Chapter 290: Lost in Gold and Silk

Dai Peinuan held a wine glass and sat down carefully beside Xiang Fei.

She secretly sized up this big shot who controlled the entire domestic entertainment industry—Xiang Fei leaned lazily on the sofa, holding a glass of whiskey in his hand, his gaze indifferent, as if he paid no attention to the noise in the private room.

"President Xiang..." Dai Peinuan spoke softly, her voice trembling slightly.

Xiang Fei turned his gaze to look at her, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly: "What, nervous?"

Dai Peinuan pressed her lips together, her fingers unconsciously twisting together: "A little."

Xiang Fei chuckled lightly, said nothing more, and simply handed the wine glass to her.

Dai Peinuan hurriedly took it, took a small sip; the spiciness of the alcohol made her frown slightly, but soon, a warmth spread from her throat to her whole body.

The atmosphere in the private room grew more and more lively.

Eric Tsang put his arms around Choi Chuk-yin and Cai Yilin's shoulders and said with a grin: "Let's go, change places and keep playing!"

Choi Chuk-yin playfully pushed him: "What are you up to again?"

Eric Tsang blinked: "Of course... to teach you guys to sing!"

Cai Yilin blushed, and the three of them pushed and shoved their way out of the private room.

On the other side, Leung Ching-ju sat on Lin Zhengying's lap, her slender hand resting on Lin Zhengying's shoulder, blushing as she asked: "Ying, Brother Ying, is the force okay?"

Lin Zhengying closed his eyes and hummed in comfort: "Mm, not bad." On the other side, Jackie Chan held A Jiao, laughing softly: "A Jiao, are you interested in developing in Hollywood recently?"

A Jiao blinked: "Brother Chan has a way?"

Jackie Chan smiled mysteriously: "Of course, as long as you're willing..."

His hand slowly slid toward her waist; A Jiao, blushing, said: "Brother Chan is joking, my contract is still with Emperor Entertainment."

Jackie Chan wasn't annoyed, he just said meaningfully: "Emperor Entertainment... heh, in Xiangjiang now, who calls the shots, you know in your heart."

A Jiao's gaze flickered, and she unconsciously glanced at Xiang Fei sitting in the center.

On the other side, the "performance" of Hung Chun-pao and Chan Ka-wah reached a climax, drawing cheers from the people around them.

"Senior brother, your acting isn't as good as back then, what a pity!" Yuen Biao laughed.

Hung Chun-pao laughed heartily: "I'm old! Ka-wah, how is my body?"

Chan Ka-wah straightened her clothes and nodded with a smile.

Everyone laughed, the atmosphere was lively.

And in the corner, Chan Chiu-chiu squatted in front of Yuen Biao; Yuen Biao looked down at her, his expression complex.

"Chiu-chiu, you don't need to do this," he said softly.

Chan Chiu-chiu looked up, blushing shyly: "Brother Biao, this is what I should do."

Yuen Biao sighed and said no more; Chen Qiao-en squatted in front of Yuen Biao, Yuen Biao smoked with a look of enjoyment on his face!

Jackie Chan then held A Jiao's hand and said seriously: "Acting requires immersion, especially emotional scenes, you have to feel the character's inner self."

A Jiao nodded, blushing: "Brother Chan, I... I'll try my best."

Jackie Chan patted her shoulder: "Come, you get on top, I'll teach you."

Saying this, he used force and swapped places with A Jiao,

A Jiao's heart raced, her cheeks burning, her arms wrapping around Jackie Chan's shoulders from behind.

On the other side of the private room, Eric Tsang was bare-chested, waving a soft whip in his hand, looking with a grin at Wong Sing-yi kneeling on the ground.

"Harder!" Wong Sing-yi looked up, her gaze hazy, her voice carrying...

Eric Tsang laughed heartily and flicked the whip lightly: "That's what you said!"

"Crack!"

The whip fell heavily on Wong Sing-yi's back; she cried out in excitement, drawing uproarious laughter from everyone.

Dai Peinuan watched this scene, her face unconsciously turning red.

She secretly glanced at Xiang Fei and found he still looked calm, as if he ignored the absurdity around him.

Under the influence of alcohol, Dai Peinuan's courage gradually grew.

She bit her lip, her fingers gently touching the back of Xiang Fei's hand.

Xiang Fei raised an eyebrow to look at her, his gaze deep.

Dai Peinuan's heart pounded like thunder, yet she still gathered her courage and slowly moved closer to him...