"No, CEO, what exactly is my attitude toward work?"
Ye Xian looked at him defiantly.
What had she done that made him escalate to the serious issue of work attitude?
Bo Tingshen: "Negligent, lazy, using a stand-in for the smallest things."
Ye Xian: "I..." She couldn’t refute this point because, indeed, taking a bath wasn’t a big deal, but...
"What about you?"
Bo Tingshen pressed her, and Ye Xian’s eyes whirled as she hastily responded, "I just feel that I’m of low status, and to touch a body as precious as yours, CEO, would simply be polluting you!"
"I have long been polluted by you."
Ye Xian: "???"
Daniel ca over with the cara and asked, "CEO, shall we take a break first or continue with the next shoot?"
"Continue."
Ye Xian looked at him, surprised.
You’re really in a hurry!
Daniel: "Okay!"
"Wait." Ye Xian stopped him. "Daniel, can the next scene be blurred?"
"Of course..."
Daniel glanced at Bo Tingshen.
Of course, it could be blurred, as a positive promotional film would certainly not include explicit scenes, but that wasn’t what the CEO had instructed.
"Not possible!"
Daniel declared seriously.
Ye Xian felt thoroughly disheartened.
"Action!"
Daniel shouted to start.
Inside the photography room, Bo Tingshen sat askew beside the bathtub, his hand resting on the showerhead, his collar slightly open, his shirt half soaked and semi-transparent from the Coke, his long legs stretched across most of the bathroom, giving him an aura of desire and sexiness, and even the air seed inexplicably filled with a sense of sin.
Ye Xian nervously swallowed and then tiptoed towards him, her gaze darting around, determined not to look directly at him as if she were a thief.
Daniel watched the scene through the cara and laughed.
Why did this feel like a concubine forced to serve the emperor?
Ye Xian approached Bo Tingshen and slowly extended her hands, her fingertips trembling as though she were sifting chaff.
Bo Tingshen looked down, watching her shaky hands fail to undo a single button and her clearly flustered face, his eyes mischievously prodding, "Ye Xian, why don’t you dare to look at ?"
Ye Xian: "Ah? Not daring to look at you? Do I, don’t I? There’s none, right?"
Bo Tingshen pinched her cheek with one hand, his large palm covering her entire face, and easily molded her flawless visage into a chubby bun shape with his long knuckles.
"There’s none?"
Ye Xian’s pout was pinched out yet she stubbornly retorted, "None!"
"Are you sure?"
"Sure, definitely, and absolutely!"
"Since there’s none..."
Bo Tingshen let go of her and with a single hand tore open his shirt, then reached for his belt.
"Aaahhhh!"
Ye Xian, scared out of her wits, turned and fled from the bathroom.
The CEO, such a big hooligan!
Daniel, watching Ye Xian suddenly escape from the fra, "..." Everyone was a man, why was he running away?
Ye Xian ran out of the studio, gasping for fresh air, calming her pounding heart.
A quarter of an hour later, she was ntally prepared.
It’s just acting, after all, no need to take it to heart, just think of the CEO as a tree, a vase, a blade of grass, anything but a person.
With that thought, she turned around to find that Daniel’s team had already co out of the studio, and Bo Tingshen had already changed into a crisp new suit, looking as sharp and majestic as ever.
Ye Xian: "??" Hadn’t they shot yet? Why was the CEO already dressed? Could it be that he was annoyed by her earlier, had a change of heart, and didn’t want to help her with the shoot anymore?
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