The wealthy military officer spoils his wife excessively

No, perhaps she wouldn't be so calm watching other people's sex scenes.

In the film's finale, Jia Zhi, played by Su Wen, is executed. Escorted by two secret agents, she bravely faces death. Old Yi returns to the house, watching the wives play cards. He stands behind his wife, watching the game, but his heart is with Jia Zhi. He feels her shadow will forever linger around him, comforting him. Their relationship is that of primal hunter and prey, tiger and its accomplice—the ultimate possession. Only then is she truly his in life and in death.

As the film ended, starting with sparse applause, it suddenly erupted into thunderous applause, wave after wave of applause that seemed to stretch on and on. The lights in the hall shone brightly. Director Wei stood up amidst the applause, clapping and turning to express his deepest gratitude to his colleagues.

Suwen, Xue Shaofeng, and other actors from various opera genres also stood up, bowed, and accepted the applause.

Although the foreigners couldn't understand a word of Chinese, they managed to watch the film by following the subtitles and were genuinely moved by the story. Of course, they were also experts; besides the story, they also paid attention to the cinematography and post-production.

After the movie, there was a cocktail party where countless colleagues came to congratulate them. Foreigners even lavished praise on the film in front of Chinese reporters, saying, "《《》 was so good, so good, so good!"

Foreign actors also came to greet them. Many of them were people they only saw in newspapers. They called her "Is Nie" affectionately, shook hands with her, took photos with her, and praised her performance in the film.

When she finally had a moment to herself, Director Wei came over and joked, "I didn't realize you were so popular with foreigners." Then, staring at her outfit, he shook his head. "I misjudged you; even I didn't realize you were such a beauty!"

"Whether I'm beautiful or not, I know my own limitations. I'm really afraid of tarnishing your reputation, Director Wei. How was the reaction today?" Although the audience's applause was loud, she was still a little uneasy.

"You've seen the feedback, haven't you? It doesn't matter whether you win an award or not, just do your best. Even if you don't win an award, it's not your fault, you've already met my expectations."

But they went abroad so high-profile, it would be so upsetting if they failed to make it.

"Don't be afraid. If you don't believe in your own acting skills, don't you believe in my judgment? I haven't been wrong about you all these years. You can tell from the foreigners' reactions today. I guarantee you'll become an overnight sensation with this film." Director Wei's tone was soft, but it exuded confidence.

"I don't care whether you become famous or not. I'd be grateful if your hundreds of millions of dollars investment didn't go down the drain."

"Pah, you jinx it, it's only the first day of the film festival."

At that time, Suwen had no real concept of fame. Then, a series of chain reactions followed, leaving her quite overwhelmed. First, the most authoritative film weekly in the area asked her to be its cover girl, and then various media outlets successively booked interviews with her. European media were clearly more interested in Suwen than in Xue Shaofeng.

Even Xue Shaofeng couldn't help but say sourly, "This girl's entourage is almost bigger than mine."

The film festival lasted ten days, and she couldn't attend on time for the next nine. Sometimes she was shooting still photos in the studio, and sometimes she was shooting on location. In order to prepare for interviews, she had to stay in her room at night to practice her English. All the sightseeing was a pipe dream. She only had a quick tour on the first day after getting off the plane. The rest of the time she was rushing between events and working non-stop. She was even busier than she was in China.

I heard that after the premiere that day, several well-known local film critics and fashionistas went back and uploaded photos of the film to Facebook, praising it as a good movie, and giving a detailed introduction to the plot and the new female lead, Nie Suwen.

This further fueled the locals' curiosity about the Chinese girl. So, besides the film industry, many fashion magazines also turned their attention to Suwen. Later, Suwen learned that those who wrote blogs praising her were the same people who had come to shake hands and greet her that evening, but she had a mild case of face blindness when it came to foreigners and couldn't quite remember them.

It's clear that foreigners are very enthusiastic. They were just strangers, yet they were willing to help her promote her business. In China, this kind of thing would have to go through a company and public relations. So, during her last few days in Venice, she found out the contact information of each of these people she had temporarily left behind, reconnected with them, and gave them cross-stitch gifts with Chinese characteristics as souvenirs.

A week later, the film festival's various awards would be announced, and critics from all sides were very optimistic about their film. During this time, Director Wei also took the crew to do several high-end programs. In short, Suwen felt that this week in Venice had truly transformed her; it was as if her whole spirit was different.

Regardless of whether the film wins awards or not, she's definitely become famous. It feels unbelievable; she never even dared to dream of this before. Stepping out of the country and onto the world stage, she's risen to fame overnight?

