The second half of the live stream ended earlier.
The setting sun half-hidden on the mountainside, shimmering golden light reflected on the lake's surface, and the sky was dyed in large swaths of orange-yellow.
The stagehands were packing up their things. Nan Qing finished the water her assistant handed her, pondered for a moment, and then strode off in another direction.
" Teacher Xi,"
Xi Juan turned his head. The young man, walking in the golden sunset, had hair that was bathed in light and shadow. His overly delicate face was flawless. He smiled politely at him.
"I haven't had a chance to thank you yet, thank you for the microphone."
Xi Juan blinked his peach blossom eyes.
"Just a verbal thank you, Eldest Miss? Aren't you going to treat me to a meal?"
Nan Qing paused for a moment, "Okay, but I need to discuss it with my boyfriend first."
Xi Juan smiled bitterly, " Qingqing, you really know how to hurt me."
He clutched his chest, his expression exaggerated.
"You know perfectly well that I'm pursuing you, yet you keep bringing up your annoying boyfriend. I'm really hurt."
The agent next to Xi Juan had a long face and didn't dare to say a word; he was practically bursting with pent-up frustration.
Nan Qing smiled politely at him and turned to leave, but Xi Juan suddenly called out to him.
"Is that Gu Xingchen, the heir of the Gu Group?"
Nan Qing paused for a second, "What did you say?"
With fewer people around, Xi Juan lowered his voice.
Is your boyfriend Gu Xingchen?
"That phone call sounded like it happened. Later, on a TV show, I openly pursued you, and then I immediately lost several endorsements. You had just finished filming the Gu Group's YIVIYA commercial. Their high-end line never uses celebrities as spokespeople."
" My Qingqing..."
Xi Juan sighed, his expression becoming more serious.
" Young President Gu a notorious reputation for womanizing in the industry. He keeps a string of mistresses, all of them hot girls. He's a playboy and not the type of person you'd want a stable relationship with."
Even if you reject me, you shouldn't go to him.
Nan Qing realized what was happening. "No, President Gu isn't my boyfriend. You don't need to worry about him."
Xi Juan wanted to say something, but Nan Qing waved to him and turned to walk in another direction.
The agent drove Xi Juan at high speed along the mountain road. The sun was slowly setting when a black Rolls-Royce Phantom sped towards them. Sunlight shone brightly on the car's paint, creating glaring spots. In the instant the two cars passed each other, Xi Juan clearly felt a gaze directed at him from inside the other vehicle—
Sharp, cold, possessive, and murderous intent pierced through the car window and shone directly into his face.
Xi Juan for a few seconds, then suddenly realized who the other person was, and quickly sat up straight.
"Find a place to turn around up ahead, my love rival is coming!"
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The little girl's grandmother brought Nan Qing a bag of apples, in a red, semi-transparent plastic bag, with fresh leaves still attached to the apples.
"We don't have anything special here, please don't mind..."
The other person talked at length, mentioning her son who was working away from home and her daughter-in-law who was recuperating at home. She said dejectedly that it was fortunate nothing bad had happened, her tone full of lingering fear.
Nan Qing took two from inside, and then had her assistant give the little girl a bunch of chocolates and candies.
A black car glided past and came to a smooth stop on the side of the road.
The car door opened, and a long leg encased in suit trousers emerged, followed by Huo Yuzhou's handsome and imposing face.
A tall figure walked towards him, followed by Gu Xingchen's loud and boisterous voice.
"Hey, wait, who's that? Is that rabbit some kind of spirit? It's pretty fast!"
The guests who participated in the program had already left one after another, and only the production crew remained on the venue.
Gu Xingchen greeted Nan Qing and then volunteered to take the old lady carrying a large bag of apple chocolates home.
The sound of packing up came from the film crew. In the golden sunset, Nan Qing secretly hooked her little finger around Huo Yuzhou's, her voice cheerful.
"Didn't you say you were working overtime today? How come you have time to pick me up?"
The refined-looking man subtly took his hand.
"No rush, we can do the work tomorrow."
Nan Qing smiled and got into the car with him.
Although the wind picked up in the afternoon, Nan Qing ran and jumped around to collect all the badges, working up a good sweat.
His clothes were a little damp, Huo Yuzhou thoughtfully raised the partition and took the clothes from his assistant.
The moment the clothes were passed, their knuckles touched, and Huo Yuzhou's apple bobbed.
I'll get off the bus and wait for you.
Nan Qing waved his hand dismissively, taking off his outer shirt as he spoke.
"It's nothing, just a shirt. I changed in three seconds!"
After speaking, he deftly pulled the hem of his shirt over his head, and with a flick of his fingers, the loose short-sleeved shirt was ripped off.
Almost at the same instant, before Huo Yuzhou could turn around, he felt a white light before his eyes. The scent of vetiver mixed with sweet summer citrus wafted towards him. The soft short-sleeved shirt was tossed onto the armrest box, its corner brushing against his arm.
The soft, tingling sensation was almost enough to make one's heart race.
Nan Qing picked up her new t-shirt without any distraction and began to change.
Huo Yuzhou's head buzzed, and he could barely control his movements.
The privacy glass blocked most of the sunlight, and the raised partition deepened the darkness, leaving only Nan Qing's porcelain-like skin glowing.
Just like many years ago, her skin was as white as snow, and she exuded a fragrance from her very bones. She had grown taller, and even her waist had become more slender and graceful than before.
His dark gaze, like a shadowy snake, eagerly climbed up the boy's slender waist, spreading along his smooth skin inch by inch.
From her soft belly to her ribs rising and falling with her heavy breathing, her narrow, slender waist was so delicate it could be encircled by a single hand, but because of her good flexibility, it looked as if it could bend into any shape.
A thin layer of sweat covered everything, like a layer of shimmering silver powder, or some kind of unknown nectar; everything was beautiful.
The places that flashed by resembled pale pink roses, exuding an alluring fragrance.
Raising her hand, stretching her arm, her soft, flaxen hair brushing against her clothes, every frame seemed to be in slow motion.
Huo Yuzhou's apple bobbed rapidly; he began to feel thirsty again.
Greedy eyes traced the texture of the other's skin inch by inch, until only thick, dark desire remained.
A sinister glint appeared in his narrow eyes, as if he wanted to devour people alive.
The blood in his veins was surging and boiling, connected with his disordered heartbeat, and Huo Yuzhou felt a swelling sensation.
But the excessively handsome young man turned his face, patted his neatly put-on shirt, and spoke with an air of pride.
Three seconds, is that fast or not!
Huo Yuzhou gave a very difficult "hmm," but his face remained calm and indifferent, as cold as the snow on a high mountain.
[It smells so good.]
[I want to cry.]
Nan Qing paused for a moment, looking at the man with a calm and aloof expression, and then glanced at his tightly pressed thin lips again.
Huo Yuzhou lowered his voice, "What's wrong, Baby?"
Nan Qing said nonchalantly, "It's nothing, I was just hallucinating again."
He had barely finished speaking when he heard footsteps outside the car, and there were two light knocks on the window.
The sound of Xi Juan returning came from behind, accompanied by obvious laughter.
"Are you inside, Qingqing?"
"My car broke down, could you please have a ride, Eldest Miss?"