Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
In the presidential suite in the Ritz-Carlton, Huo Mian sent Su Yu a ssage on WeChat.
Huo Mian: “Hi.”
Su Yu: “Hi.”
Huo Mian: “Where are you?”
Su Yu: “Working overti in the company.”
Huo Mian: “When do you finish?”
Su Yu: “Don’t know. I’m talking with so producers and directors about scripts. We’re making a few Wuxia movies. They are big investnts.”
Huo Mian: “Wuxia? That’s outdated. Will people watch these movies? You’ll lose money.”
Su Yu: “Haha. I won’t. I’m sure they’ll be box-office gold.”
Huo Mian: “Oh...”
Su Yu: “Mian, anything wrong?”
Huo Mian: “Yeah.”
Su Yu: “What is it?”
Su Yu put down the script and walked to the window with his cellphone.
Whenever Huo Mian was in trouble, he’d always race to her rescue no matter what.
Huo Mian: “I left ho.”
Su Yu: “Are you shopping?”
Huo Mian: “No. I fought with Qin Chu. He kicked out.”
Su Yu: “Impossible. Qin Chu kicked you out?”
Huo Mian: “Kind of. Anyway, I’m holess.”
Su Yu: “Are you serious?”
Huo Mian: “I’m not lying.”
Su Yu: “Mian, where are you?”
Huo Mian: “In a hotel.”
Su Yu: “Which hotel?”
Huo Mian shared her location with him. Su Yu saw it was the Ritz-Carlton downtown.
Su Yu: “Are you really in the hotel? What happened?”
Huo Mian: “It’s a long story.”
Su Yu: “Wait there. I’ll send soone to pick you up. We’ll talk later.”
Huo Mian: “Can you co?”
Su Yu: “It’s not wise. The dia loves these stories. I’m afraid paparazzi might follow and take pictures. Then we’d never be able to explain it.”
Managing an entertainnt company, Su Yu was cautious about these things.
If Su Yu visited Huo Mian who was staying in a hotel room by herself, what would people say?
Who’d believe they only chatted in the room? After all, they were in there by themselves.
The Imperial Star had experienced lots of similar incidents with their many stars, so Su Yu was very sensitive to these things.
At Su Yu’s refusal, Huo Mian was displeased.
Huo Mian: “If you don’t co, then forget what I said.”
Su Yu: “Mian, don’t be angry. I’ll send it to you.”
Huo Mian: “It’s not necessary.”
She didn’t reply to any ssages Su Yu sent.
Worried, Su Yu called Qin Chu but no one answered; he then sent WeChat ssages to Qin Chu and got no replies, either.
He didn’t know if Qin Chu refused to reply to him or was just unavailable.
Su Yu had planned to have An take Huo Mian to the company, but at second thought, he decided against it since An was a guy and everyone knew he was Su Yu’s chauffeur.
If the paparazzi took pictures of An in the hotel, they’d still gossip about it.
After so deliberation, Su Yu finally sent Han Yueyao.
Jiang Xiaowei and Zhu Lingling were Huo Mian’s besties and they’d make a big deal of it if they got the news.
With Zhu Lingling’s personality, she’d go to Qin Chu with a knife if she learned Huo Mian was kicked out of ho.
After so consideration, he finally sent Han Yueyao.
Taking his order, Han Yueyao put on a mask and took a taxi to the Ritz-Carlton.
She rang the doorbell many tis before Huo Mian opened the door reluctantly.
“Sister Mian.”
“It’s you.”
Huo Mian looked cold as if she didn’t want to see Han Yueyao.
Han Yueyao felt embarrassed.
After all, Huo Mian had been good to her and even brought fruits to her when she practiced dancing. But now...
“Sister Mian, Su Yu sent .”
“What do you want?” without asking Han Yueyao into the room, Huo Mian asked coldly.
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