This celebrity is overly enthusiastic!

Chapter 64 Accept your fate or try to change it?

Chen Hong burst into tears, and Chen Yuan hugged the trembling, emotionally distraught woman tightly, feeling a pang of unease himself.

Her experience is all too common in this industry; it doesn't even qualify as one of the most dramatic stories.

If my sister had been born twenty years later, with her stunning looks, she could have amassed a fortune as a livestreamer on Douyin and lived a very comfortable life.

But there are no "ifs." Even if she possessed the beauty of Diao Chan and Chang'e, the path left for her to climb the social ladder was very, very limited.

Ok?
My sister wants to take control of her own life, and I feel like I have the ability to help her!

Even if it doesn't exist now, it definitely will in the future.

Wouldn't doing this be incredibly effective in bringing the two of them closer?
After his sister cried herself to sleep, Chen Yuan whispered comforting words in her ear:

"If you, sister, intend to continue as before, retire from acting and follow Brother Chen, helping him manage behind-the-scenes affairs and keeping a close eye on him, then perhaps this is your destiny, sister."

But sister, you can choose a different fate!

You're so young and beautiful, you can continue acting, and leverage your years of experience and connections in the industry to manage projects. You can live a life of your own, without being anyone's appendage.

It took Chen Hong a long time to stop crying. Her lips trembled, and she choked out her words:
"Easy for you to say. I only got my current status because of Old Chen's name. Otherwise, would you have invited me to act? Don't give me that nice talk."

Chen Hong raised her head, her swollen eyes meeting Chen Yuan's determined gaze. She froze, and a sob caught in her throat.

After stammering for a while, she asked uncertainly, "Chen Yuan, you, you want to help me?"

Chen Yuan grasped Chen Hong's hand, which trembled slightly from crying:
"Although the metaverse is rising rapidly, it cannot gain momentum by always going it alone."

When dealing with the Beijing entertainment circle, finding partners is essential.

But it doesn't matter who you choose, so why not find someone you know well and get along with?

In her previous life, after retiring from acting, Chen Hong switched to working behind the scenes as a producer, and has been helping to manage Chen Kai's films.

While not exactly famous, she certainly demonstrates hard work and meticulousness.

She has been in the industry for many years and has accumulated a wide network of connections. The metaverse really lacks talents like her.

We all share the surname Chen. If we can be a producer for Brother Chen, why can't we be a producer for Chen Yuan?
Don't you find me despicable and filthy?

Chen Yuan slapped her lower body, causing his sister, who had just been forcefully dragging him to the bed, to tremble violently.

"Sister, you are the most beautiful woman in the inland area. I'm not going to marry you or date you. We just appreciate each other's abilities and get what we need. What's there to complain about?"

Chen Hong's eyes dimmed slightly. She felt Chen Yuan's fingers scratching her palm, and she was so frightened that she pulled her hand back.

"No, no, I can't, I can't!"

She, who had been immersed in grief, was now in a state of extreme panic.

Now it seems that Chen Hong has the power to choose her own life.

"I can't, I really can't."

Chen Hong kept repeating this phrase, and Chen Yuan pulled the woman, who had just cried herself to sleep, into his arms.

The sister who had previously been tearing at him was now struggling violently.

"No, Chen Yuan, my mind is a mess right now. Let me think about it. Wait a minute!"

Just as Chen Yuan was about to use other means to calm his panicked sister, her phone rang. It was her brother Chen calling.

Chen Hong gripped her phone, made a shushing gesture, and said sternly to Chen Yuan, "I'm going to call Lao Chen now, you'd better not make any noise!"

As she spoke, two rosy blushes appeared on her cheeks.

She is now genuinely afraid that Chen Yuan will lay a hand on her.

But she had no choice but to use this phone call to scare Chen Yuan, who had already cornered her, away.

Damn it, I shouldn't have called Chen Yuan over in a fit of pique!

Fortunately, Chen Yuan knew his limits and didn't play any pranks, leaving obediently. Relieved, Chen Hong answered the phone, her slightly hoarse voice coldly saying, "Hey, what do you want calling so late?"

"Finally connected! Honghong, are you crying?"

