Ye Xiaotian slumped weakly into the chair, his eyes looking at Su Luo with a dull and lifeless expression.
"Xiao Mei has resigned."
Ever since Su Luo asked him to follow and film Xiao Mei, he has been in a stalker mode, sending her a bouquet of flowers and various desserts every day, and occasionally giving her designer gifts, while he himself is eating instant noodles in misery.
He had wanted to confess his feelings to Xiaomei again yesterday, but Xiaomei told him that she wouldn't be coming back. She had already submitted her resignation and moved to another company.
Ye Xiaotian was struck dumb and couldn't sleep all night.
Su Luo stood up, handed Ye Xiaotian a cigarette, and comforted him.
"Go ahead and leave, brother. Actually, I've always felt that you and her aren't a good match."
He had warned Ye Xiaotian when he saw him giving Xiaomei a gift that he couldn't handle such a materialistic and vain woman.
Unfortunately, Ye Xiaotian wouldn't listen at all, saying that Xiaomei wasn't the kind of woman Su Luo was thinking of; she was just too shy and conservative, which was why she hadn't accepted him so quickly.
Ye Xiaotian bit down hard on the cigarette holder, his hand trembling as he pressed the lighter, and he lit the cigarette with shaky steps.
He took a deep breath and exhaled a thick cloud of white mist.
Su Luo shook her head helplessly.
Love really is a tormenting thing.
Look what they've done to my good brother!
Her hair was all unkempt, a messy tangle that looked like a chicken coop.
His dark circles made him look like a panda, and his handsome face looked extremely haggard.
His body was shaking while he was smoking. Looking at him like this, he looked like a heavy smoker who was about to pass out!
Ye Xiaotian looked at Su Luo again with bloodshot eyes and asked in a hoarse voice.
"Do you really think she never liked me?"
He still wouldn't give up. He finally fell in love with the last person, how could it end before it even started?
Su Luo bought one, exhaled a puff of smoke, and affirmed.
"No."
That woman might not love anyone. He couldn't see any innocence in her eyes, only her naked desire for money and status.
Ye Xiaotian asked blankly, "If she doesn't like me, why did she ask me to take her home, have dinner with me, and accept the gifts I gave her?"
He had never been in a relationship before, so he could only blindly explore, thinking that if he gave her the best, she would gradually be moved and fall in love with him.
Su Luo didn't want to hurt his brother's feelings, but he also didn't want his brother to get into trouble further, so he spoke frankly.
"Perhaps, perhaps she just enjoys the feeling of being loved, and the gifts you gave her."
Ye Xiaotian persisted, "Is that so? Then what kind of man do you think she would like?"
Su Luo tilted her head slightly and thought about it seriously for a moment.
"Rich people? Anyway, it's not you."
Ye Xiaotian tossed his cigarette butt into the ashtray and exclaimed excitedly.
"You mean if I'm rich, she'll like me?"
"Why are you so agitated? Aren't you even poorer than me?"
Su Luo was a little worried about Ye Xiaotian's mental state. Had this kid gone mad?
Ye Xiaotian rubbed his hands together and said with a smile, "Actually, I've always wanted to tell you this: my family is quite wealthy. Although we can't compare to the super-rich, we still have tens of millions."
Actually, the tens of millions he mentioned were just liquid assets; he also had a considerable amount of real estate that he hadn't included in his calculations…
"What did you say?" Su Luo asked incredulously.
“When I graduated, my dad insisted that I take over the family business, but I didn’t like managing hotels. I liked photography, so they cut off my allowance.”
Su Luo was furious and said sternly.
"Get out!"
I'm annoyed, very annoyed.
Your poor brother who used to always steal your lunchbox has suddenly turned into a rich kid. Who can swallow this insult?
"Hey, don't be angry. I just didn't inherit the family business, so I'm still poor!"
Ye Xiaotian really didn't lie to him on purpose, and Su Luo never asked him about it.
Su Luo said irritably.
"Alright, I don't like you. Get out of here now, or I'll beat you up. Remember, even if you have money, go home and inherit the family business. Xiao Mei, you can forget about it!"
"If you insist on being a scapegoat, then... then pretend I didn't say anything!"
...
The midday sun shone through the thin gauze curtains into the bedroom, casting large patches of light on the polished floor.
Lying on the bed, Song Lingshan unconsciously turned over.
After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes.
His lifeless eyes slowly focused, and before him was the familiar ceiling; his pupils trembled slightly.
Wasn't she drinking?
When did you get home?
A sharp pain shot through her temples, and Song Lingshan frowned slightly, raising her hand to rub her brow.
I tried hard to recall the fragmented memories of last night.
Huh?
My lower back is so sore, and my legs are sore too.
Su Luo's image flashed through his mind, and the beautiful scenes of the two of them in the bathroom and bedroom kept flashing through his mind.
It seems she slapped Su Luo later.
Why did we hit him?
Oh, by the way, Su Luo said that he abandoned her back then because he fell in love with someone else.
Thinking of this, Song Lingshan's head throbbed even more.
It's still hard to accept the fact that Su Luo has fallen for someone else.
He gripped the sheet tightly, his chest rising and falling slightly as he adjusted his breathing.
Song Lingshan took a deep breath and glanced out the window; it was already noon.
I reached out and grabbed my phone from the bedside table, only to find it was out of battery.
I sat up and plugged my phone into a power source.
A moment later, the phone screen lit up.
Song Lingshan immediately turned on her phone and, sure enough, found several missed calls and unread messages.
There were calls from Wenzi, the secretary, and Su Luo.
Song Lingshan didn't rush to return the call, but instead opened the unread messages.
Wenzi: Mr. Song, your phone is off when I call you. I'm on my way to your house.
Song Lingshan immediately called Wen Zi and told her that she didn't need to come.
I got up, quickly washed up, ate two slices of toast, and headed straight to the company.
...
Meanwhile, Su Luo has already begun filming the short drama. Since the photography department is short-staffed, he, as the supervisor, also has to participate in the filming.
Scripts featuring two female leads are currently popular, so Song Lingshan bought the rights to a currently trending novel about forced love with two female leads and decided to adapt it into a script.
This scene takes place indoors.
The two female leads are about to have an in-depth conversation.
The female T is Ding Yao, and the female P is Song Ruan.
Ding Yao forced Song Ruan onto the bed.
Su Luo, carrying a camera, focused intently on taking pictures of the two female leads.
With a start.
The two female leads got into character.
Ding Yao grabbed Song Ruan's hands and pulled them above her head to hold them in place. Her dark eyes held a restrained lust as she spoke coldly.
"Song Ruan, your father sold you to me. You'd better understand your place. You are just my property. You have no right to say no, understand?"
Song Ruan glared at her fiercely and said coldly.
"You bastard, I told you I can slowly earn money to pay you back, let go..."
"Click!"
The director, who was not far away, shouted "Cut!" with a dark expression.
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