Chapter 12 Chapter 12 Filming in Progress
Ji Hanxi kicked hard and finally broke free. Vivienne fell backwards onto the carpet with a groan.
His long, pale golden hair swayed, and the wreath nearly fell. His head tilted to one side, his brows lowered, his long hair covering most of his face, revealing only his delicate jaw and pale lips. Even then, he unexpectedly showed a hint of vulnerability...
But Ji Hanxi knew in his heart that he was not fragile at all! What a psychopath!
She tried to stand up by supporting herself on the carpet, but her legs were weak and she failed every time she tried.
Vivienne turned her head to look at her, with a dark expression in her eyes. He suddenly leaned forward and slowly crawled towards her on his knees.
When Ji Hanxi saw Vivienne approaching her, she felt it was even more terrifying than if a hundred thousand cockroaches attacked her at the same time!
She wanted to flee, but her legs weakened even more in her extreme fear. His long hair hung down, covering her like a curtain, filtering even the light, making it dim and ambiguous.
The rich, disgusting fragrance that belonged only to him surrounded and entangled her. She felt her head was dizzy from the strong aroma.
"I heard everything you said behind my back, you know? I'm really angry now, guess what I'm going to do?"
"What...what are you going to do?" She glared at him angrily, trying not to reveal her inner fear.
You can curse her if you want, you can mock her if you want, but don't get so close to her, get out of here, you sissy!
When he spoke, his voice was almost close to her ear, and the hot air from his breath was almost penetrating her collar. This was very strange, this was very disgusting, this, this, this... This scared her...
Vivienne's smile was strange. His eyes wandered meaningfully over her face, finally landing on her slightly trembling lips. "Those vicious and hurtful words came from this mouth, didn't they?"
“…”
How could she compare to him in terms of viciousness and hurt? Compared to him, she was nothing. What right did he have to speak to her like a judge?
"That's not good."
He said this and slowly approached.
Ji Hanxi felt the soft golden hair brushing against her cheek. The shock and fear in her eyes grew as he approached... Is he crazy? Is he sick? Is he a pervert? What does he want?!
When she was nauseated and terrified to the extreme, she was forced to explode, and squeezed out two words from between her teeth: "Get out..."
When Vivienne heard this, she stopped what she was doing and suddenly started laughing, as if she had encountered something happy. Her laughter was so joyful that her body shook.
He moved away, and the bright light and fresh air finally returned to her. Everything that had just happened seemed like a bad joke.
Ji Hanxi hated him even more. He was sick! He was crazy!
The elevator door opened with a "Ding!" sound, and there was a chaotic sound of footsteps approaching this side.
"Teacher Vivienne, Teacher Vivienne!"
"Hanxi, have you got your things? What took you so long?"
The assistant and Nanzhi, seeing they hadn't gone downstairs for a long time, thought something had happened and came looking for them. However, when they saw the two people sitting on the carpet, they were stunned.
Both of their hair were messy, and there was even a footprint on Vivienne's white clothes on her chest. Ji Hanxi's eyes were red, as if he had suffered some injustice.
"What are you guys doing..." fighting?
Nanzhi spoke hesitantly, finding it hard to believe the idea of a fight.
Ji Hanxi was a good kid and definitely wouldn't fight. Vivienne always cared about her image and wouldn't do anything as rude as fighting. But apart from fighting, she couldn't think of a better reason to explain the situation.
Ji Hanxi finally regained some strength. She struggled to get up, threw herself into Nanzhi's arms, and cried softly, looking like she had been bullied.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? What happened?"
Vivienne also stood up at this time, dusted herself off and said, "It's okay, it's a misunderstanding."
Ji Hanxi looked at him resentfully, then leaned over to Nanzhi's ear and whispered, "Sister Nanzhi, I'll tell you later."
Nanzhi nodded.
On Vivienne's side, the assistant anxiously asked, "What if the clothes get stepped on and dirty? What will happen to the shooting progress?"
"Don't we have replacements? Just change them."
"Would Teacher Vivienne be willing to wear a change of clothes..."
The assistant was very surprised. After all, Vivienne had very high requirements for clothing. Whether it was private clothes or shooting props, they all cost a lot of money to purchase.
The one he's wearing was custom-made by a specialist. He was extremely picky about it, complaining about the color, the pattern, or the slit height not meeting his requirements. He had the shop make several before finally choosing this one.
And today, when his clothes got stepped on and soiled, he didn't even get angry? Not only did he not get angry, he even said in a good mood that he could change them.
Isn't this right? He should be furious, livid, making the whole team suffer, but now he's acting weirdly...
