Chapter 114: Fooled by a Bad Woman

"Another one trying to run away—what's going on with this company?"

Seeing the worried look on Na Zha's face, Bai Liang grew curious: "Are you a shareholder in this company?"

"Nope~"

"Then why care so much? If you ever want to quit too, I'll give you some advice."

As soon as he said it, Bai Liang felt something was off—like he was subtly tricking Sister Cai.

He shook his head. "Cough, cough—I can answer your questions, but I won't proactively give advice or incite you to become a traitor."

Na Zha blinked. "What's the difference?"

"A man's principles in life—you little girl don't need to understand."

"Sounds so impressive—'a man'~" Na Zha smiled like a blooming flower; though she didn't quite get it, she loved chatting about this with Bai Liang.

In truth, she wasn't usually that dumb—she just didn't like thinking hard around Bai Liang.

The joy and happiness gained this way felt purer somehow.

Unfortunately, happy moments are always brief.

Soon, Mango TV staff notified them to resume filming.

Before they left, Han Dongjun looked at Bai Liang with admiration: "Master, you're really awesome!"

"I thought you'd say it was all my fault."

This made Han Dongjun freeze instantly—he realized it made perfect sense.

Dammit, wasn't it all because of this kid Bai Liang that all this chaos started?

Tang Ren used to be so harmonious—like one big family.

Ever since he slipped in, everyone's nerves got jangled.

The first sister wants to fall in love, the second sister wants to steal the first sister's man, the third sister—let's say Chen Yao for now—she's quiet, the most well-behaved one, but somehow you feel she's hiding something too.

Han Dongjun gave Bai Liang a resentful glance and felt his Dao heart had shattered.

This guy was truly the "mastermind," yet he somehow had the power to make others unwilling to blame him.

In the end, he could only choose to pour Bai Liang several extra drinks during the post-filming meal.

The show was recorded "with thrills but no disaster," and even Jin Cheng and Na Zha showed no signs of conflict afterward.

This left everyone utterly baffled!

How did they pull it off?

Those two girls were practically ready to tear each other apart on camera—yet somehow, they calmed down for no reason.

But this matter couldn't be discussed openly—even when Han Dongjun quietly asked Jin Cheng what really happened, she just chuckled: "I'll just play the little one, won't I?"

"Pfft!"

He spat out his wine—he couldn't hold it anymore.

"Are you serious?"

"Of course I'm not serious—where's your brain?"

Left unsatisfied and mocked for his intelligence, Han Dongjun could only swallow bitter wine, his heart aching as he downed it in gulps.

He didn't get Bai Liang drunk—he got himself drunk.

"Poor guy, completely fooled by a bad woman!" Bai Liang remarked with a sigh.

"Who are you calling a bad woman?" Jin Cheng leaned close to him, smelling faintly of alcohol—but mostly sweet and fragrant.

"You~"

As Bai Liang spoke, he glanced curiously at Na Zha—and found her smiling at him.

Huh?

That's strange.

He turned back to Jin Cheng, and suddenly a very peculiar thought popped into his mind.

That is—just how many layers deep is this little bitch Jin Cheng?

With this whole performance, she successfully conveyed the message she wanted to send to the other company staff—it would definitely reach Cai Yi's ears.

Meanwhile, through her subsequent explanations, she'd also built up a favorable image with Na Zha.

Right now, she was practically pressed against Bai Liang—but Na Zha, who used to explode at a single word, showed no emotional reaction at all.

It seemed she still thought Jin Cheng was "in character."

If that's really the case~

Bai Liang "inhaled sharply"—a movie queen right beside me?

Halfway through the drinking session, Na Zha wearily stood up to leave—she needed to return to the hotel to remove her makeup and rest.

Tomorrow she had an early shoot and would have to wake up around four a. m.

If she didn't go back to rest now, she'd only get one or two hours of sleep.

"Sorry I asked you to come early, but I have to leave first."

"No problem—work comes first. Earn more money," Bai Liang understood the girl perfectly—earning money was so important!

"Huh? Why do you always encourage me to earn more money? What about you?"

Na Zha finally noticed the blind spot and asked curiously.

Bai Liang was honest: "I spent all my money~ I might depend on you later. Keep going."

