The corners of Lu Ye's mouth rose higher and higher, threatening to reach his ears.
He hurriedly cleared his throat.
"Ahem, I was just saying. I wouldn't stoop to their level."
"Mm, so you're not angry anymore?"
"Nope. I wasn't angry to begin with."
"All right, then. I haven't finished shooting the ad yet. I'll call you later."
"Okay, okay. Be good, baby. Go get back to work."
"Phew!"
He had finally soothed him.
After hanging up, Xie Lin pocketed his phone and went to wash his hands, thinking he would go see Lu Ye after the shoot and have lunch with him.
He had just rounded the corner out of the restroom when he unexpectedly ran into someone familiar.
Xie Lin raised an eyebrow.
"Looking for me?"
Zhang Shimian had dark circles under both eyes, as though he hadn't slept all night.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have posted that video to smear you. Could you please talk to my company and ask them not to shelve me?"
Xie Lin slipped both hands into his pockets and gave a soft laugh.
Lu Ye really did act fast.
"Sorry, I've never been to Paris, so I can't play the saint. You had plenty of filthy things to say when you were insulting me, and now you're asking for forgiveness?"
"But..."
"No buts. My other half has a nasty temper. I only just finished calming him down. I can't stop him from doing what he wants."
With that, he walked around him toward the studio.
"Xie Lin, what's so great about you? All you did was latch on to a sugar daddy! Let's see what you do when he gets tired of you! What's happening to me today will happen to you someday. Leave yourself some room, so in the future..."
"I'm