She goes crazy, he'll cover for her; the darling of the group is someone no one dares to mess w

Lu Jie, on the other hand, was much more casual. He unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, a faint smile playing on his lips.

He walked straight to Han Xi's side, his voice not loud but loud enough for those around to hear: "President Han, it's been a long time. I was in Beijing last night, and I didn't expect to run into you here today. You're in a more anxious mood than I thought."

"Are you very free?"

Lu Jie raised an eyebrow: "Of course not as busy as President Han, who is so busy that he can't even keep an eye on his wife."

Han Xi looked at him without saying a word.

Lu Jie was also looking at him.

There was a sudden spark between them; though they remained silent, the atmosphere had already turned icy.

for a long time.

Han Xicai smirked and said softly, "I'll give you a chance, now get out."

"Han Xi, this isn't your Han family's little place. You have no right to tell me what to do."

Lu Jie smiled wickedly, "I'm here today for my sister. I made a special trip to support her on the start of filming for her new drama. It has nothing to do with you."

"..."

This time, Han Xi didn't even lift his eyelids, seemingly too lazy to argue with him, and walked straight past him.

The custom-made leather shoes made a steady sound as they stepped on the gravel road, each step feeling like a blow to Lu Jie's dignity.

Lu Jie's smile faded slightly, and he called out to Han Xi's retreating figure, "Han Xi, are you scared? If you're so afraid of what I'll do to her?"

Han Xi finally stopped and turned to the side. The sunlight fell precisely on his chiseled profile, and his eyes were as cold as ice.

“Lu Jie, this is a film set, not a place for you to run wild.”

"Oh?"

Lu Jie raised an eyebrow, slowly adjusting his cuffs. "So, Mr. Han barged in with such fanfare, was he trying to add some fun to the film crew?"

"As you said, this is a film set, so if you can come, I can come too."

He continued, "Not only am I coming, but I also plan to invest in this drama next year, and I believe Fang Li will be very happy with my investment."

As everyone watched the two equally outstanding individuals facing off, their expressions were subtle, and they were secretly observing them without actually watching.

As the atmosphere between the two became increasingly tense, more and more people began to spy on them.

The staff around them didn't dare to breathe.

This strange atmosphere gradually spread, and soon the people on the stage also noticed what was happening.

The first person to turn their gaze toward them was naturally Fang Li.

After that, everyone followed Fang Li's gaze and looked at the situation over there. Before long, even the host forgot what he was going to say.

Fang Li's fingers, clasped together in front of her, tightened slightly.

Although she was a bit far away, she could tell that the atmosphere over there wasn't good. She could vaguely sense the coldness emanating from the man's tense back, and she could also see the fleeting provocation in Lu Jie's eyes as he faced her.

Just then, Han Xi's bodyguards came over carrying eight huge flower baskets, with peonies, peonies, and gladioli layered upon each other, instantly decorating the entrance with a riot of flowers.

The head bodyguard whispered, "Mr. Han, as you instructed, give each of the main creators a copy."

Just as Han Xi's group entered with flower baskets, another group of people appeared at the entrance of the film set.

Clearly, the people Lu Jie brought were not to be outdone.

A dozen burly men filed in and immediately carried up a row of even taller flower baskets, each with a gilded ribbon bearing the character "陆" tied to its bottom.

Han Xi sneered as he met Lu Jie's provocative raised chin.

He didn't look at Lu Jie again, and turned to walk towards the stage.

When Fang Li saw him coming, she quickly stepped off the stage and walked towards him.

The two were about to meet on set, and Han Xi stopped in front of her, his voice softening slightly: "Sorry, did I scare you?"

Fang Li shook her head, about to say something, when she heard Lu Jie chuckle behind her: "Who is President Han trying to impress? President Fang isn't a little girl, why is she being so protective?"

Fang Li turned to look at Lu Jie, her tone calm yet sharp: "Mr. Lu, you've gone to so much trouble. There's no need for you to spend money on the opening ceremony of Xingli Films."

Lu Jie laughed even harder, as if he had heard something amusing: "I'm here to support Jing Sen. After all, it's a project invested in by the Lu Group, and we can't let outsiders laugh at us."

These words were undoubtedly a veiled reference to Han Xi. Fang Li was about to retort when Han Xi grabbed her wrist.

He looked at Lu Jie, his voice devoid of emotion: "Since you're here to show your support, you should follow the rules."

"Of course, I'm very law-abiding, right, little sister?"

Fang Li looked at him coldly and indifferently, ignoring him.

Lu Jie shrugged, not insisting, and walked straight to Jing Sen, who was not far away. He looked very familiar with him, patted him on the shoulder and laughed, "Jing, you look even more handsome today. My sister has good taste."

Jing Sen took off his sunglasses, a hint of fatigue in his eyes, and forced a smile: "Young Master Lu is too kind. It is an honor for our crew that Young Master Lu could come today."

Director, you've never seen a scene like this in all your years of making amazing films. You're still crowding behind Wen Yang.

"What's going on with these two?"

Wen Yang pulled him behind a pillar and whispered, "Who knows? President Han is obviously here to support our pears, but as for the other one... he's probably here to cause trouble!"

"Disrupt the event?!"

The director was surprised.

Unable to contain herself, Wen Yang secretly went to Fang Li's side and whispered something.

"Pear, what's going on? Why did your CEO Han leave? And what about Lu Jie? Why is he here again? Didn't you say he was busy? He seems to have plenty of free time!"

Fang Li turned her head and said, "I don't know either. Han Xi didn't tell me he was coming."

"Oh, I think I know now."

Looking at Han Xi's tall and straight back, and then at Lu Jie's nonchalant attitude, she suddenly covered her mouth and said, "I guess your boss Han knows that Lu Jie is harassing you and is worried that you will be stolen away, so... he came to snatch his wife in the middle of the night!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean by stealing a wife?"

"I'm not making this up! Don't tell me you can't tell, that Young Master Lu seems to really have a thing for you!"

Fang Li's heart skipped a beat. Just as she was about to deny it, she saw Han Xi walk towards her, holding a bottle of warm water: "Drink some water first."

Sunlight filtered through the trees beside him, softening his sharp features.

The moment Fang Li took the water bottle, her fingertips accidentally touched his palm. They both paused for a moment, then looked at each other.

Fang Li smiled, and the light in Han Xi's eyes softened as well.

Lu Jie, who was not far away, took in the whole scene, picked up the coffee his assistant handed him, gently blew away the foam, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips.

But his eyes and brows had turned cold.

The opening ceremony continued in an eerie calm. During the incense offering, Han Xi and Lu Jie stood in the front row, two seats apart, yet it seemed as if an invisible Chu-Han boundary separated them.

The sound of camera shutters clicking incessantly captured this seemingly harmonious moment, which was actually rife with undercurrents.

Standing on the stage, looking at the two powerful men below, Fang Li suddenly felt that this opening ceremony might be more thrilling than any scene in the script.