latelenovela Chapter 1 If you can't do it, just say so early.
Chapter 1 If you can't do it, just say so early.
In the bathroom.
The air is filled with the aroma of water vapor, and the faint scent of pine wood intertwines with the sweet fragrance of preserved plums.
Yan Zhuoyu, reeking of alcohol, lightly traced her fingertips across the man's Adam's apple, teasingly asking, "Want to?"
Her wine-red nightgown accentuated her fair complexion, her delicate eyebrows were like wisps of smoke, and her eyes sparkled with captivating charm.
Pei Weijin's throat bobbed slightly, and he whispered, "Mrs. Pei, you're drunk."
He grasped her slender, fair wrist and gently pulled her into his arms.
Water splashed everywhere in the bathtub, and rose petals were scattered all over the floor, creating a romantic and enchanting atmosphere.
Pei Weijin, with the air of a virtuous gentleman, gently pulled up Yan Zhuoyu's slipping thin shoulder strap, covering her dazzlingly white skin.
"Too frequent use will harm your health; Mrs. Pei needs to know how to be moderate."
Upon hearing this, Yan Zhuoyu lowered her head and chuckled softly, her red lips brushing against his ear, her breath as fragrant as orchids.
"President Pei, I hate your pretentious attitude."
Her dark, wavy hair cascaded down like seaweed, obscuring most of her graceful curves.
"If you can't do it, just say so as soon as possible. I can understand. After all, a man's prime is very short. Once he's over twenty, his sexual performance declines sharply."
After provoking him, Yan Zhuoyu ran away, using her hands to brace herself against his abs to get out of the bathtub.
The leg that had just been extended was firmly pulled back, and both hands were also held down.
Pei Weijin's deep eyes grew increasingly lustful, but his voice remained low and calm: "Hold on tight."
The steam in the bathroom thickened, and the essential oil bottle was accidentally knocked over, filling the air with its fragrance.
Yan Zhuoyu's fingertips turned red, and her body trembled slightly as if she had been electrocuted: "Pei Weijin, get away, I don't want it anymore..."
She tried to grasp something, but another large hand forcefully filled the space between her fingers, slowly tightening its grip.
The man chuckled: "Mrs. Pei, this is the fourth time already."
In the mirror, the red mole on Yan Zhuoyu's collarbone appeared even more alluring under the moisture.
Compared to her loss of control, Pei Weijin's voice remained calm and composed, seemingly unaffected. Being with her felt like completing a task, a purely businesslike affair.
But his movements were full of wild possessiveness, his tall body enveloping her completely.
"Also, we are already legally married, so at this moment you should call me husband."
Dissatisfied with this comparison, Yan Zhuoyu bit his tense arm in a fit of pique: "Then let's see if President Pei can satisfy me."
*
On the dark gray bed lay a beautiful woman wearing a large men's bathrobe.
The beauty's sleeping posture was exceptionally unrestrained, almost completely occupying the entire bed horizontally.
The phone on the bedside table was buzzing. She rolled around impatiently a few times before listlessly picking it up.
"Hello?" The voice was hoarse from just waking up.
The agent had just learned of her artist's secret marriage at the end of last month, and upon hearing her voice, she knew where Yan Zhuoyu had slept last night.
Her voice was full of helplessness, but also revealed a hint of relief.
"Miss, do you know how many times I've called you! Your negative headlines have been trending all night! My PR team and I are going crazy, and you're still sleeping!"
I was worried that my artist would be so upset about trending topics that she couldn't eat or sleep, but seeing her sleeping soundly like this is a good thing.
Yan Zhuoyu asked in confusion, "Trending topics? What trending topics?"
Last night, at the wrap party for the film crew, she had a few drinks and then went home.
Coincidentally, Pei Weijin was also at home last night.
With such beauty and skill, plus the fact that they exchanged medical reports before getting their marriage certificate, President Pei is perfectly clean. They're a legally married couple, so why not take advantage of it?
She didn't touch her phone at all during the entire process. It was only when President Pei went to the company in the morning that he turned off the silent mode on her phone, so naturally she didn't know about the trending topic.
Qiao Xinyun, who had stayed up all night, was feeling a bit listless: "Go check Weibo yourself. It's probably Director Wang who's up to this, trying to force you to give in."
"Director Wang?"
Yan Zhuoyu had just woken up and was still a little dazed. There were too many directors with the surname Wang. She never paid attention to unimportant people and things, and for a moment she couldn't remember who this person was.
Qiao Xinyun truly admired her composure: "No way, Miss, you just cracked his skull open yesterday and slapped him twice, left and right, and you've already forgotten?"
"Oh, him."
