Chinese entertainment industry has been booming since 2008.

After New Year's Day, filming of "The Heirs" continued. Jing Tian was getting into the swing of things, Lin Yushen was working diligently, and Wang Like was indifferent to Zhang Yang. However, this only made Zhang Yang more eager to get closer to Zhang Yang.

That evening, after filming wrapped up, Zhang Yang approached Wang Like and asked with a smile, "Sister Wang, are you free tonight?"

Wang Like frowned and said calmly, "Evening? How late?"

Zhang Yang looked sincere and said earnestly, "How late do you want to go, Sister Wang? I'm fine with anything, I can stay up all night."

Wang Like tilted his head, feigning ignorance, and asked innocently, "What can you do by working without sleep or rest?"

"you."

Upon hearing Zhang Yang's words, Wang Like could no longer hold back. Her pretty face flushed red, and she felt a surge of anger. However, Zhang Yang was, after all, an investor, and he had always treated her well, so she decided to endure it.

Seeing that Wang Like's expression was somewhat unpleasant, Zhang Yang continued, "You... guess?"

Wang Like rolled her eyes.

It was intentional!!

It was absolutely intentional!!

Taking a deep breath, Wang Like curled his lip and said in a teasing tone, "President Zhang, don't try to pick me up with your low-level womanizing tricks. I don't want to be scummed by you."

"Sister Wang, I don't like hearing that. How can you call my admiration for you a way to pick up girls?"

"Your affection for me?"

After meeting Zhang Yang's gaze, Wang Like wrinkled his nose: "Mr. Zhang, you seem to have forgotten that your room is right next to mine. When Yang Mi and Fan Bingbing came to visit the set, I heard everything clearly at night."

Wang Like's words were practically exposing Zhang Yang's true colors, but he still said without batting an eye, "Sister Wang, I always thought that I loved them the most, but after spending time with them, I've realized that what I love the most is love itself."

Wang Like deliberately rubbed his arms: "I'm getting goosebumps. Sure enough, a man's mouth is a liar's mouth. He never tells the truth."

In response to Wang Like's teasing, Zhang Yang retorted, "Don't men always tell the truth? When I said you're good-looking, wasn't that the truth?"

"Stop, stop, stop flirting with me..."

Wang Li was worried that if she listened to Zhang Yang's sweet words a few more times, she would lose her bearings. Although she had been praised for her good looks since her debut, being praised by a big star like Zhang Yang, who had both good looks and talent and wealth, was obviously more intoxicating.

"Sister Wang, you've misunderstood me. I just wanted to invite you to dinner."

Wang Li neither confirmed nor denied Zhang Yang's words, then, as if remembering something, smiled and said, "I know a really authentic Sichuan restaurant nearby. I heard you like spicy food?"

Hearing Wang Like's words, Zhang Yang asked curiously, "How did you know I like spicy food?"

Raising an eyebrow, Wang Like said smugly, "It's written on Baidu Baike (Baidu Encyclopedia), saying you're simple, honest, reliable, and devoted in love. Did you get someone to write that yourself?"

At this moment, Zhang Yang could no longer keep up the act and burst into laughter, saying, "Sister Wang, you have a keen eye for people! You figured it out!"

The two left the film set chatting and laughing, and arrived at the parking lot. Watching Wang Like get into his car, Zhang Yang laughed and said, "Sister Wang, you just swaggered into my car like that, aren't you afraid of rumors about us?"

Wang Like seemed to react a beat late, belatedly saying, "Oh yeah, how about I give you the address, you drive there first, and I'll take a taxi?"

If Wang Like's story were told before Zhang Yang's time travel, people would definitely say he was insensitive.

Seeing that Wang Like was about to get out of the car, Zhang Yang immediately locked the doors and pretended to be angry, saying, "Once you're in my car, don't even think about getting out!"

Seeing that Zhang Yang had already said that, Wang Li didn't continue talking about taking a taxi. Instead, he started fastening his seatbelt and tentatively asked, "Zhang Yang, would you mind sharing with me your experience as a scumbag?"

"What? Sister Wang, do you want to be a scumbag?"

"I don't have much life experience, so listening to more gossip will come in handy when I film urban dramas and romance scenes in the future. Of course, if you don't want to talk about it, that's fine too..."

As Zhang Yang started the car, he sighed, "Sigh, if I said that my being a scumbag is purely God's fault, would you believe me?"

Wang Li rolled her eyes at Zhang Yang, annoyed: "Is it really okay for you to shift the blame like this?"

Zhang Yang really wanted to say, "I'm telling the truth. When God assigned me my attributes, I had too little willpower. If this isn't my fault, whose fault is it?"

Seeing that Zhang Yang did not refute, Wang Li did not want to make the atmosphere awkward, so she began to introduce the Sichuan restaurant she had mentioned.

To be honest, Wang Li is indeed a great actor; his eloquence is truly amazing. Zhang Yang really wanted to try it, but unfortunately, he could only dream about it.

And so, Wang Like gave directions, and Zhang Yang drove her to what she considered an authentic Sichuan restaurant.

And you know what? Sichuan cuisine is a perfect match for the dead of winter, just like beer and fried chicken.

The food was delicious, and with such a beautiful woman as Wang Like accompanying him, Zhang Yang was very satisfied with the meal.

He would have been even more satisfied if Wang Like had agreed to discuss the true meaning of life with him that evening. Unfortunately, just as he was starting to get a little interested in that area, Wang Like changed the subject.

...

The colorful neon lights shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting dappled shadows on the glass of the room. Jing Tian put down the script in her hand. These were the scenes to be filmed tomorrow, and she needed to memorize them all so that she wouldn't hold Zhang Yang back tomorrow.

Thinking of Zhang Yang, she stood up from the sofa, walked to the window, and habitually looked down at the familiar street below the hotel, only to unexpectedly catch sight of two familiar figures.

Zhang Yang tilted his head slightly to listen to Wang Like's words, a faint smile on his lips.

Jing Tian's fingers tightened unconsciously, and a chilling cold emanated from the icy glass.

"Tian Tian, ​​what are you looking at?"

Her assistant's voice came from behind her. She snapped back to reality and forced a smile: "It's nothing, the night is beautiful tonight."

In the bathroom, Jing Tian carefully examined himself in the mirror.

The girl in the mirror had delicate features and her skin shone like pearls under the light. She thought of Wang Like, who could attract most people's attention even without makeup.

"What is it about me that I lack compared to her?"

Jing Tian asked himself softly, his voice sounding particularly lonely in the empty bathroom.

She remembered the first time she met Wang Like. It was at the script reading for "The Heirs". Wang Like was wearing a simple white shirt and jeans, but he was able to quiet the entire meeting room when he read his lines.

Zhang Yang looked at her with undisguised admiration, a gaze Jing Tian had never received before.

With a sigh, Jing Tian came out of the bathroom, curled up on the sofa, his phone screen lit up, showing his chat with Zhang Yang.

The last message she sent was "Goodnight" three days ago, but the other party did not reply.

Looking at her phone, Jing Tian seemed to see Zhang Yang smiling at her, and couldn't help but mutter to herself, "Zhang Yang, why did you reject me?"