CHAPTER 80: A LEAD TO AN END

Ye Feimo stood up and waved his hand. "Bring in all the people they brought. Let their subordinates take turns on them. They’re not allowed to leave until dawn, and don’t kill them."

Xiao Hei: "..."

Second Young Master Ye, you’re brilliant!

Aren’t you afraid that one day you’ll fall into someone else’s hands and we’ll take turns on you? Just thinking about that scene made Xiao Hei want to jump into the sea immediately.

Ye Feimo no longer looked at this scene. His methods of dealing with people had never been so twisted and perverted, always giving them a quick end. But this time, they had really provoked him.

They deserved it.

Daring to provoke Wen Nuan would lead to this end.

If anyone dared to touch a single hair on her head, he would make them regret being born.

Leaving the second floor, he went up to the bedroom on the third floor and comfortably watched a movie. Brother Xiong, Brother Qiang, Young Master Xu, and others, including Bai Xiuwen and Gu Yiting who had made things difficult for Wen Nuan, none of them were missed.

If that girl knew about this, she definitely wouldn’t know how to look at him.

Forget it, there was no need for her to know. Just let her think that the world was all white and full of kindness. That was enough.

He had been ordered home these past few days. His eldest sister-in-law and nieces and nephews had come home. Third Young Master Ye and Cheng Anya had asked him to stay at home. He hadn’t seen Wen Nuan since that day. He heard from Cai Xiaojing that she was doing very well on set.

She was very much appreciated by Director Zhang. He had heard of that director, a relatively upright person who spoke his mind directly. If Wen Nuan could get his praise, it must be because she had talent. Thinking of Wen Nuan’s usual appearance, Ye Feimo couldn’t help but curl his lips.

He wondered what it felt like when she was acting.

Suddenly, he really wanted to see a work she had acted in.

Ye Feimo opened his computer. Inside were three commercials, two music videos, and several posters that Wen Nuan had filmed so far, as well as the first trailer for "Princess Qinglian." It felt good. Wen Nuan’s appearance was the most suitable for ancient costumes among the artists he had seen, completely ethereal. However...

Second Young Master Ye’s eyebrows furrowed slightly. Why did the male lead look more and more irritating the more he looked at him?

Why could someone who looked like that stand next to his clumsy girl? Damn it, they even kissed!

Second Young Master Ye was furious!

Director Zhang announced that they would be working overtime tonight. A group of actors looked at him with mournful faces, hoping to gain the director’s pity. Unfortunately, Director Zhang’s heart was as hard as stone. He made the final decision: overtime!

Wen Nuan really wanted to cry. She hadn’t gone home for two nights.

She had already begun to miss her soft and comfortable big bed.

The crew had been rushing the schedule, working themselves to death. Being an actor was really not something a person did alone; it was too tiring. Audiences usually only saw the actors’ spirited image on the screen, saw them wearing glamorous clothes attending this event and that activity, and never thought about how much effort they put in behind the scenes.

She normally didn’t get enough sleep, less than six hours a day. These past few days had been even worse, only sleeping two or three hours a day. Basically, as soon as her eyes closed, the director would wake her up. The dark circles under her eyes were very unsightly and required a lot of powder to cover up.

After finishing her own scenes during the day, she still had a lot of training to attend. Soon, she would be filming the Anning International 5203 series jewelry commercial. The director of the jewelry department said they needed to cultivate her temperament.

Cai Xiaojing sent Wen Nuan’s photos over, and the director slammed the table, saying she wasn’t elegant enough, not noble enough, and didn’t have enough presence to film Anning International’s jewelry commercial.

Upon hearing this, Wen Nuan cursed his ancestors for eighteen generations in her mind.

Damn it, you were the one who chose me for the commercial, and now you’re complaining that my looks don’t meet the requirements? Why did you choose me to film the commercial in the first place?

Cai Xiaojing couldn’t tell her, "Your sugar daddy chose you."

For this temperament, Cai Xiaojing specially had someone teach her ballet, and also had her take specialized courses. There was also a professional image designer who taught her how to walk and how to smile. Wen Nuan was so tired that she couldn’t even smile anymore.

During dinner time, Wen Nuan had lost a lot of weight recently. She was already thin, but she had been too tired lately and hadn’t rested well, so she had become even thinner, perfectly meeting Cai Xiaojing’s aesthetic requirements, even saving her the trouble of dieting.

This dinner was to reward Wen Nuan for her hard work these past few days. Cai Xiaojing had prepared braised meatballs, pork chops, and cod fillets for her, a truly lavish spread. Wen Nuan drooled at the sight and was about to dig in when Cai Xiaojing received a call from Cheng Anya.

"Xiaojing, bring Wen Nuan to the top-floor cafe at Milan Spring. I’ll treat her to dinner," Cheng Anya said with a smile. Cai Xiaojing thought to herself, did the chairman’s wife of Anning International like Wen Nuan very much?

She agreed. Cheng Anya then said, "Oh right, help her dress up nicely before coming over. I want to see a beautiful, elegant, and stunning Wen Nuan."

Cai Xiaojing tilted her head to look at the person who was currently drooling over the feast, her heartstrings twitching slightly. Stunning the audience? Madam Ye, that’s a bit difficult.

"...Yes, Madam."

Wen Nuan didn’t care about Cai Xiaojing. She was on the phone all day long, scheduling times, rushing to announcements, with a pile of things to do. She grabbed a braised meatball and was about to put it in her mouth, having been terribly abused recently.

She hadn’t eaten properly, and that perverted director even said that although her figure was good, her face was a bit chubby and she definitely needed to lose weight, forcing Cai Xiaojing to feed her only cabbage and tofu every day. She craved meat.

Just as the braised meatball was about to reach her mouth, Cai Xiaojing interrupted her. Wen Nuan blinked, thinking that Cai Xiaojing suddenly felt she was still chubby and wouldn’t let her eat it, feeling utterly heartbroken.

Cai Xiaojing looked at her expression and thought of the elegance Cheng Anya had mentioned. Heavens, a girl drooling over pork, could she be elegant?

"What?"

"Don’t eat. Madam Ye wants to see you." Cai Xiaojing pulled Wen Nuan up and called out to Director Zhang, "Director Zhang, Wen Nuan has something to do. I’ll take her away first. You can drill her all night tomorrow, no problem. We’re leaving."

Director Zhang was quite nice to Cai Xiaojing and Wen Nuan and didn’t mind. Cai Xiaojing pulled Wen Nuan away in a flash from the set.

"Xiaojing-jie, let’s eat first," Wen Nuan said, touching her stomach. She was really hungry, and then became indignant. "I only ate one piece of bread today. You can’t treat me like this."

Cai Xiaojing said, "Being hungry is good. If you’re full, you’ll have a small belly when you wear the evening dress. Be good."

Wen Nuan lowered her eyes to look at her flat stomach and teared up again. "..."