Huayu: The young actress is heavily dependent on me

The door to the private room was suddenly pushed open.

Naza stood at the door, wearing a well-tailored black coat, her red lips slightly upturned.

"A gathering of Chinese people," she said, walking straight towards Chen Li, her high heels clicking on the floor.

Why didn't anyone notify me?

"Sister Zha, what brings you here? This is a gathering of the Wu Xin: The Monster Killer cast, what are you doing here?"

Chen Li watched as Na Zha walked towards him with a smile on his face, and smiled helplessly.

Naza hasn't seen him for a while, so he couldn't help but come knocking on his door?

"What? I can't come? You don't welcome me?"

"Oh no! Welcome, welcome!"

Jin Chen almost dropped the sunflower seeds in her hand.

She turned to look at Han Dongjun, whose hand holding the wine glass was suspended in mid-air. The two exchanged the same bewildered look.

This is the leading lady of our own company. She rarely appears at dinner parties except for filming and commercial performances.

When did she and Chen Li become so close?

She touched him a little, her arm almost touching his sleeve.

Wang Yanlin stood frozen in place, holding his wine glass, his mouth agape in a small "O" shape.

Dude, you're awesome!

He quietly nudged Jin Chen's chair leg with his toe and whispered:

"Wow, this guy has been hiding his true colors."

Chen Yao was still standing next to the karaoke machine, her fingers gripping the microphone, her fingertips icy cold.

She looked at Nazha standing naturally next to Chen Li, the two of them so intimate, and felt somewhat dazed.

Nazar is Tangren's top female star, and she is her senior colleague in the same company.

Can I... compare to her?

Chen Yao suddenly felt a little frustrated.

After finishing their song and having a satisfying meal, the group prepared to leave.

When Chen Li and Nazha came out of the private room side by side, there were hardly any people left in the corridor.

As Jin Chen left, she glanced back at the two of them, her eyes conveying, "I saw through this a long time ago." Without saying anything more, she pushed the slightly tipsy Wang Yanlin toward the elevator.

After all, the Queen of the Sea understands the King of the Sea! They're both on the same page.

Han Dongjun told Chen Li that he would see her on set tomorrow, and his gaze lingered on Nazha for half a second politely, without asking anything.

Chen Yao walked at the back, the hem of her dark red jacket flashing at the corner of the corridor before disappearing at the stairwell without looking back.

Naza leaned against the door of the private room, her arms crossed over her chest, watching the last figure disappear at the end of the corridor.

Then she pulled a few bills out of her bag and placed them on the bar counter, as swiftly as if she were paying the bill at home.

As the cashier took the money, she turned her head and winked at Chen Li, her red lips slightly upturned, her eyes conveying a sense of certainty that "you can't escape."

Chen Li saw it all and understood perfectly.

Her insistence on paying the bill was simply a way of seizing control of the situation.

Sure enough, after paying the bill, Nazha turned to look at him, took half a step forward, and lowered her voice to say:

"My room is upstairs."

She had somehow acquired a room key in her hand, which she held between two fingers and waved in front of him.

Before Chen Li could speak, she had already turned and walked towards the elevator without looking back, as if she was certain that he would follow.

Chen Li watched her back as her black coat swayed gently with her steps, her two long, straight legs dazzlingly white under the corridor lights.

He gave a helpless laugh, draped his coat over his arm, and followed.

Twenty minutes later, Chen Li leaned against the headboard of the hotel room bed, the sound of running water in the bathroom had just stopped.

The door opened, and a soft, fragrant body wrapped in a bathrobe rushed towards him. Her wet, long hair brushed against his neck, and the sweet scent of shower gel instantly enveloped him.

Naza buried her face in his chest, took a deep breath, as if all the words she had been holding back all night were contained in this embrace.

"Speak," she said, resting her head on his chest and tracing circles on his collarbone with her fingers.

"Did you have a girlfriend while I was away?"

Chen Li was both amused and exasperated, and reached out to tuck the damp stray hairs from her forehead behind her ear:

"What are you saying? How could that be?"

"What about Chen Yao?" Nazha propped herself up, the collar of her bathrobe slipping half an inch to one side, revealing a section of her delicate collarbone.

"I saw it with my own eyes—the way you two were looking at each other while you were singing was practically drooling. Don't think I stood at the door for ages before I went in; I was just waiting for you to finish singing."

"I'd like to see which little devil has gotten attached to you while I'm not around."

Chen Li was taken aback by her question, then smiled and shook his head:

"Don't talk nonsense. My relationship with Chen Yao is completely innocent. We are just acting partners and classmates, nothing more."

He reached out and pinched her cheek gently, as if soothing a cat with its fur standing on end.

Naza stared at him for two seconds, as if trying to find some flaw in his eyes.

Then she smiled with satisfaction, the corners of her mouth turning up, her entire aura switching from that of an interrogator back to that of a little fox.

She slowly untied the belt of her bathrobe, her movements unhurried, the corners of her lips slightly upturned, her eyes carrying a hint of cunning and a subtle possessiveness.

"Then guess," she said, pulling her bathrobe down over her shoulders and whispering in his ear.

"If that girl knew you were with me tonight—how would she react?"

Chen Li: ...

Damn! How come the drama is slowly taking a strange turn?

"Hmph! I don't care what your relationship is with her, you're mine tonight! She won't get any!"

Naza started touching and getting excited, getting into the mood.

"You'd better make it up to me today..."

......

After filming for a day, Chen Yao had just removed her makeup and was about to return to her apartment when she was stopped by Cai Yinong's assistant, who said that President Cai wanted her to go to her office.

She changed into clean casual clothes, her heart pounding with anxiety.

General Manager Cai doesn't usually call people in for private talks. Whenever he does, it's always for important business—either a role adjustment or a contractual issue...

Could I have done something wrong?

Cai Yinong's office is on the second floor of Tangren Film & Television's Hengdian branch, with the vermilion palace walls of the Ming and Qing Palaces right outside the window.

When Chen Yao pushed open the door, Cai Yinong was sitting behind her desk looking through a list of artists. Hearing the noise, she looked up and gestured for Chen Yao to sit down in the chair opposite her.

"Chen Yao, how's filming going lately?"

Cai Yinong picked up her teacup, took a sip, and spoke as if it were a casual conversation.

"It's great. Director Lin said I got into character quickly, and my scenes with Chen Li went quite smoothly."

Chen Yao sat properly with her hands on her knees.

"Chen Li." Cai Yinong repeated the name, placed the teacup back on the table, crossed her hands on the table, looked into Chen Yao's eyes, and got straight to the point.

What do you think of Chen Li as a person?

Chen Yao was caught off guard by this sudden question.

She lowered her head, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes, her voice noticeably softer than usual:

"I think...this person is pretty good."

Cai Yinong leaned back in her chair, looking at her own daughter-in-law's shy and demure appearance, and took a deep breath, almost fainting.

Damn it! At first, I was thinking that Chen Yao could win over Chen Li and then keep him tied down.

How come my own cabbage got stolen first?

Damn it, Cai Yinong even considered finding a feng shui master to take a good look at the feng shui of his company.

Why are all the female celebrities in my company so love-obsessed?

Cai Yinong looked at Chen Yao, who had her head down, with a look of disappointment and waved his hand.

Forget it, let's try anything, even if it's a long shot.

"Chen Yao, I'm going to give you a task."

"Oh, Mr. Cai? What's the task?"

"Uh, you go and take care of Chen Li!"