Even if his American series was a huge hit, he would only see him as an actor, a subordinate!
As a boss, he had absolutely no obligation, and certainly would not consider him an equal competitor!
He just felt that, no matter what, he was bound to follow his orders, no matter how humiliating these orders were for Lu Jiayuan himself!
Humiliation! This was absolute humiliation! Even more so than the provocations Yu Zexiao usually threw at him on set, picking on him in every way possible!
Lu Jiayuan clenched his fists tightly, feeling as if he had been viciously slapped across the face, his body trembling with discomfort!
Si Weilian, huh? He had to tear off this man’s mask, had to find out who he really was!
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Meanwhile, at the same time.
A black Mercedes-Benz nanny van was driving slowly through the night.
Jian Anning had been sitting in the back seat with Yu Zexiao before, but now she was in the front passenger seat. She was not familiar with the streets of Shangcheng, and Yu Zexiao wasn’t very familiar either, but luckily, he had turned on the navigation.
Along the way, with the voice of the navigation continuing to speak, Jian Anning watched. However, as time went by, she began to sense that something was not quite right—
Why did it seem like the streets were getting busier, more prosperous? But she remembered the film set was not exactly like Hot Spring Villa, located in some deep forest, but it certainly was on the edge of the city. They should have been heading towards the ring road, where the surroundings would normally get quieter!
Especially since the more Yu Zexiao drove, the more familiar it seemed. Although she had lived here for the past while, she had spent most of her days filming, and outings for shopping were few— the places she could remember were indeed bustling and lively!
"Zexiao, are you driving the wrong way?" Jian Anning was a bit puzzled and turned to ask him. She thought maybe Yu Zexiao had set the navigation to the wrong address and was lost. But, to her surprise, Yu Zexiao shook his head, "No, it’s the right way. We’ll be there soon."
"But this isn’t right, where is this the film set? This is clearly the city center!"
The more Jian Anning looked at the surroundings, the more familiar they felt, as if she had really been here before!
"It’s correct. We’ll be there soon. Just sit tight," Yu Zexiao didn’t continue to banter with her but kept driving the car deeper into the city. From the main road, he turned into a smaller alley, passing through an area that looked historical with weeping willows and ancient buildings, and finally, they arrived at a more open area.
As soon as she got out of the car, Jian Anning recognized the place—
Glimmering water, shaded green willows, old-fashioned streets and houses, it felt as if she had traveled through time to a distant past in an instant.
"Is this Houhu?" she asked, turning to look at Yu Zexiao in confusion.
"Yes," Yu Zexiao jumped out of the driver’s seat, and although it was already late at night, he was still worried about being recognized, so he had brought along a duckbill cap and a pair of large black-framed glasses.
"Why have you brought me here?" Jian Anning was very curious, "We still have filming tomorrow."