TLSOTMTKOGAYWHTDI Chapter 10
by VolareZhuo Huaimo leaned one hand against the car window, the other on the steering wheel, his slender fingers tapping against it rhythmically.
Qi Yanwang couldn’t help but steal glances at him.
Sunlight streamed through the car window, casting a golden halo on his sharply defined face, his long eyelashes casting faint shadows on his fair skin.
This man’s skin was truly flawless, like a baby’s, making one unable to resist wanting to get closer.
“Had enough looking?”
Zhuo Huaimo suddenly turned his head, a wicked smile playing on his lips, his eyes fixed on Qi Yanwang with an ambiguous expression.
“Cough, cough—”
Caught red-handed, Qi Yanwang coughed lightly in embarrassment, quickly averting his gaze and feigning composure.
“Just drop me off ahead, I can go to the set myself!”
“What? Afraid of being seen?”
Zhuo Huaimo raised an eyebrow, his tone laced with playful mockery.
“I only have a few days left before filming wraps, I don’t want any unnecessary complications,” Qi Yanwang said coolly.
“Being with me is an unnecessary complication?” Zhuo Huaimo’s tone was pregnant with meaning.
“You rejected Ning Xin and signed me. If she finds out, how am I supposed to film my scenes for the next few days?”
Zhuo Huaimo chuckled. “How can you survive in this industry if you care so much about what others think!”
“I don’t care about what others think, I just don’t want these things to affect the crew’s filming schedule. The other staff members aren’t obligated to waste their time with us.”
Zhuo Huaimo suddenly jerked the steering wheel, the car swerving sharply before pulling into the parking lot outside the set.
“Quite the sense of responsibility!”
He leaned closer to Qi Yanwang, his tone suggestive. “Call me ‘husband,’ and I’ll keep the signing a secret for you for now.”
Qi Yanwang was already irritated, and Zhuo Huaimo’s lewd remark made his anger flare.
“Zhuo Huaimo! Are you sick in the head?!”
That “Zhuo Huaimo” sounded much better than “Mr. Zhuo,” making the other party feel comfortable and amused instead of angry.
“That’s right, I told you, I’m ‘loveless.’ I’ll die without love. Do you want to be my medicine?”
“Crazy!”
Qi Yanwang threw the words over his shoulder, pushing open the car door and leaving without looking back.
As soon as he arrived at the set, Qi Yanwang went to the makeup room as usual. The director’s assistant scurried over, a few loose pages in his hand.
“Brother Wang, there have been some changes to today’s scenes, take a look!”
Qi Yanwang took them indifferently, but his expression changed drastically.
The added scenes were actually intimate scenes with Ning Xin, even a bed scene!
He instantly remembered the conversation between Ning Xin and those women in the makeup room that day.
So, she wasn’t just talking. She had actually convinced the director to add this scene!
Qi Yanwang stood up abruptly, ready to find the director, but Ning Xin swayed her hips and blocked his path, a provocative smile on her lips.
“What? Looking for the director?”
Qi Yanwang’s sword-like eyebrows arched, his gaze icy.
“I’m the third male lead, having a bed scene with the female lead, does that make sense?”
Ning Xin giggled, her eyes flitting about.
“Why doesn’t it make sense? The third male lead loves the female lead but can’t have her, seeks her but can’t obtain her, and even develops some inappropriate fantasies. It fits the plot perfectly!”
A hint of disgust flashed in Qi Yanwang’s eyes. “Are you so eager to climb into my bed, throwing yourself at me?”
Ning Xin took a step forward, almost touching his body, her slender fingers tracing his cheek, her tone suggestive.
“There’s nothing I, Ning Xin, can’t get. Aren’t you known for being virtuous and dedicated? Today, I’ll see to what extent you’re willing to ‘sacrifice’ for the sake of art!”
Qi Yanwang grabbed her wrist and flung it away.
“Ning Xin, don’t test my limits! If you want to add scenes, go find someone else!”
“What, you don’t want to film? Before you refuse, you should think about whether you can afford the penalty for breach of contract!”
As the two were locked in a stalemate, the director’s assistant cautiously poked his head in.
“Teacher Qi, Teacher Ning, the director is urging us, filming will officially start in five minutes!”
Ning Xin swayed her hips as she walked past him. “Teacher Qi, after you!”
Qi Yanwang arrived at the filming location. Apart from the cameraman and the director, the other staff members had already cleared the set.
The scale of this clearing made it obvious that this scene was extremely explicit!
The director was spraying spittle as he gave Qi Yanwang a lengthy explanation of the scene, but he stood there like a wooden stake, his eyes glazed over, hearing nothing but the director’s opening and closing mouth.
His brain was buzzing, a blank slate, his thoughts uncontrollably drifting back to his childhood, back to that dark and dismal orphanage,
and to that director who always wanted to “play games” with him.
Even now, he still vividly remembered that woman’s repulsive touch and breath, and the musty smell that permeated the small, dark room was like a nightmare, often waking him up in cold sweats.
The shadow of his childhood was like a chronic disease, impossible to shake off, filling him with disgust for intimate behavior, and he avoided the touch of women even more.
For many years since his debut, he had been unknown, and insignificant roles never had intimate scenes, which barely concealed this deep wound.
But now, Ning Xin’s scheme had pushed him to the edge of a cliff, forcing him to face and overcome this buried, painful memory.
“Yanwang, Yanwang! What’s wrong with you, kid? Did you lose your soul?”
Seeing him distracted, the director waved his hand in front of him impatiently. “How is it? No problem, right?”
“No, no problem!”
Qi Yanwang suddenly snapped back to reality, only to find that Ning Xin was already lying on the bed, wearing clothes as thin as cicada wings, her captivating eyes staring at him unblinkingly…