Yan Zhuoyu remembered: "It's that old bald monk with the receding hairline who I slapped his wig off last night."
Qiao Xinyun: "..."
How could she detect a hint of sigh in this young lady's tone? Was she not satisfied with the beating?
"Sigh, I have to go to the hotel again to see if I can find any useful evidence."
Yan Zhuoyu hung up the phone, propped a pillow behind her back, leaned lazily against the headboard, and twirled a strand of her long hair around her fingertips.
She was so exhausted after last night that she couldn't even lift a finger, and Pei Weijin had to take care of her hair. She was very satisfied with this marriage prospectus.
As for that old bald monk...
Director Wang approached her with the script from the very beginning. After reading the script, her agent felt that the role of the female agent was a good fit for her image. She was a bright and beautiful woman in a cheongsam, a tragic character, and very likable, so she accepted the role.
The female agent was, after all, a supporting character with few scenes. Director Wang repeatedly hinted to her that as long as she pleased him, she could increase her screen time and be promoted to the second female lead.
Yan Zhuoyu ignored him, and Wang Dao, having lost face, harbored resentment.
At the wrap party, Director Wang went even further, publicly provoking and physically assaulting Yan Zhuoyu, declaring that if she spent one night with him, all future leading ladies would be hers.
He even arrogantly told Yan Zhuoyu not to refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit.
How could she tolerate that with her fiery temper? She grabbed a beer bottle and smashed it over his head.
……
Thinking of this, Yan Zhuoyu couldn't help but laugh again.
All I could think of was that old bald monk, his butt sticking out, searching for a wig on the ground.
She turned the air conditioning down a bit and lightly tapped the screen with her fingertips.
He exclaimed in amazement that his name was among the top ten trending topics on the entertainment charts.
"The fishtail dress I wore on the red carpet the other day was so beautiful and sparkly, but it didn't even make it to the trending topics. This old bald monk is really willing to spend a lot of money."
She read through the headlines one by one from top to bottom, and all of them had the word "explosive" in front of them.
Yan Zhuoyu slapped Director Wang in public because she was dissatisfied with her limited screen time.
Shocking news! The famously beautiful but morally ambiguous actress Yan Zhuoyu has a scandalous private life, with a string of sugar daddies. Where is the bottom line in the entertainment industry?
The superstar surnamed Y is arrogant and domineering on set, a diva who no one dares to discipline.
Wrap party
……
When Yan Zhuoyu clicked on the first trending topic, she was bombarded with exclamation marks. The content from the marketing account was highly inflammatory, and it was accompanied by a video.
[Orange Entertainment: Yan Zhuoyu's drinking behavior reveals her character; she allegedly lost control after drinking due to insufficient screen time! Not only did she verbally provoke him, but she also physically slapped veteran director Wang! Such recklessness raises the question: is she backed by a powerful figure?]
The accompanying video was blurry, had no sound, and had been maliciously edited, showing only her drunken outburst and angrily slapping Director Wang.
Marketing accounts also maliciously misled people into imagining themselves as sponsors, and the comment section was filled with malicious intent.
[I'm speechless. Why don't they realize how little screen time they have? All they do is stare and pout. The fact that they're still allowed on screen is because we, the audience, have a high tolerance!]
[Director Wang is a paragon of integrity in the industry, how could he be publicly humiliated by this kind of woman? Where is the justice?!]
Am I the only one curious about who Yan Zhuoyu's sugar daddy is? How dare he be so arrogant?
[Disgusting. Why don't you just stay a pretty face and be content with that? Why do you have to mess around like this? Do you have any respect for your fans?]
[She really thinks she's a big star and acts like a diva. A thorough investigation is needed to find out who Yan Zhuoyu's backer is. This unethical artist, disrespectful to her seniors, should get out of the entertainment industry!]
[I just passed by and couldn't stand her anymore. That face of hers looks like it's been rigged with technology, with that foxy, seductive look.]
……
Yan Zhuoyu wasn't angry about anything else, but when she saw this person slander her beauty as a technology, her beautiful eyes widened in anger.
I scrolled down several more pages until I found comments that seemed to be from my girlfriend's fans.
[Family members, am I the only one who thinks Zhuobao's slap was incredibly cool? And thinking back to her look in "Spring Rain," a stunning beauty in a cheongsam and high heels, I'm completely mesmerized. Enough said, sister, slap me!!!]
"Have a vision."
Yan Zhuoyu gave the comment a thumbs up without hesitation.
The moment I liked the post, my manager exploded.
My phone kept ringing with notification sounds.
Qiao Xinyun frantically sent messages: "My dear princess, my little darling! Why didn't you switch to your alternate account when you liked this post!"