Huayu Tianxian: This director is such a hypocrite!

In the monitoring room, Ye Chong felt a strange sense of unease.

It wasn't that he was angered by Chen Jinfei's two sentences; his gaze remained fixed on the girl next door.

What he cared about was Yifei's attitude.

In the alley, the night breeze rustled the fallen leaves, and a ray of light shone through the back door, illuminating Yifei's face and making her look like a holy goddess.

However, the goddess is a little unhappy now.

"Godfather, why did you say that about Ye Chong? Saying he's like 'the upper beam is crooked and the lower beam is crooked' is such a nasty thing to say! And..."

She paused, then crossed her arms and turned her head away.

"Besides, what does my dream of becoming an actress have to do with him? We were classmates, and he's a director. Shouldn't we cherish our friendship even more?"

"Yes!"

In the monitoring room, Ye Chong clenched his fist.

Sisi's answer this time was perfect; it was clear, articulate, and she looked stunning!

Mr. Tan, who was standing to the side, was stunned. He clicked his tongue, silently pulled up the staff member in the monitoring room, and quietly led him out.

In the monitoring room, Ye Chong turned his gaze to the other two.

Mother Liu's eyes showed reluctance, and her brows furrowed repeatedly.

She was clearly very conflicted.

"Sissi".

Chen Jinfei sighed softly.

"Godfather, have I ever harmed you?"

Yifei kept her head tilted to the side, so her expression couldn't be seen; only her soft voice could be heard.

"no."

"That settles it!"

Chen Jinfei raised his hand to put it on her shoulder, but she twisted it away.

"..."

"The main point of our argument today was Ye Chong. I've investigated him, and I think he's a scoundrel who's not worth befriending."

"You think we're all classmates, so let's assume for now that he's 'just' a classmate."

Liu Xiaoli, who was standing to the side, blinked and glared at Chen Jinfei, but the latter continued talking to himself.

"First of all, if you want to maintain your friendship with your classmates, your godfather won't force you, but you have to consider your mother and me. We're here to protect you, and this is your attitude?"

……

"That's disgusting, trying to play the family card!"

In the monitoring room, Ye Chong spat out a curse.

If Yifei hadn't warned him last time, he would have rushed out and kicked that old bastard to death long ago!

Whether playing the family card in the back alley is disgusting or not is another matter, but it works.

Yifei turned around, bowed slightly and apologized. When she looked up again, her eyes were already a little red.

"That's right!"

"Would your godfather harm you? I'm not saying you can't associate with him, but you two should be careful what you say!"

Liu Xiaoli seized the opportunity, stepped between the two, and pushed them inside.

"Alright, alright, it's the wrap party, they're treating us to dinner. It's not appropriate to disappear for too long."

Liu Xiaoli turned her head to look at her daughter: "You, calm down. There's a difference between boys and girls. Don't always act like a brat."

She then looked at Chen Jinfei: "You should also keep quiet. What Ye Chong does is his business. I support Qianqian associating with him; they're classmates!"

"Hmm..." Yifei nodded obediently, opened the door and went inside.

Behind them, Liu's mother and Chen Jinfei exchanged a glance and softly uttered a phrase: "It's better to guide than to block!"

……

"Is it better to guide than to block?"

When Ye Chong returned to the main table in the lobby, he was still muttering this word.

The noise in the hall almost broke through the ceiling, but when Yifei returned to the main table, it was somewhat subdued.

Looking at him like this, Ye Chong felt a pang of heartache for some reason.

Although Yifei chose this path to stardom, is it really the right choice to force her to suppress her true nature at the age when she loves to play the most?

"Ye Chong, sorry to keep you waiting. We went out and tried to persuade Qianqian a bit. She's still young and shouldn't drink alcohol."

"I understand, Aunt Liu."

Ye Chong still had that same smiling face; after a few minutes of not drinking, the rosy glow on his face had faded considerably.

"Come on, Uncle Chen, let me toast you."

"Okay, sure." Chen Jinfei didn't refuse. He thought the kid had backed down, just like last time.

But he was clearly wrong...

This time, Ye Chong didn't go out of his way to toast him. He raised his glass from afar, then tilted his head back and drank it down, giving the people at the main table a look.

"Great drinking capacity, Chong-di, so generous!" Chen Zhixi is always the woman who understands instantly.

Chen Jinfei held his wine glass, breathing heavily through his nose.

