Is my roommate a caged bird? I'm stealing her away.

The director leaned closer: "We need to take more intimate photos in this set later. Get closer to each other and create the feeling that you have so much to say to each other."

Zhou Suisui was stunned for a moment.

What is the feeling of wanting to say a thousand words to the other person?

This is too abstract.

She looked at Chen Boxu.

Chen Boxu's face remained expressionless, appearing completely at ease.

"Ms. Zhou, the lighting is perfect now—" the director urged.

Zhou Suisui gritted her teeth and moved closer.

Chen Boxu lowered his head.

The two drew closer and closer. Close enough that she could feel his breath on her face.

Our noses were almost touching.

Zhou Suisui subconsciously shrank back.

"Ms. Zhou, don't move!" the director shouted. "It's almost done!"

Chen Boxu's gaze fell on her face.

Very deep.

Zhou Suisui felt a little flustered under his gaze.

"Step back a little," she said in a low voice.

Chen Boxu did not move.

"Be more professional," he said.

Zhou Suisui choked.

Who caused all this trouble!

The director was still yelling, "Just a little closer... Yes... Very good—"

Chen Boxu moved forward a little more.

His nose was almost touching hers.

Their breaths mingled.

A strange feeling crossed Zhou Suisui's mind.

Work, it's all work.

The shutter clicked.

As soon as it was over, Zhou Suisui quickly took a step back, putting some distance between herself and Chen Boxu.

She leaned closer to the monitor, where the director was replaying the video from earlier.

On the screen, he is holding her, and she is looking down at him.

This has such a great atmosphere!

Zhou Suisui wanted to ask the director for the video, but since it wasn't footage of a single person, she had to give up.

"This one's good." The director pointed to the screen. "This one's not bad either; there's something in his eyes."

He turned off the video and started looking through today's photos.

Zhou Suisui looked in the direction he was pointing and her eyes lit up instantly.

This is so beautiful! You photographed her so well.

The team Chen Boxu hired is truly amazing; they're all driven by the evil power of money.

After watching, she took out her phone, wanting the director to send her a solo photo, but was told it wasn't possible at the moment. Zhou Suisui waved her hand dismissively.

It's okay, she can take a selfie.

She stood by the sea, set up continuous shooting, struck a few affected poses, and pressed the shutter button several times in a row.

Zhou Suisui looked at the photos; they were very good.

Although these poses look too contrived in real life, they produce amazing results in photos.

Next comes the process of her restoring her beauty.

It was almost six o'clock when we finished work.

Zhou Suisui changed back into her own clothes and asked the staff member next to her:

"May I leave now?"

He paused for a moment, then said, "This... you should ask Mr. Chen."

Zhou Suisui nodded and walked towards the tent. The tent was nearly empty; equipment was being packed up.

She looked around but didn't see Chen Boxu.

"Where is General Manager Chen?"

Someone raised their chin and pointed to the corner.

Zhou Suisui followed her gaze. Chen Boxu was leaning back in a chair in the corner, his eyes closed.

Fell asleep.

People were coming and going around them—some packing things, some moving boxes, and some talking in hushed tones.

He slept peacefully amidst the noise.

Zhou Suisui stood still and looked for two seconds.

Sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the shed and fell on his face.

She suddenly noticed that his eyelashes were quite long.

And the way he looks when he's asleep is different from usual. Usually, his face is always cold, giving off an unapproachable vibe.

She looks quite cute when she's asleep.

She took a step forward as if possessed and stood in front of him.

He was still asleep, breathing steadily.

Zhou Suisui looked down at him.

I suddenly remembered the gossip I heard on my way home from get off work yesterday.

Chen Jianye was indeed his father.

Just then, Zhou Suisui returned from slacking off and was walking back to her workstation with her phone in hand.

At the end of the corridor, a group of people walked over.

The one at the very front looks to be around fifty years old, wearing a black suit and with his hair neatly combed.

Zhou Suisui's gaze had just swept over when she stopped.

That face.

His facial features are strikingly similar to Chen Boxu's.

But it's different.

Chen Boxu is cold, he is sharp.

Like a wild beast.

Those eyes swept over her, passing over her body.

Zhou Suisui suddenly felt a chill down her back.

It felt like a ferocious beast was passing by.

The group of people walked past her.

The footsteps faded into the distance.

Zhou Suisui turned her head and watched the figure disappear around the corner of the corridor.

Lin Ke leaned closer, her voice low:

"That scared me to death."

Zhou Suisui turned to look at her.

Lin Ke patted her chest, her eyes still fixed on the corridor:

"I got chills down my spine when that look swept over me just now."

Zhou Suisui hummed in agreement.

Lin Ke continued, her tone tinged with a sense of relief at surviving a close call:

"But I heard from them that the chairman has a lot of women, and he doesn't look old at all. You can't tell that he's almost sixty."

Zhou Suisui was taken aback.

"woman?"

Lin Ke nodded:

"Yes, the chairman has kept many women."

She paused, then lowered her voice:

"The veteran employees said that General Manager Chen is just copying what he's doing."

Zhou Suisui didn't say anything.

Lin Ke glanced at her:

"What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing much."

Zhou Suisui stood still and stared at him for a few seconds.

Then he bent down slightly and moved a little closer.

I wanted to see if he was really asleep.

Suddenly those eyes opened.

His amber eyes met her gaze.

Grass!

They got caught.

Zhou Suisui's heart tightened, and she froze. Then she pretended to look in another direction, looking like she was trying to hide something.

Chen Boxu did not move.

I just looked at her like that.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that his eyes looked a little lazy and his expression was relaxed, as if he had just woken up.

The next second, a hand suddenly grabbed the back of my neck.

The force was considerable.

He kept her at the same distance as before.

"Spying on me?"

His voice was low and husky, carrying the languor of someone who had just woken up.

Zhou Suisui was held by the back of her neck.

too close.

She was so close that she could see the bloodshot veins in his eyes, a clear sign of sleeplessness, and smell his faint scent.

She tried to keep her expression steady, her tone stiff:

"I'm here to ask when I can go home."

Upon hearing this, Chen Boxu's gaze fell upon her.

His eyes returned to their usual indifference, but the corners of his mouth twitched very slightly.

"Who said I could go home?"

Zhou Suisui was a little confused.

"We're done filming," she said. "It's already six o'clock."

When the other person didn't answer, she continued to ask:

"What's wrong?"

Chen Boxu released his hand, leaned back in his chair, and raised his chin to indicate that she should look at the phone in his hand.

"Electronic contracts".

Zhou Suisui was even more confused, and then took out her phone.

Chen Boxu looked at her, his tone indifferent:

Filming will last three days.

Zhou Suisui was stunned.

"Three days?"

She looked down at her phone, opened the contract Eva had sent, and scrolled down.

Find the shooting time column.

2026年7月3日—2026年7月6日

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It will take three days.

It's only the first day!

Zhou Suisui raised her head and looked at Chen Boxu.

Chen Boxu leaned back in his chair, looking a little sleepy.

"Finished watching?"

Zhou Suisui opened her mouth:

"So...where will I stay tonight?"

"The hotel," Chen Boxu said.

He paused for a moment.

"My neighbor."