On the ancient building.
Xie Huaiye's handsome eyebrows were furrowed, and his thin lips were pressed into a line.
His eyes betrayed his barely suppressed frustration.
However, they couldn't lash out because of the situation.
Yan Ning leaned against a red-lacquered pillar in the corner.
Seeing Xie Huaiye's dilemma, a subtle smile appeared on her lips.
The show should end now.
She clapped her hands crisply, making two "clap clap" sounds.
It instantly broke the oppressive atmosphere in the ancient building.
All eyes immediately turned to them.
"Everyone."
Her voice was clear and bright as she strode up the creaking wooden stairs.
He walked straight up to the crowd.
Sunlight streamed through the carved window lattice, casting a halo around her.
"Mr. Xie, your filming time is up. Have you all finished chatting?"
Master Ye was very displeased at being interrupted.
She squinted as she sized up the pretty girl who had suddenly appeared:
Who are you?
Yan Ning smiled politely, but her eyes remained unwavering: "I am Mr. Xie's assistant, Yan Ning."
"I apologize for disturbing everyone's enjoyment, but the shooting contract is clearly signed, the time is tight, and we can't afford to delay."
"Hey, what's the rush!"
Master Ye waved his hand, displaying an air of wealth and arrogance, "Let's chat a little longer. If the filming is postponed, I'll cover the losses!"
He tried to use money to overcome Yan Ning's obstruction.
"No, that won't work."
Yan Ning's tone was gentle, but his attitude was as firm as a rock:
"Filming is a job, and the spirit of contract is the most important thing. Money is one thing, but reputation and professional ethics are another."
She turned slightly to the side and made a "please" gesture.
Her posture was elegant, yet she carried an invisible pressure.
Suddenly, the drone flew over the ancient building and started filming the group.
Wow, Ning Jie is so cool! I love her to death!
[As expected, it still takes Sister Ning's help, haha, she got the style just right!]
[Take Young Master Xie away immediately, this farce needs to end!!]
[You want Young Master Xie to be your live-in son-in-law? No way!]
I do not agree to this marriage! I firmly refuse!
Ye Qingling watched with a smile the whole time.
Only then did she gently tug at her father's sleeve, her voice so soft it could melt water:
“Father, forget it. Don’t make things difficult for Mr. Xie. There’s plenty of time. Let Mr. Xie… think it over carefully.”
Her eyes sparkled.
She gave Xie Huaiye a meaningful look.
Master Ye then gave a forced hum and waved his hand, "Alright, alright, you can go first! But Mr. Huai..."
He turned to Xie Huaiye, his tone carrying the authority of an elder, "You need to give me a definite answer about this in a couple of days!"
"Let's go, let's go."
Yan Ning breathed a sigh of relief and immediately stepped forward.
She practically pushed Xie Huaiye as he turned and went downstairs.
The old wooden staircase is narrow and steep.
The light was dim, and the air was filled with the smell of wood and dust.
The two walked down the road, one in front of the other.
The footsteps were exceptionally clear in the silent space.
Yan Ning led the way, with Xie Huaiye close behind.
It's right around a corner.
The staircase was so narrow that only one person could barely pass through.
Suddenly, Xie Huaiye quickened his pace by half a step.
Yan Ning felt a warm breath suddenly approaching from behind.
Immediately afterwards, a strong arm braced against the wall beside her.
His tall figure instantly enveloped her in the small space.
Her back was almost pressed against the rough, cold brick wall.
Before her lay his burning chest; there was nowhere to retreat.
“Yan Ning…”
His deep voice sounded above her head.
With a suppressed hoarseness.
His hot breath brushed against her sensitive earlobe:
"You did this on purpose, didn't you?"
Yan Ning's heart skipped a beat.
She instinctively tried to look up, but her forehead almost bumped into his chin.
She was trapped between his breath and the wall.
Unable to move.
"Is it fun to watch people surround me and try to arrange marriages for me?"
His voice was lower and deeper.
Every word felt like a spark, hitting her heart.
He also braced his other hand against the wall.
She was completely confined to this small space.
The two were so close that they could feel each other's body heat coming from under their clothes.
"You really want to see me marry someone else? Hmm?"
His voice rose slightly at the end.
The question carried a dangerous, wounded tone.
Yan Ning was somewhat dazed by the oppressive feeling and scorching heat.
My heart was pounding like a drum.
She tried to remain calm.
He met his dark eyes, which were so close to his, churning with complex emotions:
"Xie Huaiye, be reasonable! I just... I just felt it was time to end this farce, and incidentally... to create some entertainment value..."
Her defense was met with his deep gaze.
The sound gradually faded away.
"For entertainment purposes?"
Xie Huaiye chuckled and leaned forward slightly.
His nose almost touched hers.
His intense gaze was fixed on her somewhat flustered eyes:
"Is watching me being pressured into marriage the kind of entertainment you wanted?"
"Yan Ning, your heart is so hard..."
His fingers brushed lightly against the back of her hand, which hung at her side.
It brought a slight shiver.
The stairwell was dimly lit, and the air seemed to have frozen.
Their breathing could be heard clearly.
Intertwined, ambiguous yet burning hot.
Yan Ning could smell the cool yet slightly oppressive aura emanating from him.
My cheeks started to burn uncontrollably.
Just then, the town mayor's voice could be faintly heard from downstairs: "Mr. Xie? Yan Ning? Are you ready?"
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