He has traveled all over the country and met countless wealthy businessmen and attended countless banquets.

There are probably no more than five people who could force him to drink!

Suddenly, Liu's mother glared at him.

His cheeks twitched twice, and then a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Hehehe... Director Ye is young and promising, Chen Jinfei admires him."

Ye Chong: "You flatter me!"

Dry, extremely dry!

The wrap party was even more silent; the producers didn't dare to breathe, and the actors and crew didn't dare to come over to offer toasts.

These four people went out for a while. When they came back, one was all smiles, one was silent, one swallowed his anger, and one became even more domineering.

At the dinner table, Chen Jinfei finished his drink and stopped looking at Ye Chong across from him. He turned his head and suddenly picked up a piece of poached chicken and put it in Yi Fei's bowl: "Qianqian has lost weight. Filming must be hard. Eat more."

Yifei thanked her quietly, but didn't touch the piece of chicken with her chopsticks.

Ye Chong's eyelids trembled, and the smile between his brows finally disappeared.

What the hell does this old man mean? Is he doing this on purpose for me?

He was tall and had long arms, so he actually stood up and reached across half the table to take the chicken from her bowl with his chopsticks, putting it into his own plate: "She doesn't eat the skin, so I took care of it for her."

The movements were fluid and graceful, as if they had been rehearsed countless times.

Everyone at the table was dumbfounded!

Hey! What are you doing? This provocation is way too obvious!

"Clang—"

It looked like someone was trying to get up and bumped their head on the edge of the table.

Liu's mother's brows furrowed suddenly, and Chen Jinfei squinted as he lowered his buttocks, his cheeks puffing out again.

That brat, he's gone too far! If Xiaoli hadn't stopped him...

Just you wait, you'll get your comeuppance later!

"Hehehe..." Chen Jinfei let out a long breath, stroking his wine glass, his eyes changing from anger to mockery.

"Director Ye takes good care of Xixi."

"I heard that during filming, you and your daughter Sisi often had extra meals together?"

What does that mean? Are you trying to expose my thoughts and embarrass me?

Ye Chong sneered inwardly. He fed the piece of chicken into his mouth and chewed it, replying vaguely, "Heh, no matter how lavish the dishes are, it's still a crew lunch. Everyone's part of the crew, so what's so special about it? Uncle Chen, on the other hand, flew all the way from Beijing to attend the wrap party. That's really thoughtful of him."

He emphasized the words "film crew" and "specially"!

Chen Jinfei chuckled lightly: "Qianqian is like my own daughter. How could I not come when the movie she was involved in wrapped up filming? It's only right that I care about her."

As he spoke, he turned to Yifei, his eyes filled with doting affection: "What are your plans for your next project? Your godfather has kept an eye out for a few scripts for you; they're all big productions."

Yifei lowered her eyelids and kept her lips tightly closed. She poked at the rice in her bowl with her chopsticks, but still didn't say a word.

Liu's mother's eyes lit up, and she said softly, "Jinfei, you've gone to so much trouble. Qianqian is still young, so we can take our time choosing roles. It's okay for her to rest for a while; there's no rush."

Chen Jinfei seemed not to hear, still staring at Yifei, his chopsticks unconsciously picking through the dishes.

"There's a period drama starring Zhang Jizhong, and you'll be the female lead. If you agree, your godfather will send you there to sign the contract tomorrow."

The table fell silent instantly.

Ye Chong picked up his wine glass, slowly blew on the foam, and took a small sip: "Tsk—ha... Director Zhang's acting is good. I heard he announced it back in March, mentioning this Zhou Gongzi and that Jiang Qinqin. Uncle Chen is really amazing. Casting wasn't until July or August, and he's already settled on the female lead. Director Zhang must have really communicated with you, right?"

Chen Jinfei's face darkened completely.

It's only May, so of course he hasn't talked to Zhang Jizhong yet; he's just saying it to show off!

But why does Ye Chong know so much?

"Do!"

A muffled thud suddenly came from the table. It was Yifei frowning as she stuck her chopsticks into her rice bowl.

"Have a meal!"

The cold, detached words silenced the people at the main table.

Ye Chong clicked his tongue and stopped causing trouble, while Chen Jinfei also snorted coldly and stopped talking.

The crew had a blast at the wrap party, but Ye Chong and his friends found it all rather dull.

But the story isn't over yet.