Chapter 271: Interstellar

Early morning, a sliver of light slipped through the poorly closed curtain and fell right on Xu Can's eyes.

Groggy as he woke, Xu Can felt a little short of breath.

He had never intended any of this from the start, but it had all happened anyway.

The golden-haired beauty sleeping on his chest was none other than the daughter of the Trump family — Ivanka.

You were doing just fine, so why did you have to interfere with my film creation? See what happened… you ended up losing yourself in it.

After Xu Can warned her last night, he had meant to leave the room, but the aloof, elegant heiress underwent an unexpected change.

Still wanting to interfere with Xu Can's film, her face flushed, she tried to use her status to pressure Xu Can into changing his mind.

The result was that Xu Can turned the tables on her, letting Ivanka feel what it meant to be a filmmaker with dreams and passion, letting her feel that boundless devotion to creation.

In the end, the filmmaker's passion finally melted this ice-cold beauty; she gradually understood, empathized, and could not help but cry out.

"Yes! Yes! Just like that!"

Xu Can's distilled essence opened Ivanka's mind as if a spring had burst forth, drenching her in enlightenment.

She was no longer that aloof young lady; faced with Xu Can's stubborn insistence, she finally softened.

And so, this was the situation now.

Xu Can tried to slip away quietly, only to notice Ivanka's long lashes trembling faintly and her breathing uneven, not quite steady.

These subtle changes could not escape Xu Can's observation.

"Stop pretending. If you're awake, you're awake."

Ivanka shuddered all over, rolled her big doe eyes at Xu Can, and said with feigned composure:

"Let's just… pretend none of this ever happened."

"That was exactly my intention." Xu Can didn't want any extra trouble either, expanding the scope of the shambles.

"Hmm?"

It was clearly her own suggestion, yet once Xu Can agreed, Ivanka was suddenly displeased.

How can you not play by the rules?

Am I not pretty? Not outstanding enough? Is my family background not good enough?

Do you have any idea how many men line up to chase me!

In Ivanka's plan, after last night, Xu Can should have become smitten with her.

After she said that, he should have been dejected and bewildered!

Then she could regain the dominant position and toy at will with the youngest Best Actor in history.

Instead, he was so calm — even happy about it?

Now it was Ivanka herself who couldn't stay calm.

"To avoid unnecessary trouble, we'll have to end our cooperation, and it's best we never meet again."

"No problem."

"Then I'll be pulling my investment." Ivanka's voice began to tremble; she could no longer hold her aloof composure.

"Fine, I'll have the money together within three months."

"You…"

The originally cold-faced Ivanka's eyes instantly reddened.

"How can you be like this!"

"?"

Xu Can, far from angry, smiled: "Everything as you wish, Miss Trump. Anything else you're not satisfied with?"

"I…" Ivanka was momentarily at a loss for words.

"You keep resting. Let's just pretend none of this ever happened."

Xu Can fished his dress pants and shirt from the side, put them on, stood up, and unhurriedly buttoned the cuff of his white shirt,

gazing indifferently at the flustered young lady on the bed.

"I'll get the money together. The script won't be changed in any way."

"Have a good day, Miss Trump…"