Chinese entertainment: What's wrong with actresses wanting to improve?

Chapter 130 Public Relations

They arrived at an upscale residential area, which was Fu Yibai's second property.

He doesn't usually come here; it's purely for real estate investment.

Liu Yan and Fan Binbin are still at the villa, and it's not very convenient for him to take these two women back.

The car drove into the residential area and stopped in front of Fu Yibai's apartment building.

Huo Siyan helped Fu Yibai out of the car, her movements were attentive, and she was almost pressed against him.

Dong Xuan followed behind, her pace somewhat slow.

The elevator went up, and the car was very quiet.

Huo Siyan's fingers lightly traced names on Fu Yibai's arm, her gaze fixed on his profile, a smile playing on her lips.

Dong Xuan stood on the other side, staring at the numbers flashing on the elevator buttons, her expression unreadable.

The door opened, Fu Yibai took out the key, and Huo Siyan took it and opened the door.

The entryway light turned on automatically, and Fu Yibai walked in and sat down on the sofa.

Huo Siyan followed him in and sat down naturally next to him, leaning slightly towards him.

Dong Xuan stood at the door, hesitated for two seconds, then walked in and sat down opposite him.

"Director Fu, please sit down and rest. I'll go get some water," Huo Siyan asked.

"No need, I'll just sit for a while."

Huo Siyan nodded without moving, her gaze lingering on his face.

"Director Fu, you are really amazing. I have watched Inception three times, and I am shocked every time."

Her voice was soft, carrying just the right amount of adoration.

Fu Yibai leaned back on the sofa and glanced at her.

Huo Siyan met his gaze, and the smile on her lips deepened.

"I heard you're going to film an idol drama next? Can I give it a try? Even a supporting role would be fine."

"Ms. Huo, Huayi should have no shortage of resources."

"Huayi is Huayi, and you are you."

Huo Siyan blinked and moved closer.

"To be able to work with you is an opportunity that many actors would beg for."

Dong Xuan sat opposite, her gaze fixed on the coffee table, lost in thought.

Huo Siyan followed Fu Yibai's gaze and raised an eyebrow.

"Sister Xuan, why aren't you saying anything?"

Dong Xuan raised her head and met Fu Yibai's gaze. Her expression froze slightly for a moment before she forced a smile.

"I...I'm not very good at talking."

Huo Siyan laughed out loud.

"Can't you speak? Then what are you doing here today?"

Dong Xuan's face flushed slightly, and her lips moved, but she didn't say anything.

Huo Siyan ignored her and turned to look at Fu Yibai, her voice softening again.

"Director Fu, please don't mind her. That's just Sister Xuan's personality; she's a quiet type."

Fu Yibai didn't reply, but simply looked away.

Huo Siyan's gaze swept over his face, then she leaned close to his ear and whispered.

"Director Fu, it's getting late...would you like to take a shower first?"

Her breath brushed against my ear, carrying a faint scent of alcohol.

Fu Yibai turned his head to look at her, and Huo Siyan met his gaze. There was no evasion in her eyes, only a bright invitation.

"Miss Huo is very direct."

There's no need to pretend in front of you.

Huo Siyan smiled and gently traced her finger across the back of his hand.

Do you prefer directness or pretense?

Fu Yibai didn't answer, he just stood up.

Huo Siyan stood up, her eyes shining even brighter.

Dong Xuan also stood up, her movements somewhat stiff.

Huo Siyan glanced at her, a meaningful smile curving her lips.

"Sister Xuan, please have a seat for a while. I'll go upstairs with Director Fu."

Dong Xuan stood there, her hands clenching and unclenching, and finally nodded.

Huo Siyan linked arms with Fu Yibai and walked upstairs with light steps.

When she reached the middle of the stairs, she turned back and glanced at Dong Xuan, her eyes filled with undisguised smugness.

I heard the sound of a door closing upstairs.

Dong Xuan stood in the living room. It was very quiet, with only the hands of the wall clock ticking gently.

She slowly sat back on the sofa, staring blankly at the fruit plate on the coffee table.

There were faint sounds coming from upstairs, very soft and indistinct.

Dong Xuan sat there, her gaze fixed on a certain point, motionless.

After an unknown amount of time, the noise from upstairs stopped.

A while later, footsteps could be heard on the stairs.

Huo Siyan came down, wearing a white shirt and bare legs, her long hair slightly disheveled.

She walked to the sofa, sat down next to Dong Xuan, and crossed her legs.

"It's your turn."

Dong Xuan looked up at her.

Huo Siyan met her gaze and a smile appeared on her lips.

"What? You don't want to go?"

Dong Xuan didn't say anything.

Huo Siyan leaned back on the sofa, her tone languid.

"Sister Xuan, for small-time actors like us, having this kind of opportunity is a blessing."

You know perfectly well what Mr. Wang meant by bringing us here today.

The person is upstairs right now; it's up to you whether you go or not.

She paused, then added, "But I must remind you, you need to think carefully about how to explain this to President Wang."

Dong Xuan remained silent for a long time.

Then she stood up and went upstairs.

His steps were slow, but each step was firm and steady.

Huo Siyan watched her retreating figure, a cryptic smile curving her lips.

Upstairs, the bedroom door was ajar.

Dong Xuan stood at the door for two seconds, then pushed it open.

Fu Yibai leaned against the headboard, his bathrobe open, a cigarette between his fingers.

When he saw her come in, he looked up and his gaze fell on her face.

Dong Xuan stood at the door, her fingers gripping the ribbon of her dress, her lips pressed tightly together.

She took a step forward.

Two steps.

I walked to the bedside and stopped.

Fu Yibai looked at her without saying anything.

Dong Xuan met his gaze, her eyes slightly red, but she didn't look away.

She loosened the straps, and her skirt slipped to the ground, her full breasts rising and falling slightly.

Fu Yibai's gaze lingered on her for two seconds.

"first?"

Dong Xuan paused for a moment, then nodded.

"Um……"

"Then why did you come?"

Dong Xuan was silent for two seconds.

"Because we had no other choice."

Her voice was soft, yet very clear.

Fu Yibai looked at her without saying anything.

Dong Xuan stood there, motionless.

After a while, Fu Yibai stretched out his hand.

Dong Xuan looked at that hand, her eyes reddening even more, but she gritted her teeth to keep the tears from falling.

She took his hand and was pulled into his arms.

As night deepened, the lights upstairs went out.