"...Go get a change of clothes. Your brain is so stupid it's useless. Are your ears the same?"
Seeing the assistant standing there stupidly, Vivienne couldn't help but sneer. The assistant woke up as if from a dream and hurried to get his clothes. He thought that this was the normal Vivienne. The one just now must have been possessed by something.
The assistant brought two pieces for him to choose from. He picked one at random and went into the locker room.
After a while, the new piece of clothing was ready. Except for the slightly different pattern, the other differences were the same.
Vivienne pointed at the dirty clothes and said to her assistant, "Take them to the dry cleaners and send them back after they're cleaned."
"Ah... okay."
Many of the clothes Vivienne wears in photo shoots are disposable. No matter how time-consuming, labor-intensive, and expensive the clothes are to make, he just doesn't want them because he spent his own money on them. No one dares to object and can only acquiesce to his extravagance and waste. It's really strange that he still wants the clothes even though they have been stepped on like this today.
The filming crew downstairs was still waiting. After changing her clothes, Vivienne didn't stay for long and walked towards the elevator. But before leaving, her eyes paused on Ji Hanxi.
The assistant also went downstairs with the dirty clothes and lace ribbons. After they both left, Nanzhi asked, "What's wrong? How did Vivienne bully you?"
Ji Hanxi pulled Nanzhi to the corner of the stairs and said aggrievedly: "He...he he is not a normal person, he is very strange, he..."
She didn't know how to explain it, because it was really weird. How could he get so close to her? It was disgusting and perverted!
"If I say he wants to... Sister Nanzhi, would you believe it?"
"What does he want from you? You spoke so quietly, I couldn't hear you clearly."
"He wants to..." Ji Hanxi found it difficult to speak. What she wanted to say was: Vivienne wanted to kiss her.
But this was so outrageous and fantastical that not only Nanzhi wouldn't believe it, but she herself wouldn't believe it either. She even suspected she was hallucinating from her own excessive fear. But why would she have such a hallucination? No matter how narcissistic she was, she couldn't possibly imagine Vivienne kissing her! Wasn't she crazy?!
"What? You could speak louder, I still can't hear you clearly."
"I don't know what to say. Anyway, Sister Nanzhi, you just need to know that he bullied me. I'm really pitiful. I was almost scared to death by him just now."
"Alright, alright. If you don't want to talk about it, I won't ask you any more questions. Poor baby, don't be afraid. Just remember that we in the group are always on your side and will help you resist him."
"Hmmmm."
By the time Ji Hanxi calmed down and went downstairs, the filming was already underway.
Vivienne wore a white robe, a white wreath, and white lace. Her long straight golden hair and light makeup complemented each other, making her look noble and holy.
Especially the lace covering the eyes is a stroke of genius. It not only does not cover up the beauty, but also brings a sense of abstinence.
"Good! Very good! Another front view." said the photographer holding the lens. Obviously, he did not expect today's shooting to be so smooth, much smoother than usual.
Vivienne held a bow and arrow in her hand. It was custom-made, with no practical use, just a decorative feature. But when the arrow came into her hand, a sense of solemnity and coldness suddenly emerged.
He drew his bow and shot his arrow, and the moment the arrow was released, the blower turned on, and the strong wind from the arrow blew his long hair, his robe, and his lace ribbons, showing his beauty more intuitively.
Vivienne herself was gorgeous and charming, but her aura was icy and cold, just like the way she spoke—harsh and vicious, easily leaving someone stabbed and wounded. When he wielded cold weapons, this coldness and sharpness were fully displayed.
It seems like he can really shoot people to death with arrows!
The team showered Vivienne with praise, praising her for her photography skills and expressiveness. Ji Hanxi paid no attention to any of this. She borrowed a wet wipe and carefully wiped her ankle.
He had touched this place before, although only for a moment, but she always felt that the touch was still there.
Vivienne's hands were incredibly delicate, evident in her pampered lifestyle, meticulously maintained, and unburdened by hardship. Unlike those rough-hewn men and athletes, whose hands were often rough and thickly calloused at the base of their thumbs.
If someone else touched her ankle, it would be fine and she wouldn't be so disgusted, but that person was Vivienne, she always felt weird and disgusted... The hand was so white, so thin and smooth, so disgusting!
After wiping her ankles, she thought of her lips and took a tissue from the table to wipe her mouth. Although he didn't actually touch her, the distance was too close, and she always felt that the air was contaminated.
Just after wiping her lips, she saw Vivienne pulling off the lace and walking towards her.
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