"Stop mocking . There’s nothing between and him, don’t let your imagination run wild."
After saying this, Hua Tiantian stood up, put down her phone, and faced her assistant directly. Yet, her assistant’s words had made her even more curious about ng Yan.
"But, you’re not entirely wrong. I used to have a bad impression of ng Yan, but if he helped selflessly this ti, I’d really have to see him in a new light."
"You should find a chance to thank him, at least invite him to dinner."
The assistant’s expression beca even more serious. Hua Tiantian thought about it carefully, then suddenly tilted her head and said, "Actually, I’ve thought about it too, but who is ng Yan? He’s been to all sorts of high-end restaurants and hotels. If I invite him to a place near the film crew to eat, he might not even fancy it."
"How would you know if he’d look down on it unless you ask first?"
Hua Tiantian pursed her lips and replied nonchalantly, "What you said makes sense."
"Want to make the call for you?"
"Call who?"
"Of course, call President ng."
The assistant said this as she picked up Hua Tiantian’s phone on the table and directly dialed out.
"It’s connected, it’s connected."
As she spoke, the assistant winked and handed the phone back to Hua Tiantian. Only at this mont did Hua Tiantian realize what was happening. She looked at her assistant in surprise and cast her a reproachful glare: "You... You really called."
"Hello..."
From the other end of the phone, ng Yan’s voice ca through. Hua Tiantian, half embarrassed and with a faint blush on her cheeks, spoke up: "This is Hua Tiantian."
The sound of Hua Tiantian’s voice made ng Yan’s lips curve into a slight smile.
"You actually called first. Seems like you saw Huang Shan’s dirty secrets."
"President ng, I... I’m not worth you doing all this. But I still want to thank you. If you have ti, I’d like to invite you for a al. Would that work for you?"
Hua Tiantian’s initiative put ng Yan in a great mood. Holding the phone, he readily agreed while teasing her, "Pick a quiet place near your film crew. I’ll co to the set to find you tomorrow."
ng Yan’s words brought a little warmth to Hua Tiantian’s heart. Although she had stopped romanticizing them a long ti ago, ng Yan’s unexpected help made her unable to suppress a secret happy smile.
"Let see, let see. Your mood’s suddenly so good—is it because President ng agreed to your invite?"
"What are you talking about? Which eye of yours saw happy? I’m just thinking about how to properly host this dinner. It can’t be too casual, and since he’s helped so much, I need to express my gratitude properly."
The assistant noticed that Hua Tiantian’s expression was significantly brighter than before and couldn’t help but comnt, "You’re really stubborn to admit it."
"By the way, you said this whole thing was exposed by ng Yan. Do you think Huang Shan might already know he’s the one pulling strings behind her back? I’m worried she might lash out."
As Hua Tiantian spoke, she couldn’t help but feel concerned about ng Yan. Although he was strong, wealthy, and influential, Huang Shan wasn’t a kind-hearted person. If she bore a grudge, there’s no telling what she might do.
"Don’t worry anymore. If President ng dared to act, he wouldn’t be afraid of her."
News about Huang Shan had been spreading like wildfire on the film crew, with all kinds of versions circulating. Wherever Hua Tiantian and her assistant went, people would point fingers and gossip behind their backs.
Even though Hua Tiantian claid not to care, in monts of anger, she’d argue back, getting red in the face. But instead of earning any sympathy or changing people’s opinions, it backfired, leaving many to think she was just pretending.
"Sister Shan, stop being angry. It’s not worth it to get upset over them."
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