“Wh… what?”
Su Xiangwan froze and didn’t react for a while.
Mu Beiting’s gaze was deep as he repeated again, “Dress.”
Su Xiangwan looked down at her sleeveless dress, “Is it short? No it’s not… aren’t all dresses this short?”
Mu Beiting frowned and didn’t answer.
The room gradually quietened down. Su Xiangwan was still worried about the policemen who had suddenly appeared earlier, she couldn’t help but open her mouth, “The people earlier… did you explain to them properly?”
“Yes.”
“Did they believe you?”
“Yes.”
Su Xiangwan sighed with relief. Even though he was arrogant as hell, but as long as the result was good, then it’s fine.
But now that she thought about it, it made sense. He was Mu Beiting.
There was no way he’d let news like prostitution be spread around.
But then again, why was the police here in the middle of the night? Could it be that someone already had their eyes on her when she just moved in?
When Su Xiangwan had returned to her senses, Mu Beiting had already left.
He took ‘General’ with him straight back to the Mu’s Manor.
As soon as the car stopped, the butler immediately stepped forward and opened the door. He bowed down and said, “Young Master.”
“Where’s Chenzhou?”
“The Second Young Master went to sleep as soon as he came back, would you like me to wake him up?”
Mu Beiting looked up at a single villa nearby and narrowed his eyes. “No.”
“Yes, Young Master.”
Mu Beiting walked to the stairs with a sullen face. After a few steps, he suddenly stopped and spoke without turning his head, “Contact a charity and organize an auction for ten limited edition sports cars, remember to use Chenzhou’s name to donate to disaster areas.”
“Yes… yes sir…”
The butler shivered, guessing that the Second Young Master had somehow offended the Young Master once again.
Ten? And all limited editions?
Everyone in Haicheng knew that the Second Young Master saw cars as his life. This was really going to be the death of Mu Chenzhou.
Without even thinking, he could already guess that the Second Young Master will be devastated when he hears about this tomorrow.
***
After Mu Beiting left, he had also taken Er Bing.
The room quietened down immediately.
Su Xiangwan sat on the sofa and flipped through the script. She actually felt a bit lonely.
Well… Er Bing belonged to someone else after all. Oh Yao Ji, when will you return to my arms?
After gently putting the script down, she looked at the men’s products in her room and couldn’t help but frown.
That Mu Beiting… how could you not know how to take your things away?
However, thinking about how she actually wore that kind of outfit in front of him, her little face flushed red, she couldn’t help but think she was actually nuts.
Mu Beiting, on the other side, wasn’t any better than her.
He had originally thought that finding ‘General’ would help him sleep better at night.
But he never imagined that whenever he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with what she had looked like in those outfits, in addition, he couldn’t get rid of those images.
He rested his head on his arms for the whole night and couldn’t sleep at all. Instead, he felt a bit hot.
At the crack of dawn, he got up, took a cold shower, and headed over to the company.
***
Two days later, ‘Yongle Gate’ officially began its shooting.
Su Xiangwan bought a dozen servings of breakfast and arrived at the shooting location early.
You see, a film crew’s makeup artist is extremely important to actors.
With her current reputation and social status, if she didn’t arrive there early and waited for those famous celebrities and veteran actors to get there first, she would most likely be pushed to the very back. That would really affect the quality and texture of the makeup.
“Xiangwan, you’re really early.” Director Zhang took the initiative to greet her.
Since Su Xiangwan brought a 100 million investment to the crew, Director Zhang’s attitude was very polite.