Chen Hong sniffed, wiping away the two tears that had just streamed down her face, maintaining her previous cold tone:
No, you misheard.

“Let me tell you, Honghong, don’t believe the nonsense from those gossip media outlets. They’re shameless! People can’t be that shameless!”

Chen Hong couldn't help but sigh. This old Chen still treats her like a child.

After hearing his explanation, Chen Hong almost cried again.

The paparazzi found him with the secretly taken photos, simply because they wanted to extort money from him.

As it turned out, Old Chen couldn't see things clearly. His intellectual pride got the better of him, and he directly cursed the paparazzi and even threatened to sue them.

Enraged, the paparazzi immediately sold Old Chen's incriminating information to a gossip magazine!
I really don't know what to say about him!

Just as she was growing impatient with the excuses of the man who had deeply hurt her, Chen Yuan, who had just left, sneaked back in.

Looking at his handsome, wicked face, Chen Hong was so frightened that the hairs on her body stood on end!

Old Chen did wrong her, but it seems she also wronged Old Chen a little!
While tightly gripping her phone, Chen Hong glared at Chen Yuan with a ferocious expression, waving her hand to signal him not to come over and cause trouble.

As the man approached the bed step by step, she was so frightened that she moved back little by little.

However, the scenario she had imagined—that little bastard Chen Yuan taking the opportunity to toy with her—did not play out.

After standing by the bed, he pulled out a pair of high heels from behind his back and held them in front of him.

He then mouthed: "A gift for you."

Chen Hong listened to Lao Chen's explanation on the phone, but not a single word of it registered with her; she was completely absorbed by Chen Yuan's actions in front of her.

The man was carrying a pair of light pink pointed stilettos, the shiny surface of which was adorned with tiny, star-like glitter.

The light gold stilettos are about 8 centimeters long, with a very youthful and fashionable style. Surprisingly, the brand is Roger Vivier, a top luxury brand from France.

This must have been prepared by him for Fan Binbin.

Why would Chen Yuan give me a pair of high heels, especially in such an awkward situation?
Before she could think about it further, Chen Yuan grabbed her foot. Chen Hong wanted to resist, but was afraid of making too much noise.
It only kicked twice symbolically before obediently staying still.

She saw Chen Yuan use his left hand to hold her ankle with the base of his thumb, and his right hand to gently push the toe of her shoe into place. The high heels were thus put on her feet by the man himself.

She felt the soft texture of sheepskin lining her feet as her curled toes relaxed. Looking at Chen Yuan's gentle and handsome face, her heart began to pound wildly!
Her mind finally started working. She was an actress, and how could she not understand the imagery that high heels represented as a cultural symbol in movies!

Women's high heels represent power, sexual tension, different attitudes towards life, and at certain times, they also serve as a vehicle for the awakening of self-awareness.

He wanted to regain his sexiness and beauty and forge his own path in life!

As Chen Hong listened to Old Chen's incessant cursing of the paparazzi through the phone receiver, her mind went blank, her eyes fixed on her feet in high heels.

Wearing light pink high heels, her calves looked even slimmer and more slender. How long had it been since she had worn such high heels?
I don't remember very clearly, but it seems like I haven't worn it much since I got pregnant with my eldest son.

Now that Chen Yuan has put it back on, she feels a touch of girlish shyness.

After he put on his shoes, he kept holding onto them, holding them up and showing them to her from various angles.

While making a phone call to deal with Lao Chen, Chen Hong lay on the bed admiring the pair of high heels.

Chen Yuan stood directly by the bed, pressing his high heels against his own muscular chest.

Chen Hong stared wide-eyed!

When he came in earlier, I was too impulsive and tore off all the buttons of his shirt.

Now, with him dressed in tattered clothes and her high heels pressing down on his chest, the scene was so sexually charged that Chen Hong felt her mouth go dry and her hand holding the phone was unsteady!
Chen Yuan acted as a platform, silently watching his sister's broken yet beautiful face, which had just been crying and whose eyes were red and swollen, but which now revealed a girlish shyness.

He supported her lower limbs, making her feel as if she were standing on the ground, and changed her posture to admire the beautiful high heels he had given her from various angles.

(End of this chapter)