Chapter 113 – You Can Come Beg Me (Part Two)

Ye Yunxi hummed in acknowledgment, smoothing down her clothes as she spoke leisurely, “I need a marketing studio to promote this drama.”

A studio?

Where would Zhuang Ge have something like that?

All he had under him were lackeys! If you needed a fight, he was your man, but a studio…

Yet having already boasted, Zhuang Ge could only brace himself and say, “I-I’ll do my best…”

Ye Yunxi held up three fingers. “I’ll give you three days. Ten thousand.”

Cold sweat instantly broke out on Zhuang Ge’s forehead. Three days!!

So short?

But the money wasn’t bad—ten thousand! And all just to find a studio!

He wanted to protest, but when he looked at Ye Yunxi’s smiling face, he somehow remembered that little figure drenched in blood yet holding only soy milk that day. In the end, Zhuang Ge nodded. “Alright! Young Miss, don’t worry. In three days, I’ll definitely find you a good studio!”

With that, he turned and left with his men.

He was afraid of Ye Yunxi, but he still wanted to earn money!

And this little scheme of his was something Ye Yunxi saw clearly and manipulated perfectly—the so-called whip and candy, mastered to perfection.

“Clap, clap!”

Applause sounded from behind. Di Junxie had an excellent physique, a natural clothes hanger who could outshine male models in magazines just by standing casually.

“The whip was well-placed, the candy timely. Not bad, not bad.”

“What, does the Young Emperor want to try it too?”

Ye Yunxi wasn’t intimidated by him, her face even carrying a hint of teasing mockery. Thinking about it, there were truly few in this world who dared to mock the Young Emperor, but Ye Yunxi was one of them.

Di Junxie’s lips curved into a smile, but a chill flickered in his eyes. He deliberately leaned down, close to Ye Yunxi’s ear, and whispered, “If you need a studio, you can come to me.”

With the Di Family’s status, what couldn’t satisfy this little thing?

“I think the Young Emperor might not have understood one thing.”

Ye Yunxi pushed him away, her smile bright but her rejection clear as day.

“Aside from the contract, you and I have no other relationship.”

So, what’s yours is yours, and what’s Ye Yunxi’s is still Ye Yunxi’s!

  Keeping things distinct saves trouble.

With that, Ye Yunxi walked into the film set to continue directing. She didn’t notice the smile gradually fading from Di Junxie’s face.

The man’s gaze was as cold and still as during training, his eyes snake-like as they fixed on Ye Yunxi. After a long moment, he chuckled softly.

“Playing this game again?”

He didn’t catch her during the all-around competition, but wasn’t she caught now?

Didn’t want to use his things?

No matter. Sooner or later, he’d make her beg to use them while crying.

“Lead Actor! Hurry up, touch up your makeup, get ready for the next scene!”

The assistant director called out. Di Junxie frowned slightly, clearly in a bad mood.

But there were others in a worse state.

Helian Moye and Wang Tingting had been brought in last-minute, lacking acting skills and feeling nervous. Ye Yunxi didn’t go easy on them, pulling them over one by one to explain in turn.

Filming wasn’t as simple as imagined—repeating a line multiple times was as common as drinking water. But even the most patient person could be worn down by over a dozen NGs.

Wang Tingting came from a well-off family and had never suffered like this. After a few NGs, her Young Miss temper flared up.”It’s so annoying, is that director insane?! I really think there’s nothing wrong with how I delivered that line, yet the director keeps calling NG! It makes me not even want to act anymore, so irritating!”

Helian Moye couldn’t help but glance at Ye Yunxi. The director was Yunxi’s father—wouldn’t Yunxi get angry hearing Wang Tingting say such things?

But Ye Yunxi merely kept her head lowered, reading the script, not even looking up as she coldly stated, “If you don’t want to act, you can leave.”

PS:

The Young Emperor tossed his wife onto the bed, his fingers slowly trailing downward, arrogant and domineering: “Want it or not? Beg me!”

Secretly thinking to himself: Finally got my revenge!

(End of chapter)