TLSOTMTKOGAYWHTDI Chapter 18
by VolareWhen Qi Yanwang and Zhuo Huaimo’s roaring sports car shattered the morning mist at the film lot, Che Ye was being pushed back by the security guard, who was pressing a walkie-talkie against his chest.
Qi Yanwang quickly jogged over to defuse the situation.
“Teacher Qi, you’re just in time. This person insisted on coming in, saying he’s your friend!”
“Yanwang, you tell him who I am!”
Che Ye suddenly straightened his back, veins popping out on his neck, “Low-life with eyes that can’t see!”
Qi Yanwang quickly stepped between the two, “Big brother, I’m really sorry, he’s my friend, here to visit.”
Che Ye, facing the back of the leaving security guard, wouldn’t let it go,
“Tui, what is he! Watchdog!”
“Okay, stop talking!” Qi Yanwang grabbed him, stopping him.
“Why did you come alone? Where’s CEO Zhuo?” Che Ye probed.
Just as he finished speaking, Zhuo Huaimo, who had witnessed everything under the shade of a tree, took off his sunglasses and walked over with long strides.
Che Ye had just plastered on an enthusiastic smile, but Zhuo Huaimo didn’t even look at him, walking straight to Qi Yanwang, his tone casual,
“Car keys, I’m going to get something.”
Qi Yanwang handed over the keys to the limited-edition sports car, Che Ye’s gaze greedily stuck to them, his voice barely concealing his excitement,
“Yanwang, you drove that car here?”
Qi Yanwang gave a light “Mm” and put his arm around Che Ye’s shoulders, walking towards the film lot.
When Zhuo Huaimo arrived at the film lot, Qi Yanwang had already gone to get his styling done.
The director enthusiastically greeted him, “CEO Zhuo, are you personally supervising?”
“A newcomer! Came to take a look!” Zhuo Huaimo said faintly.
As everyone knows, it’s usually Yu Fengran from Xingyue Media who appears on set, so Zhuo Huaimo’s personal appearance naturally aroused a lot of speculation and discussion.
“What’s the background of this newcomer? CEO Zhuo came personally?”
“I just took a look, he’s quite handsome, A to the max!”
“Probably a key object of cultivation for Xingyue in the past two years!”
These discussions fell into Che Ye’s ears, word for word.
The hand holding his coffee tightened suddenly. He looked at Zhuo Huaimo in the distance, took a deep breath, and walked up.
“CEO Zhuo, hello!” Che Ye tried his best to make his voice sound natural.
Zhuo Huaimo glanced at him, gave a polite and distant smile, and nodded slightly.
Che Ye stiffly raised his coffee,
“CEO Zhuo, good morning, coffee! I saw in a report that you like Xing Family’s Mocha the most, so I specially bought it for you.”
Zhuo Huaimo put his hands in his pockets, slightly raised his chin, and gestured to the table in front of him,
“Thank you!” His tone was cold, without a trace of warmth.
Che Ye was stunned, put the coffee on the table, sat down beside Zhuo Huaimo, and tried hard to find a topic.
“Mr. Zhuo, thanks to you for giving Yanwang a chance, as his friend, I’m really happy for him. Although…”
“He’s worth it!”
The corners of Zhuo Huaimo’s mouth curled into a faint smile, directly interrupting Che Ye’s words, and he lowered his head to continue reading the script in his hand.
Che Ye’s throat choked, he never expected that Zhuo Huaimo would use these three words to describe Qi Yanwang,
forcing him to swallow the second half of his carefully prepared green tea speech.
The corners of Zhuo Huaimo’s mouth hooked into a smile as he continued to read the script for “Dark Tide.”
“CEO Zhuo, is this your new drama?”
Che Ye didn’t give up, trying to find a breakthrough from the topic of the script.
“No.” Zhuo Huaimo was economical with words.
“Is it Yanwang’s next drama?”
Che Ye said, moving his body closer to Zhuo Huaimo, pretending to be serious as he looked at the script.
Today, he was wearing a silk shirt with a wide open neckline, and the cheap perfume made Zhuo Huaimo dizzy.
Zhuo Huaimo subtly turned his head, looking up at Che Ye.
The man had his face very close, to the point where they would touch if either of them moved.
Che Ye pretended not to notice and continued to look at the script, trying to get closer and closer.
“Mr. Che!”
“Mm?”
Che Ye looked up at him, looking innocent.
“You’re also interested in this drama?” Zhuo Huaimo’s voice was very light, the end of his sentence rising slightly.
Just this simple question made Che Ye’s heart beat like a drum.
He tried hard to suppress his trembling voice, “I’ve always been very passionate about acting!”
“Oh? Is that so?” Zhuo Huaimo raised an eyebrow, as if he was interested.
“Yes, yes! I used to often explain scenes to Yanwang!”
Zhuo Huaimo handed the script to him, signaling for him to sit back in his original position,
“Then take a good look at the script and tell me your feelings later!”
Che Ye stared at the script, unable to read a single word.
Over the years, he had devoted his best acting skills to those old and ugly rich women in nightclubs.
He racked his brains, thinking about what Zhuo Huaimo would ask him later, and how he should impress him.
Zhuo Huaimo nonchalantly turned his pinky ring, coldly watching him, as if looking at a mouse being played by him in the palm of his hand.
“I’m planning to have Yanwang play the male lead, what do you think?” His tone was slightly teasing.
Che Ye’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and he opened his mouth with difficulty, “I think… the characters Yanwang has always portrayed are more macho, but, this drama, this…”
“What are you two talking about?”
A low, magnetic voice interrupted the conversation between the two.
Qi Yanwang walked out of the makeup room, a black leather jacket outlining his lean figure, and his carefully styled hair made him look even more sharp.
Today, he was like a cheetah ready to pounce, bursting with hormones.
“Nothing much!”
Zhuo Huaimo stood up, his tone softening instantly, and he instructed Qi Yanwang,
“Be careful during filming later, don’t be a hero if you can’t complete the action, there are stunt actors on set!”
Qi Yanwang smiled confidently, “Don’t worry, I’ve already read the script, no problem!”
Saying that, he suddenly reached out and gently touched the conspicuous pink band-aid on Zhuo Huaimo’s neck,
“Haha, this band-aid of yours… it suits you quite well, cute!”
Zhuo Huaimo slapped his hand away, pointing to his neck,
“You’re still laughing, whose masterpiece is this?”
Qi Yanwang laughed, “Your house is full of these, okay? I’ve already tried to pick a low-key one.”
Che Ye took in all the interactions between the two, the jealousy in his eyes almost overflowing.
He stared intently at the band-aid they were discussing, as if trying to see through it to see what was underneath, what it was covering, whether it was the same as he imagined—
A passionate, crazy kiss mark from last night?
If so…
Thinking of this, Che Ye’s expression relaxed a bit.
If Qi Yanwang can, he… can too!
“Teacher Qi, ready to start filming!”
The assistant director came over to call the groups to their positions.
“I’ll go over first!”
Qi Yanwang patted Zhuo Huaimo on the shoulder and walked towards the film lot.
Under the magnesium lights, Qi Yanwang was plated with a layer of silver, and every gesture was full of charm.
Zhuo Huaimo crossed his arms, his gaze following Qi Yanwang’s figure, his eyes filled with undisguised appreciation.
Che Ye looked at Zhuo Huaimo’s back, then looked at Qi Yanwang, who was shining in front of the camera, and the idea that was growing crazily in his heart became even more firm…