Indeed, the renowned director Lei Yanhui had taken a liking to Sheng Tang.
Sheng Tang was very beautiful, this was beyond doubt. She inherited all the best features of Cheng Ruojun and Xu Bingzhi.
But she wasn’t captivating to everyone.
To say that whoever saw her would immediately like her would be an exaggeration. Everyone has different aesthetics, and even the most heavenly woman can appear ordinary to some.
However, Lei Yanhui was very fond of Sheng Tang’s type.
He had been famous for many years, and countless women had thrown themselves at him, including many young and beautiful ones.
Having seen and experienced so much, he had become somewhat numb.
His heart hadn’t been moved by any woman for a long time. It was like being tired of the finest delicacies and having no appetite for even the best food.
But Sheng Tang was different.
When she entered the audition room, something hit Lei Yanhui’s heart hard, sending ripples through it.
It was like seeing his beloved girl as a young man.
At that moment, he slightly avoided Sheng Tang’s eyes.
Sheng Tang performed a scene where the female lead quarrels with the male lead, fierce and charming, vividly bringing her character to life, which captivated Lei Yanhui even more.
She moved his heart.
He wasn’t trying to enforce any unspoken rules on Sheng Tang; he was very confident.
He spread a little word, and Sheng Tang would surely come to him of her own accord. His status in the film industry, his position in S City, determined that he had this charm.
Tonight, he asked Sheng Tang out, feeling a bit impatient.
It had been many years, really many years since he had felt moved by a woman.
Tonight, Sheng Tang wore a sky-blue evening dress, elegant and gentle, not flaunting her charms, which made Lei Yanhui feel like she was his first love—the goddess he glimpsed in university.
"Director Lei," Sheng Tang greeted him.
Lei Yanhui suppressed his inner emotions, appearing slightly cold: "Have a seat, Miss Sheng."
Then, he glanced at Ke Fei.
Ke Fei greeted him as well.
Lei Yanhui was even colder towards Ke Fei.
At this moment, Lei Yanhui’s assistant came in and said to Ke Fei, "Mr. Ke, let’s sit outside. Director Lei needs to discuss some roles with Miss Sheng. This is confidential."
Ke Fei’s heart skipped a beat.
Sure enough, Lei Yanhui had this intention, and he thought Ke Fei, as an agent, had agreed to dinner just to play matchmaker.
Ke Fei broke into a cold sweat.
Sheng Tang sat across from Lei Yanhui. They first briefly discussed the script, then Lei Yanhui took a gentle sip of wine, unable to hide the waves in his eyes.
"Miss Sheng, are you in a relationship?"
"Yes," Sheng Tang replied.
Lei Yanhui seemed to just remember: "Oh, I just remembered, I heard about that, Gu You’s son. Gu You is quite an interesting person; we used to have dinner together."
Sheng Tang smiled.
Lei Yanhui’s gaze became increasingly heated. His eyes seemed like hooks, hooking onto Sheng Tang: "If Miss Sheng doesn’t go home tonight, your boyfriend wouldn’t mind, would he?"
This was a very obvious inquiry.
Tonight, he wanted Sheng Tang to stay with him.
Sheng Tang smiled: "Director Lei, thank you for valuing me. I came here hoping to secure this role. It seems now that Director Lei has no intention of giving me this role."
"What do you mean?" Lei Yanhui said, "I can’t wait for you to have the role. Miss Sheng, you don’t know how much I admire you."
Having said that, he reached out and grabbed Sheng Tang’s hand.
Sheng Tang twisted her wrist, pinning his hand, causing Lei Yanhui to wince in pain, greatly shocked.
"Director Lei, groping is inappropriate." Sheng Tang smiled.
Lei Yanhui’s face was full of anger.
He burst into a rage.