However, as it turned out, hard work always pays off. The awards ceremony that night was later described as a night for Chinese-language films. Director Wei not only won the grand prize of the night—Best Film—for this film, but also received the Best Technical Contribution Award, which, in layman's terms, is the Cinematography Award.

Facing the Golden Lion Award once again, the seasoned director Wei was much calmer: "Winning the award was both expected and unexpected. We put in a lot of effort and received everyone's recognition. Here, I not only want to thank the film's investors, but also all the actors who have been with me to this day. Everyone's outstanding performances made this film possible. Especially Is Nie, she brought Wang Jiazhi from the script to life!"

Sitting in the audience, Suwen just kept clapping. She was genuinely happy for Director Wei, but she hadn't expected him to specifically mention her at the end. Suddenly, many eyes turned to her, even the camera screen focused on her. For a moment, the bewilderment on her face was clearly visible, before she smiled sheepishly, stood up, and bowed in all directions. When she sat down, she saw Teacher He and Teacher Chen smiling at her. Everyone felt that her being the center of attention was deserved, because she was a promising newcomer. Only Suwen herself felt that everyone was exaggerating.

When the news reached China, it was no surprise that the media was in an uproar.

For weeks, the news of their award hadn't died down. Online, no matter which entertainment website you opened, the scrolling news was filled with photos of Suwen wearing a cheongsam, her hair styled in a retro updo, smiling radiantly on the Venice red carpet. The name Nie Suwen was, for a time, the most talked-about new actress.

Back in Taiwan, they couldn't rest. To coordinate with the film's release schedule across different regions, the crew had to travel to various areas for promotional activities. The promotional period in Taiwan was the longest, and it even rained heavily on the premiere day. Amidst the torrential rain, the host quipped that the rain was a good omen, predicting the film would be a box office hit.

The premiere in Taiwan was broadcast live in mainland China, creating such a buzz that the film became a sensation even before its domestic release. Everyone was talking about it, and audiences were even going to cinemas to ask when it would be released. So when it was finally released in Hong Kong, some people were making special trips there just to see it.

Of course, the much-discussed passionate scenes had already been proven true when the film was released in Taiwan and Hong Kong. Videos of similar passionate love scenes between Xue and Nie circulated online, but were quickly deleted. Viewers, increasingly eager for more, and hearing that strict censorship in mainland China might lead to the removal of related scenes, expressed their dissatisfaction.

In the office, Lu Zheng stared intently at the computer screen, his brow furrowed. His gaze was fixed on a scene of intense passion unfolding before him—a scene both subtle and daring. A woman's honey-colored bare back was draped over a man's tanned chest, her slender neck arched high, her face glistening with sweat, and her delicate red lips parted slightly, conveying a silent yet powerful emotion. The shot cleverly avoided a wide shot, instead focusing on a close-up, capturing the alluring pink tongue tracing its way up the man's back. As the sweat dripped down his shoulders, following the lines of his muscles, it was just about to disappear when the tip of her tongue licked it away. A restrained yet unbearable passion, presented with such slow, deliberate detail, tormented not only the characters in the scene but also the audience watching.

The camera suddenly zooms out to reveal a naked woman, her back to the camera, deeply kissing a man's neck. Only then does the focus shift to the female lead's face—Nie Suwen, her curly hair flowing freely, her eyes sharp, as if she's using all her strength to lean against the man. After a few moments of undulation, the camera moves to Xue Shaofeng below, his face displaying an extreme contradiction of pain and pleasure, his eyes seemingly glowing with a light that flickers with her every rise and fall.

She took control of him with a wild and unrestrained passion, and the man gradually became immersed in her enthusiasm until he noticed that her gaze had shifted.

The man followed her gaze and saw the pistol hanging from the clothes he had taken off by the bedside. Before he could even think, the woman on top of him bit his lip hard, stealing his thoughts even more frantically.

Is it love or hate? She couldn't tell anymore. She frantically pressed the snow-white pillow against his face, blocking his view. The man, who had lived in a state of high vigilance for a long time, was quickly stimulated to the point of excitement under the dual pressure of darkness and suffocation after losing sight of him.

The woman's expression was indistinguishable between crying and something else; the sound escaping her throat was like a soft sob. She felt like she was about to collapse; she didn't even know what she was doing. All she could do was lean down and kiss the man fiercely once more.

The man's body began to convulse violently, his limbs stiffening. Finally, he let out a low growl, threw off the pillow, and rolled over, pinning the woman beneath him. The woman was completely out of control, clinging to the man's neck, shaking her head in agony. The man finally lay still against her chest, their honey-colored bodies tightly embracing, trembling and shuddering. The woman could no longer hold back; her eyes reddened, and she lay face up on the pillow, weeping bitterly.