They all knew very well that Yu Zexiao’s attention to Jian Anning stemmed from his obsession with cleanliness, to the extent that he refused to touch other women. Once he overcame this obsession, if he were to have second thoughts, it would be too late!
Seeing Yu Zexiao frown, Ling Yichuan also patted his shoulder, "This is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime issue, you need to think it over."
As they were talking, another call came in. This time, it was from Ling Yinuo.
Yu Zexiao was slightly surprised as he answered the phone, "Hello, what’s up?"
"Yu Xingxing, what the hell are you doing! I saw Miss Jian on a date with another man!"
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While Yu Zexiao was contemplating life on his end, Jian Anning was also having a pleasant time with Situ Xuan.
To be fair, Situ Xuan was indeed a man who was too mature. He was very gentlemanly and charming, knew how to keep the atmosphere lively without letting it go cold, and while expressing his admiration as much as possible, he didn’t make her feel overly disgusted.
The night in Shangcheng was dazzling with lights. Over the years, the earth-shattering changes in Huaxia Country made its prosperity no less inferior to that of Vancouver across the ocean.
A black Bentley stopped in front of a glass-fronted, modern-styled small courtyard in the city center. Situ Xuan opened the car door and smiled as he invited her in.
"This is my ’headquarters’ in Shangcheng," he smiled. "I come here when I’m feeling down."
Jian Anning didn’t want to go back to the hotel so early. She was indeed fed up with Yu Zexiao today and took this opportunity to give herself a long break.
Therefore, Situ Xuan drove her to his studio situated on the most bustling street.
Situ Xuan entered using a lock that required iris and fingerprint recognition. As soon as the "welcome" sound was heard, the door opened automatically. Jian Anning stepped inside, and the massive floor-to-ceiling windows beautifully separated the interior from the outside street view. The special glass was not only transparent and bulletproof, but also one-way, allowing those inside to see out without being seen.
The interior decoration was also minimalist. The huge crystal chandelier lit up the room like a palace. A spiral glass staircase in the center led to the second floor. The furnishings in the room were in a minimalist style as well, with black and white contrasting sharply, giving off an impression of extreme simplicity and clarity.
But what shocked her most wasn’t all this—it was the huge photo in the living room!
The protagonist of that photo was her!
Jian Anning walked to the photo in some shock—this was taken when she last substituted for Zhang Ying in the role of the second female lead on set. In the picture, she wore red lips and a red dress, her expression proud and noble, standing there as if she exuded an aura of soaring above the clouds!
But why her? And how did her photo end up here?
"Not bad, right?" Situ Xuan laughed a little, following her over, "That was my first visit to the set, and I happened to see you filming. This photo was taken from the footage when I went to the monitoring room later. I thought it was beautiful, so I had it made into a poster."
Jian Anning looked at the photo incredulously, then at the man beside her who was smiling serenely.