The next day, in the general manager's office of Xu Corporation.
There wasn't much to film today.
Thus, Xu Mo returned to his normal daily routine.
"Mr. Xu, it's been a while since I last saw you. I heard you've been filming with Lin An'an these days?" Jiang Jiajia asked with great curiosity.
Today, she was wearing a white blouse on top and a sexy black pencil skirt paired with black stockings.
The top two buttons of her blouse were left undone, revealing a stunning expanse of snow-white skin.
"That's right!" Xu Mo smiled, not bothering to hide it.
Jiang Jiajia's eyes lit up instantly as she leaned closer to Xu Mo, her tone filled with disbelief.
"Really? Mr. Xu, you actually went to film a movie?"
Xu Mo's lips curled into a charming smile, teasing, "What, don't you believe me?"
If it's something that can annoy the protagonist, is it even worth mentioning?
"Of course I believe you!" Jiang Jiajia said resolutely, moving behind Xu Mo to massage his shoulders and back.
"When is the movie coming out? I'll bring my girlfriends to buy tickets and support you."
Jiang Jiajia's massage skills were top-notch. Not only was she beautiful, but she also had a natural scent that was incredibly alluring.
(๑‾ꇴ‾๑)
While enjoying the massage, Xu Mo replied, "I'm not sure about the exact date, but it should be within two months. If things go smoothly, maybe even in a month."
Jiang Jiajia, do you have a lot of questions in your mind?
(⊙_⊙)?
A movie that wraps up in a month—how good can it possibly be?
If nothing unexpected happens, Lin An'an is about to earn herself another "classic bad movie" award.
But you can't entirely blame Lin An'an.
The fact that Xu Mo agreed to film with her was already a big deal.
What more could you ask for? Acting skills? Memorizing lines?
Just standing there, Xu Mo could easily make up for any lack of acting with his looks.
That's what Jiang Jiajia thought to herself.
"Ahahaha... That's fast. The sooner, the better. That way, I can see Mr. Xu on the big screen sooner!"
Meanwhile, An Youyi sat on the sofa on the other side, cracking sunflower seeds, acting as a background character.
The quiet "Dragon Queen" had an indescribable allure.
Xu Mo thought to himself.
It would be great if the Dragon Queen could stay this quiet forever.
No need for daily greetings or formalities.
Wouldn't it be nice if she could just be a well-behaved, unassuming Dragon Queen?
Buzz-------
The phone on the desk suddenly vibrated.
Xu Mo picked it up and glanced at the caller ID.
Seeing the name, Xu Mo was momentarily stunned, feeling utterly confused. "Why her? What does she want?"
Xu Mo regretted it.
He should have blocked Shen Manni's number earlier!
If he hadn't seen it.
He could have pretended not to know.
But now that he had seen it.
He couldn't just ignore it.
Jiang Jiajia stopped her massage. "Mr. Xu, I'll step out for a moment."
"No need, just find a seat and rest for a bit," Xu Mo waved his hand, not particularly concerned.
Jiang Jiajia nodded and did as Xu Mo instructed.
Xu Mo took a deep breath. The familiar ringtone of a foolish woman—clearly, this call wasn't going to be pleasant.
He swiped to answer.
"Hello? What is it?"
Xu Mo tried to keep his tone as calm as possible.
On the other end of the line.
There was a brief silence.
Then Shen Manni's voice came through.
"Xu Mo, you said you liked me before. Was that a lie?"
Strike first, take the initiative, seize the opportunity, strike before being struck!
The anti-Zhou Qiaoqiao team led by Yang Jingying.
After a whole night and morning of brainstorming.
Hadn't come up with a good way to buy time.
As the saying goes—when all else fails, go all out.
Break the pot if it's already broken.
Zhou Qiaoqiao still wanted to act, playing the fool to deceive others.
But after learning the truth, Yang Jingying and the others couldn't keep up the act.
So they decided to resort to the previous "simp" strategy!
This was the best plan they had come up with after discussing it with Shen Manni!
By taking the initiative, they would shut Xu Mo up.
Leaving him with no room to argue!
And indeed, they succeeded.
Xu Mo: This is ridiculous! Why does all the bad luck fall on me?
This question stumped him!
Xu Mo had never expected in his life.
That such words would come out of Shen Manni's mouth!
Xu Mo's face turned red as he cleared his throat, ready to play the role of a lovesick fool who had been hurt by unrequited love.
"Of course---------not!"
"Back then, my love for you was endless, like a river that never stopped flowing."
He paused, emphasizing the word "back then" to prevent the foolish woman from catching him off guard.
"Back then! Back then, I loved you so much that I was willing to do anything, even if it meant losing my dignity and reputation, ignoring my parents' objections, and disregarding my friends' opinions."
"I pursued you relentlessly, wanting to marry you, to build a home with you."
"But later, I realized that everything I did was in vain. You never even gave me a second glance. I'm tired, truly tired!"
The art of words.
Lies in how you say them.
And how you create resonance.
Xu Mo's performance.
Made it seem like a heart that had been hurt could never love again.
The pain left behind, he would bear it alone.
A simp, a simp.
In the end, the simp has nothing.
Xu Mo—a true veteran actor.
His inner thoughts were already cheering with joyヾ(@^▽^@)ノ
Sitting on the other side.
Xu Mo's voice wasn't too loud or too soft, but it could be heard throughout the room.
Jiang Jiajia's girlish heart was deeply moved!
"Hahaha... Serves you right! Mr. Xu is such a good man—he doesn't smoke or drink, works regular hours."
"He doesn't hang out with shady friends or go wild. A man like him, who was willing to set aside his dignity and pride to pursue you, and you still acted all high and mighty? Did you save the galaxy in your past life?"
"You slapped Mr. Xu, and now you want him to come back to you?"
"Dream on!"
Jiang Jiajia felt a strong sense of injustice on Xu Mo's behalf.
It just goes to show how incredibly skilled Xu Mo's acting was!
Hearing Xu Mo's "heartfelt words," An Youyi's hand, holding the sunflower seeds, trembled slightly.
Fortunately, Xu Mo's inner thoughts were completely different.
They were polar opposites.
If Jiang Jiajia could hear Xu Mo's inner thoughts.
She would realize.
That all the bamboo shoots on the mountain had already been taken by her Mr. Xu.
Moshi moshi, there's more, this is now a full-on battle royale.
On the surface, everyone is getting along, but in reality, all the female leads are vying for the first kill.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
