Chapter 58: Seduction, Making the Fake Real (Please Favorite, Please Recommend)

This sort of thing only gets more troublesome the more you get entangled in it; making one's stance clear early on is the best way to resolve it.

Previously, Qi Hui thought this woman would work through her emotions on her own and return to normal.

But he hadn't expected that even after several days, she would still be like this.

Facing Qi Hui’s incredibly blunt rejection, Li Caihua pursed her lips, a trace of disappointment and sadness appearing in her eyes.

Seeing this, Qi Hui silently stepped backward, preparing to slip away quietly.

This is no place to linger!

But at this moment, Li Caihua suddenly raised her head and beamed:

"I won't give up. We have plenty of time together, and I will do my best to earn your approval!"

"What are you trying to do?" Qi Hui’s face darkened: "You’re still young, don't you dare go down a path of illegal and criminal behavior!"

……

In the time that followed, Li Caihua constantly kept crowding up to Qi Hui, just like Chi Shuai.

However, Chi Shuai was fawning over Qiu Chixuan, while Li Caihua was fawning over Qi Hui, which left Qi Hui somewhat speechless.

But fortunately, he had Lei Jiayin to help.

With that big head of his planted to the side, no matter how much Li Caihua fawned, the effect was greatly diminished.

Watching this bizarre scene, Chi Shuai’s gaze flickered, and he felt somewhat depressed.

It was true that he kept crowding up to Qiu Chixuan, but he hadn't resisted Li Caihua either.

Although it was somewhat unrealistic, what he actually wanted was to have them both.

After all, one was a foreign beauty and the other a Hong Kong beauty—it was a rare opportunity!

As it turned out, he hadn't managed to win over either one, and one of them was already chasing after someone else, while the other wouldn't even give him the time of day.

His progress bar seemed to be frozen.

Chi Shuai touched his own face; he wasn't bad-looking, so why wasn't a single beauty interested in him?

Chi Shuai felt depressed and puzzled, though he also felt a bit of relief.

He was relieved that Qi Hui wasn't interested in Qiu Chixuan; otherwise, his situation would be even more difficult.

The actors’ minds were in a state of turmoil and disorder, yet it did not affect Director Lin’s filming work.

He had filmed many dramas and was long since accustomed to the little affairs between young men and women on set.

Director Lin shook his head; these people were all very young and only knew about boring things like romance.

Once they reached a certain age, they would realize that romance was nowhere near as good as fishing.

Fishing is the ultimate destination for everything.

On the office set, Qi Hui and Li Caihua held their scripts, listening to Director Lin explain the scene bit by bit.

"Is there anything else you don't understand?" Director Lin asked, looking at the two of them.

Next, they would enter the filming of the scenes where Aili seduces Hong Shixian, most of which were intimate scenes.

Such scenes had to be done gradually, otherwise, the result wouldn't be good.

If they went straight into kissing and bed scenes, it was likely that both Li Caihua and Qi Hui would struggle to perform normally.

"No," Qi Hui and Li Caihua said simultaneously.

"Good, then get ready; we start filming in three minutes," Director Lin said, clapping his hands.

With that, he went to set up the cameras, leaving Li Caihua and Qi Hui where they were.

"Qi Hui, we can be alone together again," Li Caihua said, looking at Qi Hui with a light laugh.

Cantonese has many tones, so even when arguing, it doesn't sound fierce—it’s all just "me ah, me ah"—let alone now, with Li Caihua acting so coquettishly.

She wasn't worried that Qi Hui wouldn't understand; after spending so much time together, she had long since discovered that Qi Hui could understand Cantonese.

Not only could he understand it, but he could even speak it very well, no worse than her, someone who had spoken Cantonese since childhood.

"Let's just focus on preparing; it's time to work," Qi Hui glanced at her, unmoved.

Li Caihua laughed: "The seduction scene we're about to film requires you not to be unmoved, so be a little nicer to me."

Hearing this, the corner of Qi Hui’s mouth twitched, feeling somewhat helpless.

The three minutes flew by; everything was ready, and it was time to start work.

"Temptation of Going Home, Scene 177, Take 1..." Director Lin shouted through his megaphone: "3, 2, 1, action!"

The camera focused on the office glass door.

Qi Hui was wearing a gray suit, but he had his jacket draped over his arm, wearing only a pale purple shirt.

His indigo tie swayed from side to side as Qi Hui walked.

"Rude fellow, damn it!" Hong Shixian, played by Qi Hui, muttered angrily, slapping the documents in his hand onto his desk in frustration.

The cameraman pulled back, capturing Aili sitting in Hong Shixian’s office chair.

Aili had her back to Hong Shixian, biting her red lips lightly, her eyes darting about, looking pleased with herself.

"Who is it? Turn around!" Qi Hui, sensing something was wrong, shouted immediately.

Aili was very obedient; the chair moved, and she turned around, revealing her exquisite face. Her expression carried a hint of allure, and her eyes shifted, radiating a subtle, lingering charm.

Not to mention Qi Hui, who was facing Aili directly, even Director Lin and the others behind the camera were stunned for a moment.

This was clearly a woman looking for her lover!

"She's acting really well..." the executive director muttered.

While they were surprised, Qi Hui, who was in the middle of acting, had his expression change slightly.

He immediately dropped his suit jacket and quickly closed his office door.

"You’ve got a lot of nerve," Hong Shixian said with a cold face: "My dad is right next door; if he sees you, I’m dead!"

"Get out of here!"

Throughout the drama, Hong Shixian’s fear of his father was a recurring theme; in his speech, he was either saying his father would kill him or that if his father found out about this or that, he would be done for.

"Are you that afraid of dying? I’m not afraid; I can go to the grave with you," Aili laughed:

"When we get to the underworld, we can be a newlywed couple and live a happy life. What do you say?"

"Whatever you have to say, say it quickly, and then get out!" Hong Shixian said impatiently, unable to take in a word of what she was saying.

"I came to bring you documents," Aili said, taking out a document folder.

"Did you see Pinru? Where did you see her?"

"Need you ask? At your house, of course," Aili said, sitting on Hong Shixian’s desk with a flirtatious air:

"I want to go to your house and see the bed you sleep in, what color it is, what the pattern is..."

"You really do have a lot of nerve; you’re truly shameless," Hong Shixian said angrily, before finally giving a helpless smile.

"Are you that scared? I really don't know what you're afraid of..."

"……"

In the director’s tent, Lei Jiayin watched the two of them trading lines and felt somewhat speechless.

Forgive his bluntness, but he always felt that Qi Hui and Li Caihua weren't acting, but having a normal conversation.

For the past few days, their chats had been exactly like this: one smiling brightly and constantly on the offensive.

The other looking completely helpless and unmoved.

If he, Lei, hadn't been standing by, he would have been worried that Li Caihua might have just taken Qi Hui by force.

In that case, Qi Hui would be in real trouble—violating a woman's will...

"Even if the whole world rejects me and curses me, I won't care," Li Caihua leaned close to Qi Hui and whispered: "Because I really love you."

"Aili, I really can't figure out what you like about me," Hong Shixian said helplessly.

"Does loving someone need a reason?"

"Do you believe in love that never expires?" Hong Shixian shook his head and said:

"Love? I stopped believing in love a long time ago. Love has an expiration date, so there’s no need to waste our youth on it."

Aili didn't argue; she picked up her bag, walked behind Hong Shixian, took out a card, handed it over, and whispered in his ear:

"This is my hotel room key. If you miss me, come find me anytime."

Qi Hui took it and looked; the corner of his mouth twitched. Damn... isn't this the hotel room key for the production crew?

Did this woman give him her actual room key?