Translator: 549690339
“This is it!” Rong Yan finally found the feeling, her excited face flushing red as she tugged at him, “Li Shengxiao, wait a second, let me try once!”
She had memorized her lines a long time ago, took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in her chest, and then remembered the profound impact Li Shengxiao’s interpretation of the character had given her. This time, she performed the whole segment smoothly, and even she could feel that sense of emotional fluidity.
Finishing the last line, Rong Yan exhaled deeply, solidifying that complex emotion in her heart, then looked up and asked, “How was it, any better than before?”
“In my eyes, you are never less than perfect. There was nothing wrong with it, not before and not now! If you think it’s not good, it’s only because you want to portray the feeling they expect.”
Such a matter-of-fact, domineeringly protective tone and expression.
Rong Yan couldn’t deny that she was moved. She avoided those deep eyes and pursed her lips, “I’m not trying to portray the director’s vision, I just don’t want to embarrass you. After all, I was the one you forced in by paying. If I don’t perform well, others will think you lack judgment.”
Compared to acting, she discovered she might be more suited to music.
But her character was not of someone who would back down upon discovering a mismatch; the moment she chose to snatch Rong Weiwei’s role, even if it was poison to her, she would swallow it!
Otherwise, it would be too unfair to Li Shengxiao!
She herself hadn’t noticed, after saying those words, how a storm surged in the depths of the usually arrogant and aloof man’s eyes!
After she spoke, she immediately turned her attention to the rest of her script work, turning around and, like the Wolf Granny, tugged at Little Baby’s hand, “Duidui, will you come help Mommy rehearse in the room? I can’t find the right feeling by myself.”
Li Duidui had been sadly ignored the whole time, but he held no grudge. As soon as Rong Yan asked for his help, he immediately nodded in agreement, “Okay!”
“My little powerhouse! Come here, give me a kiss.” Rong Yan bent down to plant a kiss on his face, happily taking the similarly pleased little guy to the bedroom.
By the time she reached the door, she remembered she seemed to have ‘crossed the river and demolished the bridge,’ and turned back to the man still standing there, “Li Shengxiao, you can go busy yourself, I’ll just rehearse the remaining parts with Duidui.”
She thought for a moment, then added, “If I can’t find the right feeling, I’ll ask you for help~”
“Don’t stay up too late!” Commanding, assertive, possessive.
Rong Yan could feel his underlying need for control beginning to show, but she didn’t mind being managed .
“Got it. You too, don’t work too late!”
Anyway, tonight she was going to sleep with her Baby, Duidui. After getting his help to briefly practice the next part of her script, she would probably take him to wash up and go to bed. She definitely wouldn’t have time to worry about whether he was still busy with work.
She just hoped Li Shengxiao wouldn’t work too late and stay up past bedtime again.
She merely reminded him out of concern, but to a man who had long wanted to pull her close and possess her fiercely, her reminder was nothing short of provocative.
Li Shengxiao irritably unbuttoned one of his shirt buttons, his breathing finally less constricted, before responding with a thin-lipped grunt, “Hmm.”
How much longer would he have to wait to make her completely his?
If she kept this up, he feared he might not be able to control himself much longer.