision is so narrow. You can see the limit to your future development in Hollywood at a glance.”

Ryan scoffed, his face full of mockery: "Why should I know him? Does he hold sway over the eight major Hollywood studios? Or is he a top-tier financial tycoon? He's just an unknown nobody."

Cheng Sheng didn't bother arguing with Ryan from beginning to end. He turned to Scarlett beside him and said in a gentle tone, completely ignoring Ryan's flushed face: "Scarlett, there's no need to waste time with idle people. We were just taking a walk to relax. Don't let him ruin our fun."

Upon hearing this, Scarlett's fierceness vanished, and her expression softened instantly.

She tiptoed slightly and took the initiative to kiss Cheng Sheng's lips, her actions open and honest, without any attempt to hide anything.

Then he turned to Ryan, who was frozen in place, and said in a crisp and resolute tone: "Ryan, now it's enough to prove that I don't like you. There's no need to bother me anymore."

“Honey, let’s go.”

Scarlett affectionately took Cheng Sheng's left arm and leaned her weight slightly against him.

Cheng Sheng felt his left arm instantly pressed tightly against two firm, soft, and full breasts. The close contact was clear and warm, and the evening breeze brought a faint fragrance of hair, causing him to lose his senses for a moment.

In a moment of distraction, a melodious tune inexplicably appeared in his ears, accompanied by the howling north wind and fluttering snowflakes.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Ryan behind him. Ryan's shoulders were tense, his face was pale, his hands were clenched tightly, and his jaw was trembling slightly. He looked defeated and heartbroken, perfectly replicating the famous scene of Yuan Hua's heartbroken and lonely figure in the snow.

This was certainly Cheng Sheng's momentary illusion, but he was 100% certain that Ryan had completely broken down.

In Ryan's preconceived notion, Asian men have always been at the bottom of the social hierarchy and are not worthy of having Scarlett O'Hara.

Having your love stolen by an Asian rival you look down on, and with your mind uncontrollably conjuring up images of Scarlett nestled in Cheng Sheng's arms, heartbreak is inevitable.

After this abrupt confrontation, their interest in taking a walk completely vanished.

The evening breeze was slightly cool, and the silence along the way made the atmosphere bland and dull.

Scarlett looked up at Cheng Sheng first and suggested softly, "Let's go back and continue studying the script of 'Juno'."

Cheng Sheng naturally had no objections whatsoever.

He was enjoying himself immensely. Rather than aimless walks, his real pastime was immersing himself in the script with Scarlett, dissecting the psychological and physiological details of Juno's unexpected pregnancy step by step, following the characters' storylines.

It was nighttime in Los Angeles, a twelve-hour time difference, while it was daytime in China.

A set of unedited candid photos taken at Los Angeles Airport quietly went viral on major social media platforms in China, quickly climbing to the top of the trending topics list.

In the scene, Chen Hong and Xu Fan walk side by side, while a strange man helps them carry their suitcases. The three are close together, relaxed, and appear unusually intimate. (End of Chapter)