Chapter 132: A Virtuous Woman Fears a Persistent Suitor (Requesting Moon Tickets and Rewards)

The car arrived at Liu Tianxian's Villa, and Fang Hong picked her up from the passenger seat.

The large iron gate opened, and Liu Xiaoli came out to greet them; seeing the situation, she asked, "What happened?"

"She drank too much."

Fang Hong said this, then carried her inside and placed her on the living room sofa, saying directly, "Auntie, I'm leaving now."

He spoke and left without a moment's delay!

Liu Xiaoli didn't know what was going on, so she merely saw him off a little.

After he left, she returned inside and was just about to feel her daughter's forehead when she saw Liu Tianxian open her eyes and sit up.

"Did that man leave?" Liu Tianxian straightened her clothes, which were still intact.

"He left."

Liu Xiaoli replied, and seeing her daughter looking perfectly fine, no longer showing signs of drunkenness, she understood something: "Why did you pretend to be drunk?"

"I was testing that man, to see if he'd take advantage of me," Liu Tianxian said.

Liu Xiaoli sat beside her daughter: "How did it go? Did he not touch you?"

"No, he just kissed me!"

Liu Tianxian brushed her finger across her lips, where Fang Hong's warmth still lingered.

She hadn't expected the man to have such strong willpower; she pretended to be drunk just to see if Fang Hong would take advantage of her vulnerability.

Then she deliberately brushed her lips against his to tempt him, yet he still held back—was she not attractive enough?

No, she could feel the inner struggle within him, the intense suppression—he controlled himself right before her eyes, and that was incredibly hard!

But after this incident, she understood: Fang Hong truly liked her, not in some casual, playboy way; otherwise, he wouldn't have respected her wishes.

If it were anyone else, they'd have taken her first and worried about respect later! "Looks like this boy isn't bad—he has some sense of morality," Liu Xiaoli commented.

Liu Tianxian said nothing; she understood everything her mother said.

She pulled out her phone, scrolled to a photo, and seeing it, she pressed her lips together and smiled—sweetly.

The photo was of Fang Hong asleep in women's clothing, the snapshot she'd taken while crouching beside him.

Liu Xiaoli saw her daughter's expression and thought it was odd: "What are you giggling at?"

"Mom, look—he's so silly," Liu Tianxian swiped her phone to another single photo.

The photo showed Fang Hong fully dressed in women's clothing.

Liu Xiaoli looked and couldn't help covering her mouth as she chuckled—mainly because it was so absurd.

In her mind, Fang Hong was always serious, articulate; now seeing this, it was almost unbearable to look at—his entire image had collapsed.

If Fang Hong knew Liu Tianxian was showing his cross-dressing photos around, he'd definitely whip her.

Liu Xiaoli suppressed her laughter and pointed at the phone screen: "When was this taken?"

"Before, when he went to Dunhuang to find me, it rained heavily, so I lent him these clothes," Liu Tianxian explained.

"Oh, I see!"

Liu Xiaoli placed her hand on her daughter's leg and warned: "I'm telling you, don't give yourself to him just because of this. A man having self-control is only natural.

If he lacks even that much self-control, he's not worthy of great things—he'll eventually be betrayed, tricked away by some other woman."

"I know!" Liu Tianxian nodded.

The two mothers and daughters got along very well—they could talk about anything!

As for Fang Hong, although Liu Tianxian was dating him, she was essentially observing his character.

After all, they'd only known each other for a little over a year; though they'd been through many things, they didn't truly know each other deeply.

And she wanted Fang Hong to pursue her for a few more years—she thoroughly enjoyed being pursued.

But she didn't know what he was up to—he'd left in such a hurry, as if something urgent had come up.

What else could Fang Hong be doing? Taking a cold shower, gripping himself tightly, and once asleep, forgetting all the trouble—frustrating.

The next day, a photo went viral online: it showed Liu Tianxian leaning against a man, their walking moment frozen in time.

But the lighting was dim, the photo blurry and dark—no faces were clear, only the intimate, clinging posture visible.

Tabloid media had specifically tagged a large headshot of "Liu Tianxian," indicating the man she was leaning on was her—but they didn't tag Fang Hong, because they simply didn't recognize him; Fang Hong had no high-definition artistic photos, only movie footage.

And after appearing in movies, he'd vanished—never appeared on Variety shows—hard to connect the dots.

The photo spread rapidly, and Wangyi were buzzing with discussion.

"Is Liu Tianxian dating? Who is this man?"

"True fans, speak up—is Liu Tianxian dating?"

"Could be the Principal—just don't know who the Principal is!"

"No need to guess—it's definitely her godfather!"

"This photo is so blurry, two dark figures—how can you be sure it's Liu Tianxian?"

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Suddenly, Wangyi were all over the place with speculation—some said Principal, others said godfather.

Some even doubted the photo's authenticity, simply because the paparazzi hadn't captured it clearly—it was already very late, and the lighting was terrible.

But anything involving Liu Tianxian drew attention, especially rumors about her dating.

Somehow, this incident seemed to trigger Zeng Yike; that day he posted on Weibo: "I'm Keke, I miss you a little—let's hang out when you're free!"

The post included a photo: a group shot from the set of "Love Announcement," with Liu Tianxian among the actors.

But the post didn't spark any buzz or attention—who knew who he was referring to?

Liu Tianxian made no response to the gossip, letting the speculation run wild.

