This awkward woman, probably hates me in her heart!
Whose fault is it that he wants to sleep with her? Following Ling Yichuan and Mo Siyu’s advice, he ought to at least try to sweet-talk her before he gets his hands on her.
Maybe because everyone had rushed forward to join the film festival, the back area was not as crowded. As he made his way inside, he only occasionally encountered a couple of staff members.
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Arriving at the backstage area, which is used as an exhibition hall, it wasn’t equipped like a TV station with dedicated make-up rooms and dressing rooms. Instead, a small exhibition room at the back was temporarily partitioned off to serve as a changing room.
Yu Zexiao looked up and saw the sign for the ladies’ makeup room and, even without common knowledge, he knew to stand at the door with his arms crossed: "Hey, stupid woman, are you in there?"
He took a step forward and knocked: "Hey, Jian Anning, are you in there?"
Then, Jian Anning’s voice came from inside: "Wait a minute!"
Yu Zexiao had no patience to wait. Without another word, he pushed the door open!
Inside the door, there was rack after rack of clothes, like a labyrinth. He made his way to the end, his long fingers occasionally flicking through the garments. Sure enough, at the very back, he spotted Jian Anning, who was undressing!
Her white coat was completely ruined by a glass of red wine, and what was worse was that the polka-dot underskirt underneath was also stained with splashes of red. Even her sleek stockings and the pair of high heels on her feet were dirtied significantly. At this moment, she wasn’t disheveled but was sitting on a counter inside, having removed her outer coat, her long legs crossed as she was taking off her stockings.
Jian Anning might not be the most beautiful looking, but her figure was definitely spectacular! She was famously known for her ’two-thirds’ golden ratio, meaning that her long legs took up two-thirds of her body’s proportion. Furthermore, her legs were delicate, fair-skinned, and perfectly contoured. Each curve was just right. Especially under the dim lighting, her elongated legs appeared hazy, as if veiled in a layer of thin gauze.
And as she slowly peeled the stockings down to the root of her thigh, the hem of her chiffon skirt also receded like a tide, even giving a peek at the pure white panties she was wearing underneath....
Yu Zexiao’s eyes darkened as he slowly took a few steps forward, the sound of his footsteps startling her. She quickly dropped her hemline, her face showing a hint of anger.
She was very angry. Just now, it had clearly been those women picking a fight. She had restrained herself, not because she was meek or a masochist, but because arguing with these people in public was both undignified and disadvantageous. After all, it was three against one. If it had been just Jiang Xuanqi provoking her, she would have made sure Jiang Xuanqi regretted it!
Thirdly, Yin Maohui had just requested that she must not cause a scene. As Yu Zexiao’s assistant, everything she did could potentially impact him. Making a fuss in such a big event was something only Jiang Xuanqi and her two brainless friends would do!
But even if she held back, what gave Yu Zexiao the right to splash her?
And she wasn’t fooled; she knew Yu Zexiao had splashed her because Situ Xuan was beside her!