After his first installment of payment arrived, he immediately paid off the balance for his custom RV and gave most of the rest to Sister Yanzi. His next income won't come until after "Wei Wei" finishes shooting and he lands endorsement deals.

Even if he earned money, given Bai Liang's spending habits, he wouldn't hold onto it long.

Poor at three, rich at five—seeking brilliance, not eternity—that's his life.

More accurately—eternal brilliance.

"You can actually say such a classic line about living off a woman's money?"

Jin Cheng seemed to have had too much to drink; she giggled, leaning against Bai Liang's shoulder and teasing him.

At this point, Na Zha had already left, making her even more unrestrained.

"What's your opinion?"

Bai Liang didn't treat her with the same "disgust" as before; instead, he lowered his shoulder slightly to let her lean more comfortably.

"Say, if I ever make a lot of money myself—"

She trailed off mid-sentence, the words barely audible; it wasn't really directed at Bai Liang, but more like she was muttering to herself.

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But Jin Cheng didn't seem that drunk—Bai Liang still hadn't smelled much alcohol on her.

Only a light sheen of sweat had formed on her neck, carrying a peculiar fragrance.

Who knew what cosmetics or skincare products had soaked into her skin.

A girl who spends money and thought on herself—put her in ancient times, eight out of ten would be a Fragrant Princess.

"Xiao Bai Ge, can you help? It's too heavy."

When the drinking session ended, Han Dongjun's assistant asked Bai Liang for help.

How could that little girl possibly carry a big guy who's 1.82 meters tall? Luckily, Bai Liang hadn't left yet.

"Alright, I'll handle him. Go call a car and wait for me at the entrance."

"Thank you so much! Thanks, Xiao Bai Ge!"

"We're staying at the same hotel. It's no trouble—why did this guy drink so much?"

"I'll help too," Jin Cheng said, standing up.

"You're not drunk?"

"A little, but I'm still clear-headed now. After we get back, I'll probably collapse—I'm sleeping until noon tomorrow!"

Jin Cheng shook her head slightly, feeling fine, then went over to help Bai Liang lift Han Dongjun.

Drunk people are a hassle; one person usually can't handle them, because they're limp, their bodies sliding like noodles.

Luckily, Bai Liang was strong enough—he easily got the guy into the car without breaking a sweat.

Jin Cheng claimed she was helping, but really she was curiously poking Bai Liang's arm with her finger, "Your muscles are pretty developed~"

"You're a female rogue."

"You're a male succubus!"

In that moment, Jin Cheng's train of thought seemed to sync up with Li Yitong's across space.

Bai Liang didn't bother arguing with her. After putting Han Dongjun back in his room and telling his assistant to keep an eye on him, he headed off to shower and sleep.

But just as he stepped out of Han Dongjun's room and took a couple steps, a large black rat suddenly darted out from the adjacent room.

Just like when he first met Jin Cheng, it crashed straight into his arms.

"What the hell?" Bai Liang caught her, preventing her from falling.

"Check if you're still using the belt I gave you~"

"I am. After all, there's no other sucker who'd give me something this expensive. But luxury goods don't last long—if it ever breaks—"

"Then I'll give you another one."

"Deal."

The conversation ended there. Jin Cheng lowered her head, tracing Bai Liang's belt, as if checking whether the luxury belt's quality was truly that poor.

After fidgeting for a few seconds, she looked up at the moon outside the hallway.

Her voice suddenly dropped to a whisper: "Next time we meet… I don't know when that'll be."

"We're both in Shanghai. If you want to meet, just invite me for dinner."

She shook her head, saying nothing.

Fate is always thin and faint—often just dust and muddy water, with no promise of meeting again.

At this moment, she pulled hard, as if trying to drag Bai Liang somewhere.

Behind her was only one open door.

Beyond the door was, of course, a room—with a bed, a bathroom, where she could wash up and sleep soundly.

In the end, Bai Liang took one step forward.

And Jin Cheng seemed to have returned to normal; her familiar, wolfish words spilled out: "Didn't you say last time you'd use this belt to whip me?"

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Four chapters, ten thousand characters delivered. Extra chapter still tonight.

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