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.
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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.
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
