He pointed to Huo Qi sitting behind the monitor, blatantly as if afraid others wouldn’t notice his affection for Huo Qi, his eyes filled with fury.
Yuran was surprised, "What did Huo Qi do to you these past few days? Why do you look like you want to devour someone? It’s too terrifying."
Ao Chen snapped, "Damn right I want to devour him! He’s ungrateful! He actually won’t collaborate with me, saying that my work, like myself, has regressed and is no longer the best."
"Yuran, tell me, has your master’s skill really declined?"
Yuran, whose survival instinct was still intact, said indifferently, "Master, you’re at odds with Huo Qi, and Huo Qi said those things in anger. You believed him? It’s fine if you don’t believe it."
Ao Chen had an epiphany as if his meridians were suddenly unblocked, "You’re right; he probably just wanted to anger me because he hates how I dumped him back then."
"Master, if you keep talking like that, believe it or not, you might never win Huo Qi back in this lifetime."
Ao Chen abruptly fell silent: "..."
Your mouth really is a problem. No wonder no one likes you.
Ao Chen sat fuming on the set, ignoring anyone who tried to speak to him, leaving everyone astonished. The renowned musician Ao Chen, why was he here looking so murderous, glaring at their director, Huo Qi?
Such an unimaginable scene.
Yuran returned to Bo Yan, summarizing the situation briefly. Bo Yan raised an eyebrow, "He’s got his comeuppance?"
Yuran chuckled and pinched his waist, "Don’t be so overtly mocking. Doesn’t my master deserve some face?"
"Looks like, Huo Qi has no intention of giving him any face, not even a fig leaf. The entire crew is spectating. I wonder what he feels inside and whether he still wants to reconcile with Huo Qi."
Yuran laughed, "How could he not want to? Just now, when I started to say something bad about Huo Qi, I mentioned that if he carries on this way, he’ll never be forgiven by Huo Qi in this lifetime, and didn’t he just sit there quietly, not moving an inch? He’s like a child, his temper flares quickly and subsides just as fast."
Huo Qi, on the other hand, was completely indifferent, ignoring him entirely as if to make Ao Chen a subject of ridicule.
Speaking of which, Ao Chen had it coming. It’s his own fault for having such a sharp tongue.
One scene after another was shot. When Huo Qi saw Ao Chen sitting alone, with no one offering him water or paying him any mind—it wasn’t that Yuran didn’t go over, it was because she had been busy filming, her and Bo Yan’s scenes were both quite substantial.
No one had the leisure to pay attention to the sulking Ao Chen.
Seething, Ao Chen barely waited for a break before he stood up, stormed over to Huo Qi, and everyone thought he was going to throw a punch. But unexpectedly,
his voice was incredibly soft as he looked at Huo Qi, his tone pleading, "Can we chat for a bit during your break?"
Had this man been switched at birth? A gentle Ao Chen, who has seen such a thing?
Huo Qi pursed his lips in a smile and tossed him two words, "No time."
Ao Chen snarled, "You wouldn’t talk to me even if you had the time."
Huo Qi, "That’s true. So why don’t you catch a hint and get lost? Why humiliate yourself?"
Ao Chen, "I enjoy your insults, say a few more."
Will insults cost him a piece of flesh? No, they won’t. So, if Huo Qi wants to insult him, then let it be. He’s not angry at all. After all, there’s always a price to pay, and he can afford it.
Huo Qi looked at him in astonishment, disbelief written all across his face, "Are you sick?"
Back when Ao Chen was with Huo Qi, they might not have been deeply in love, but they never openly confronted one another .
Seeing his incredulous expression, Huo Qi chuckled, "Do you think I’m still the same Huo Qi from back then, who did everything you said without arguing, always supporting your decisions?"
Ao Chen, "The world doesn’t work that way. Once you discard something you don’t care about, it won’t remain in the same state when you want to pick it back up. Do you think I, Huo Qi, am so cheap that I’d wait for you to grace me with your presence?"
Huo Qi didn’t believe him at all, "You didn’t what?"
Ao Chen, "Huo Qi, that’s not how you settle accounts. Don’t assume the worst of me, okay? All I’m asking for is a peaceful, sit-down chat."
Huo Qi crossed his arms and shifted his gaze to the monitor, refusing, "Sorry, I’m busy at the moment, and I’ll be busy for a while. I probably won’t have time to sit down for a good talk. Besides, I don’t see it as necessary."