Chapter 89: Chapter 89 Where to Go
Ye Xian had thought that after the award ceremony ended, the night of screams would disperse as well.
Unexpectedly, there was a celebrity party afterwards.
She picked up her bag and was ready to sneak away, but Cary stopped her abruptly.
“Ye’s followers, you were too handsome today!”
Cary looked her up and down with an admiring gaze as if seeing her for the first time in several days, never expecting her to have the courage to go on stage to accept the award, and to say something so interesting and inspirational. She seemed completely different from her previously affected and artificial self, to the point where he almost didn’t recognize her.
“Thank you for the compliment.”
Ye Xian pushed past him and was about to leave.
Cary, “Why are you in such a hurry? Where are you going?”
“Why rush home? As a single dog without a girlfriend, the party is about to start.”
“You guys have fun. I’m not going to crowd in.”
“How can that be!” Cary firmly grasped her arm as she tried to escape, “Haven’t you always wanted more resources? Today, I’m feeling particularly generous. I’ll introduce you to a few directors. I guarantee you’ll get some decent resources. How about it?”
“Thank you for the generous offer, but I just received the Rotten Sour Plum Award, it doesn’t seem quite appropriate.”
“What’s inappropriate about that? Or do you not trust my connections?”
“Stop dithering; the party has started, let’s hurry over.”
Cary, without further discussion, pulled her towards the bustling crowd at the party.
Ye Xian looked around nervously as she walked, fearing that a certain “Werewolf” might suddenly appear.
After all, she had boldly dissed Bo Tingshen on stage just earlier.
Poking fun at the werewolf feels good for a moment, funeral pyre afterwards.
If she were caught by the CEO, she was definitely in big trouble!
Cary, known as the Little Prince of variety shows, whose every program he had participated in had been a major hit. Well-liked for his pleasant personality and high EQ, even with Ye Xian, who had just won the ‘Rotten Sour Plum Award,’ many people still approached to chat.
A director, who had just made a notably popular idol drama, walked over to them. Cary quickly handed Ye Xian a glass of red wine and signaled with his eyes for her to step up.
Ye Xian cleared her throat, just about to go greet him, when she saw the director smile broadly at someone behind her, “President Bo, I’ve heard a lot about you…”
Upon hearing the words “President Bo”, Ye Xian shuddered with fear and in turning around, bumped into a wall of flesh.
The wine glass tipped, and the deep red wine stains flowed down the man’s expensive suit jacket to his white shirt underneath, soaking it through and faintly revealing a distinctly defined set of abs, showcasing the man’s incomparable physique.
Seeing the scene unfold before him, Cary involuntarily took a deep breath, “…” Ye Xian, this hopeless case, had managed to screw things up again. If he wasn’t mistaken, this was the third time she had provoked the President today.
The first time she spoke ill of him in the CEO’s car, the second time on the award stage, and now…
Ye Xian touched the man’s rock-hard obliques, smelled the faint scent of aloeswood, and her mind was suddenly filled with alarm bells.
She turned to run, but before she could get far, someone firmly caught the back of her neck.
“Where are you going?”
The man’s deep and mellow voice overflowed, with a hint of displeasure and threat.
Ye Xian’s escape attempt failed, and her heart skipped a beat. She slowly raised her hands in surrender, “Not going anywhere, going, going to get some paper to wipe you down.”