The atmosphere froze.
Su Xiaoya, seeing Xu Yangyang being at a disadvantage, couldn’t help but sneer, "Miss Ye, there was an old woman comforting her daughter-in-law, saying that her cheating son being with a celebrity should be considered just like being with a prostitute. What’s your opinion on that?"
"I truly feel sad for that daughter-in-law," Ye Yuwei said with a look of pity on her face.
"Being betrayed by her husband, yet still having her mother-in-law stand up for him, and not even having the courage to divorce him."
"Shouldn’t one imdiately divorce in such a situation and denounce the scumbag?"
"Modern won should be strong and independent, not compete with other won over n or rely on n."
Her remarks left Su Xiaoya speechless. She knew the words were wrong, yet she didn’t know how to refute them.
Xu Yangyang was also too angry to respond.
They had internalized modern values, believing that won should be self-reliant and independent.
A cheating husband obviously ant he was a scumbag, obviously ant divorce, obviously ant denouncent.
But could they really give up on a man worth billions, who was handso and talented?
Would giving him up only benefit the woman with whom he cheated?
Seeing these two spoiled rich beauties speechless, Jiang ngqi couldn’t help but show a sweet smile.
"Yezi, Teacher Zitao has arrived. We need to head over now."
"Ye Yuwei, don’t go yet! You’re absolutely shaless—the way you twist words is despicable!" Xu Yangyang tried to reach out to grab her.
"Ah!"
"Let go!"
As it turned out, Jiang ngqi, who had a background in sports, grabbed Xu Yangyang’s wrist instead.
With just a small exertion of strength, the aggressive girl let out a cry of pain.
Su Xiaoya, full of anger, looked ready to hit Jiang ngqi.
"You damn well better not try anything, we might as well be the ’bad girls’ you talk about—we’re capable of anything!"
Ye Yuwei reacted swiftly.
She stepped forward, bent Su Xiaoya’s arm behind her back, and held her other arm firmly.
The two ended up pressed close together, their posture resembling a tight dance.
Their heights were almost the sa, and Su Xiaoya, flushed and breathless, felt the impact acutely.
"Ye Yuwei, let go of !"
"If you show more disrespect, I will respond with more disrespect."
Ye Yuwei’s words and gaze completely intimidated Su Xiaoya—she had never faced anything like this.
At that mont, she was like an honor student coming face-to-face with a street delinquent.
Jiang ngqi’s smile grew even more pronounced, her eyes bending into crescents, her mouth curling sweetly.
The adorable expression on her face was impossibly cute.
But to Xu Yangyang, Jiang ngqi might as well have been a demon.
"What are you all doing? Is this supposed to be dancing?"
"Mr. Long, Miss Su said she wanted to dance with you, the big star. She asked what your favorite dance move is."
"Really! I enjoy watching your performances a lot, Long Zitao."
"Alright!"
Long Zitao could easily sense that sothing had gone wrong, but he couldn’t afford to break the illusion in this kind of setting.
Ye Yuwei slowly released her grip, but her captivating eyes stayed fixed on Su Xiaoya.
The latter kept her head down, feeling her cheeks burning and her hands trembling.
anwhile, Jiang ngqi also let go of Xu Yangyang.
Xu Yangyang’s sore wrist left her unable to do anything but stand there helplessly, watching the man she liked walk into the dance floor with her roommate.
Ye Yuwei and Jiang ngqi accepted invitations from other dancers as well.
Left standing alone, Xu Yangyang’s sadness brimd in her tearful eyes.
Su Xiaoya couldn’t help but feel this was utterly absurd.
She had been trying to help Xu Yangyang humiliate Ye Yuwei, yet now she was the one dancing with the man Xu Yangyang liked.
Though, this man wasn’t bad—
Tall, handso, and brimming with masculinity. Still, he couldn’t compare to her Brother Ning.
Long Zitao, anwhile, internally sighed bitterly.
In order to avoid escalating the situation, he had no choice but to dance with this inexplicable girl.
"Mr. Long, there are rumors online about you and Ye Yuwei dating. Are they true?"
Having steadied her emotions, Su Xiaoya tried to expose Ye Yuwei’s true nature to him.
"The internet is full of truths and falsehoods, Miss Su. You must be a university student, right? You should use your own analytical skills."
"Mr. Long didn’t directly answer—seems the rumors aren’t baseless, then."
"Miss Su, such sharp rhetoric. Did you graduate from journalism?"
Su Xiaoya smiled confidently. She felt it was better to communicate with cultured people.
"Miss Ye and I are rely in a teacher-student relationship."
"Seems the rumors were false, then. What about you and Yangyang? She loves you dearly."
"Do you love ?"
"...Haha, Mr. Long, we’ve just t. How can we talk about love or not love?"
"But I love you! So you should agree to be with ."
"Mr. Long must be joking!"
Su Xiaoya offered a forced smile, but Long Zitao remained relaxed and charming.
"Of course, I’m joking." Long Zitao answered with a gentlemanly grin.
Su Xiaoya imdiately understood his intention, leaving her montarily speechless, though the frustration lingered.
"Mr. Long, aren’t many female celebrities vain, always flirting and cozying up to rich n?"
"Miss Su, I find it difficult to believe those words ca from a well-raised young woman like yourself."
Long Zitao’s masculine face turned icy, and his gaze made Su Xiaoya feel almost suffocated with sha.
"Everyone wants an excellent partner for marriage. As long as it doesn’t violate ethics, dating wealthy individuals isn’t reprehensible."
After saying this, Long Zitao let go of her hand, as the dance music concluded.
Xu Yangyang quickly approached him, wanting to speak, but Long Zitao rely smiled warmly at Ye Yuwei, "Yuwei, the event ti is up. Shall we leave?"
"Sure thing, Mr. Long. I want to have so zhajiang noodles."
"Sounds good, too."
Listening to their exchange, witnessing their intimate dynamic, Xu Yangyang couldn’t bear the blow any longer. Tears welled in her eyes, and she nearly fainted, only avoiding collapse with Su Xiaoya’s help.
Never even glancing at Xu Yangyang, Long Zitao left with Ye Yuwei and Jiang ngqi.
At the crew’s hotel
Li Jiaqi stood by the window, gazing at the bustling streets below.
"Jiaqi, want so wine?"
"Thank you, but I’m pregnant."
Her words left Lu Hai silent for a mont before he set his glass down.
The room sank into an unspeakable silence.
Li Jiaqi turned and approached Lu Hai, who sat quietly. She extended her hand and gently pulled him to his feet.
Their gazes t—like waves beneath a turbulent ocean, colliding with clouds heavy with rain.
The open window and fluttering white curtains were lifted slightly by the warm breeze.
Their lips t.
Li Jiaqi felt Lu Hai’s tension and bashfulness.
She hadn’t expected that this renowned director in his forties would have such vulnerable monts.
She had assud that soone as famous as him would be surrounded by young beauties.
Lu Hai’s dry lips were slightly chapped but couldn’t conceal their softness and tenderness.
He felt the youthful vitality in her warm lips, and his heart skipped like drums breaking the night’s tranquility.
The kiss didn’t last long, but Lu Hai found himself utterly captivated and unable to extricate himself.
It felt as though she had emptied out his heart and soul.
She had taken hold of his spirit, leaving him with nothing but bittersweet emotions and lancholy.
Li Jiaqi stepped back, returning to the window to gaze outside at the bustling and mundane world.
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