Chapter 74 Extra 13.

When they returned to the hotel after dinner, their rooms happened to be on the same floor.

Ling Wei had just reached her room door, her fingertips not yet touching the key card, when the system's voice rang in her mind: "Oh my god! Don't open the door, there's a scary surprise inside!"

Ling Wei jolted and sprang away from the door.

Since the studio has become successful, two of its artists have also begun to make a name for themselves in the entertainment industry. Ling Wei, who is young, beautiful and already accomplished, inevitably attracted the attention of some people who wanted to take shortcuts.

Over the course of the year, the system had developed a constant state of vigilance, constantly monitoring its surroundings.

"Wow," the system exclaimed after checking around, "the person inside... was only wearing a bath towel. And there are paparazzi squatting on this floor and in the building across the street."

What the hell?! Is this some kind of trap?! Is someone so jealous of her Hong Kong Film Awards nomination that they're resorting to such underhanded tactics?

In an instant, countless possibilities and terrible consequences flashed through Ling Wei's mind.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Han asked with concern when he saw her strong reaction and her reluctance to come in.

Ling Wei pointed her trembling finger at the door and whispered, "There's...something frightening inside."

Zhou Han's eyes instantly turned cold: "People?"

Ling Wei nodded.

The situation is tricky. If they've already photographed that person entering the room, then if she enters the room again, even if she only stays for a moment, the power of conversation will fall into the hands of the other person and the paparazzi.

"You go first, I'll go to the front desk to report the situation." She made the decision quickly, but then realized that wouldn't work. What if paparazzi rushed out and started taking pictures of the room while she was talking to the staff? She wouldn't be able to explain herself then.

Just as her mind was racing, trying to figure out how to distract the paparazzi, a room key was shoved into her hand.

"1806, my room, let's go there first."

Zhou Han's voice was deep and calm as he extended his hand to her, "Give me your room key. This is my room from now on."

Ling Wei was taken aback: "You want to go in? Then you..."

Two guys aren't incapable of making up stories! Don't be impulsive!

Zhou Han said calmly, "Anyway, I'm single, so I have nothing to lose."

He leaned down slightly, close to her ear, his breath warm, his voice so soft that only the two of them could hear, "But you're different. If you go in, those two...won't they be incredibly jealous?"

Ling Wei looked up abruptly, her eyes filled with astonishment. He actually knew?

Zhou Han casually swiped his card to open the door: "The Hong Kong Film Awards judging is just around the corner, you can't get involved in this mess."

He turned back and gave her a reassuring smile: "Don't be afraid."

The door opened with a "beep" and then slowly pushed open. Ling Wei could even hear a flurry of camera shutter sounds coming from behind a door at the end of the corridor.

I can already imagine how vulgar tomorrow's headlines about Zhou Han will be.

Just as the door was about to close completely, she suddenly lifted her foot and wedged it into the crack.

Zhou Han turned around at the sound, the warm light from the porch dancing on his eyelashes, his eyes swirling with emotion.

Ling Wei stepped into the room and slammed the door shut behind her.

“You…” Zhou Han frowned in disapproval, wanting to say something, but Ling Wei stopped him by raising her hand.

"A romantic rumor between two people is much easier to control than some even more offensive rumors about sexual orientation."

Ling Wei walked towards him step by step. Zhou Han was so startled by her sudden approach that he instinctively backed away. Although he was much taller, he was now cornered in the entryway by her, and his breathing became slightly disordered.

"What are you doing?" he asked somewhat awkwardly, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

Ling Wei approached him and scrutinized him for a moment, only to see that even the tips of his ears had turned pink.

She suddenly laughed: "Nothing, just... confirmed something." After she finished speaking, she turned around briskly and walked into the room, leaving only the words, "I have something to ask you later, don't run away."

Zhou Han leaned against the wall, smiled silently, and followed him inside.

The system called it a fright, and it really was a fright.

A person dressed in white lay on bright red rose petals.

Although he was also a handsome young man with delicate features, compared to Lu Zhao's level of "self-sacrifice," this guy in front of him... was really a bit of an eyesore.

"Director Ling..." The man looked at her shyly, his voice full of trepidation, but when he saw Zhou Han following Ling Wei in, his face turned pale instantly.

Zhou Han immediately stepped forward, reached behind her and covered Ling Wei's eyes, while simultaneously hissing at the trembling man in a low voice, his voice as cold as ice: "Get your clothes on right now! Get out!"

Just as the young man frantically put on his clothes and stumbled towards the door, Zhou Han calmly spoke:

"Wait a minute." The voice wasn't loud, but it made the young man freeze instantly.

"I don't care if you arranged those things outside." Zhou Han's gaze swept over the other person's pale face. "If I see any photos or reports that shouldn't be there tomorrow—"

"It all depends on whether you and your company can withstand a joint audit by the tax authorities and the company's corporate culture."

The young man shuddered. To be able to get a hotel room key during awards season, he must have some powerful backing, and that's why he had vaguely heard of Zhou Han.

Although he himself is low-key, it is said that his family is the kind of people that one dares not easily discuss or offend.

"I understand, Director Zhou! Absolutely not, I promise!" He bowed repeatedly and rushed out of the room as if fleeing.

After the door closed again, Ling Wei turned her head curiously to look at Zhou Han: "You really have a way to handle all this?"

Zhou Han shifted his gaze somewhat uncomfortably, his voice lowering slightly: "Family... can control the media."

Before that, he acted as if he was about to bravely sacrifice himself.

Ling Wei nodded thoughtfully, then gently poked his chest with her fingertip: "Director Zhou, were you showing off just now?"

Zhou Han turned away uncomfortably, his ears turning slightly red in the dim light.

The room was so quiet that you could hear each other breathing.

Ling Wei: "You can leave now."

The system looked left and right before it realized, "Me? You were talking to me?"

Is that correct?

"Didn't you say it was a duplicate number?!"

Ling Wei slowly took off her coat and threw it on the sofa, a playful smile playing on her lips: "I don't know, let's try and see."

The system was running around crying.