Whether she saw Zeng Yike's Weibo or not was unknown—she probably saw it; even if she didn't, she likely received a message.

But Fang Hong noticed the online gossip about him and Liu Tianxian.

He told Chen Zhixi to dampen this surge of attention! Now is the time to test public relations skills—if you can't handle something this simple, the PR department should write a self-criticism. Chen Zhixi said she understood, then added: "General Manager Fang, 'The Genius Thief' was sent back; it didn't pass review."

Even the finished film must be reviewed! Fang Hong was surprised: "Wasn't it agreed that if the first ending failed, we'd submit the second?"

We shot two endings: the first was dark; the second was uplifting and righteous.

"We submitted both endings. Neither passed review," Chen Zhixi said.

"That's a bit strange. Logically, it shouldn't have been a problem," Fang Hong mused.

"I also thought it should've passed, but it didn't—and they gave no feedback at all," Chen Zhixi said.

Film review has no standards—if it fails, they won't tell you what's wrong, leaving you to guess and revise. This tactic drives many filmmakers to despair, and you can't even complain! "Then revise it and resubmit," Fang Hong had no better solution.

'The Genius Thief' has some questionable values!

This won't be resolved anytime soon. Revising and resubmitting takes ages—could take months! You're in a rush, but they're not.

In the afternoon, Fang Hong came again to Liu Tianxian's place. Liu Tianxian only joined the set every few days, so she'd had some free time lately.

Liu Tianxian had grown used to his daily visits, but Liu Xiaoli hadn't.

The mother and daughter had lived peacefully; now with this man constantly dropping by, their lifestyle had changed.

The mother and daughter sat on the terrace, sipping coffee.

"Xiao Fang, if you have work, go do it. You don't need to keep coming here," Liu Xiaoli hinted she wanted him to leave.

This was too persistent. If he kept this up, even her daughter might not endure it.

The old saying goes: a virtuous woman fears a persistent suitor! She couldn't judge this boy based on one single act and think he needed special treatment.

That one act merely gave her a slight impression of Fang Hong—she thought he was a decent boy.

But it was nowhere near the point of giving him her daughter!

Fundamentally, she barely knew Fang Hong! "I'm very busy, Auntie, but my work ability is strong—under my leadership, the company is thriving," Fang Hong said coolly, puffing himself up.

But it was true—Yutu really was thriving!

Liu Tianxian remained as usual, as if nothing had happened, holding her coffee, smiling cheerfully, lifting it to drink, then putting it down again, laughing so hard she couldn't swallow.

This man was hilarious when he boasted.

Actually, she was seeing him through rose-colored glasses—now everything he did seemed funny, even cute.

Liu Xiaoli didn't laugh; she was serious: "Even so, you must prioritize your career. Constantly coming here—people will think you're neglecting your duties!"

"Others just don't see how hard I'm working. Only I know how hard I work."

Fang Hong stood behind Liu Tianxian, bending down: "Were you okay last night?"

"Fine, perfectly fine."

Liu Tianxian affectionately patted his cheek.

Hearing her say that, it seemed she didn't know about the secret kiss. Even if she did, so what? Wasn't a kiss allowed?

Fang Hong pulled out a chair and sat down on his own.

Liu Tianxian picked up the coffee pot and poured him a cup, then said to her mother: "He says half a day's work for him equals a year's work for others!"

"Do you believe his bragging?" Liu Xiaoli said.

"Oh come on, you're taking it too seriously. Fang Hong just likes to do this—let him be," Liu Tianxian said.

He only brags like this in front of her; outside, he's still very serious.

Xiao Feifei understands me, Fang Hong thought to himself.

Liu Tianxian added: "Besides, Yutu is doing quite well now—it's not worse than anyone else's."

"Who are you siding with?"

Liu Xiaoli playfully slapped her daughter's arm in reproach.

"Of course I'm siding with you—I'm your daughter!" Liu Tianxian teased.

"You side with me but speak for him? You're turning against your own mother!" Liu Xiaoli scolded.

"Fine, I'll shut up," Liu Tianxian fell silent.

Fang Hong also fell silent—but he didn't leave. He intended to stay.

Their silence made Liu Xiaoli feel bored, almost targeted. Ah, once a daughter grows up, she's no longer under her mother's control!

She sighed and left them to chat.

Liu Tianxian watched her mother walk off, then pulled a high-end gift box from under her chair: "By the way, this is for you."

Fang Hong took it: "What's this?"

"Clothes. I didn't know your size, so I picked standard sizing. If you hadn't come today, I was going to send it over," Liu Tianxian said.

"Wow!"

Fang Hong was taken aback, looking at her: "Why are you suddenly so nice to me?"

"Are you not used to it?" Liu Tianxian smiled sweetly.

"Yes. I'd rather you scold me. You're being so nice—I feel uneasy," Fang Hong patted his chest.

"Aow!"

Liu Tianxian extended both hands like claws and lunged playfully at him.

She looked just like a kitten.

"Hahaha, scary, right?" she laughed loudly.

Fang Hong stared at her blankly—she looked utterly nuts. But he didn't say it aloud; if he called her crazy, he'd get punched!

He leaned closer and changed his phrasing: "Hey, has anyone ever said you're silly?"

"You're the silly one!"

Liu Tianxian kicked him lightly under the table—what a jerk! (End of chapter)