The swimming pool was divided into public and private areas.
Mu Ya went to the public area, while the two of them headed to the private area.
Just the two of them.
The moment they got into the water, Liang He embraced her, playing with her in the water.
Long Tianjiao flipped over, hanging on to him, hugging his neck tightly, legs wrapped around his waist, looking up to ask, "After being with you, I’ve realized I have no other pursuits. I just want to be Mrs. Liang who supports her husband and raises children, working if I want to, wining and dining wherever I please if I don’t feel like working. Such life is too wonderful."
"As long as you want it, it can come true."
"Switch to a name I prefer to hear."
Long Tianjiao gave him a punch on the chest, "Husband."
Liang He’s face blossomed into a smile, the two of them deeply affectionate; every glance filled with sweetness.
Staying in the water for over half an hour, Liang He then picked up the bathrobe from the chair and draped it over her, "You go out first, I’ll come out a few minutes later."
"I’ll wait for you at the staircase, let’s walk up to burn some fat..."
"Okay." She was conscious of staying fit; he was naturally happy to keep her company.
Long Tianjiao waited for five or six minutes before Liang He arrived.
They went upstairs together.
When they reached the third floor, they faintly heard the sound of soft panting from the fourth floor. Thɪs chapter is updated by novel fire.net
Both of them stopped instinctively.
The sound was somewhat familiar. Long Tianjiao listened carefully again, then looked at him in astonishment and whispered in his ear, "That’s Shang Zhen."
"I want to see who that man is..."
Liang He pulled her back, "Never mind, let’s not look."
"But I’m curious." Long Tianjiao tiptoed towards the sound, her footsteps nearly inaudible. When she caught sight of the moving silhouettes, she covered her mouth in shock.
It was no other person but the deputy director of their drama crew.
She and Liang He took the exit from the third floor to wait for the elevator.
"You got a clear look?"
Long Tianjiao nodded, "It’s the deputy director."
After the two returned to their hotel room, Long Tianjiao went straight to the bathroom, with Liang He following closely.
"When I was hospitalized, Shang Zhen came to visit me, I asked her whether she had a boyfriend now that she’s 18? What did she say? She said, ’No, I’m still young, why talk about boyfriends now, my mom won’t allow it.’ And she confided to Sister Tian Jiao, ’My first kiss is still with me,’ and claimed she just naturally developed this well—ugh..." Long Tianjiao made a retching gesture, "Having a boyfriend is no big deal, it’s kind of disgusting to paint oneself as so pure and chaste. No wonder I felt her scenes had increased a bit, the screenwriter added some for her, so that’s how she got them."
"Do you want to tell Antonio?"
"Do you think I should?" Long Tianjiao analyzed, "It’s wrong if I say it, wrong if I don’t. To tell is to expose, Shang Zhen would hate me to death if she knew. If I don’t tell, it doesn’t feel right either. The company is a partnership between Sister Lili and Antonio. Our agency’s rule is not to allow private resource trading among the artists; anyone discovered doing so is fired. It seems Sister Lili said that this is a dishonest practice; not focusing on acting is not what the company wants from an artist."
"Stop talking about it, your two leaders will find out sooner or later. The film isn’t finished yet, no rush for now," Liang He added, "Tomorrow I’ll mention to Director Lang that our script is not to be touched anymore. That way, even if she gets more scenes, they won’t affect us."