A pampered young lady from a prestigious family, pampered by her childhood sweetheart, a CEO.

"I promise you, I will protect Yaoyao until anything happens. As long as I'm here, I will keep her safe and sound."

"Alright, it's a gentleman's agreement, a deal is a deal."

"It's a word."

Even after Luo Yunqi left, Xu Qiluo remained in that position downstairs, watching the car outside gradually disappear from his doorway.

Xu Qiluo subconsciously reached for his phone, having just vaguely seen the screen light up briefly.

Zhu Pingan sent me a photo, a photo of a sunset over the desert, extremely free and vibrant.

Zhu Ping'an promised him that she would take a picture of him wherever they went, even if they didn't say a word to each other. If you open their WeChat chat history, it's full of photos they exchanged.

Xu Qiluo rubbed it a few times, then sent her his class schedule for the day without saying a word. He believed they both understood.

……

……

The JA Awards Ceremony is a joyous celebration where all actors and stars gather. Everyone is dressed in haute couture gowns, looking glamorous with exquisite makeup and outstanding hairstyles. No one avoids the flashing lights, and no one abandons their emotional control at the ceremony.

No one would let such a good opportunity pass by; big names and talented people gathered there.

Except for some people.

Wen Qing had the time; her new drama had just finished filming, and the production team wanted to avoid the JA Awards ceremony as much as possible. Wen Qing naturally had no objections, but the second female lead in the same drama did.

Relying on his powerful connections, he tried to forcefully use his influence to schedule his wrap-up day next to the JA Awards.

But did they not consider whether Wen Qing would be willing?

The answer is definitely no.

No one wants their wrap-up day to be overshadowed by a grand ceremony, especially since Wen Qing has her own plans and doesn't want to waste so much of her time.

"I disagree." Wen Qing had just changed her clothes and was wearing a loose white short-sleeved shirt and gray trousers. Her face still had peach blossom makeup on, making her look delicate and pretty.

In the play, she is the daughter of the prime minister, enjoying all kinds of wealth and honor. She is innocent and romantic from a young age. Later, by imperial decree, she becomes the crown prince's concubine.

From initially refusing to compete or fight for anything to later suffering humiliation, she finally realized that if she didn't fight or fight for anything, in the end she would only bring trouble to the Prime Minister's Mansion behind her.

The innocent and romantic little girl gradually transformed into the Empress, who held the highest position.

The peach blossom makeup on her face was specifically for this selection of the Crown Prince's concubines.

She gently raised her fingers, her ten fingers slender and fair as jade. "What's the situation next door right now? I think no one knows better than us. Our drama doesn't need to use this to make a name for itself. If we really held this wrap party next door today, our crew would definitely be the headline news the next day."

The director agreed with her and was about to let everyone leave when Song Wanru, the second female lead in the crew, spoke up. She played the Crown Princess in the drama, competing with the Crown Prince's concubine in the drama, and competing with Wen Qing in real life.

"director…"

Her sweet, delicate voice made everyone present's hearts skip a beat.

"I don't think Wen Qing's words make any sense. The JA Awards are being held next door, with countless entertainment media present. Our wrap party is being held next door, so if our media friends do a little research, they will all know about our new drama."

"This can be considered a powerful publicity campaign." Song Wanru glanced timidly at Wen Qing, who was smiling but silent beside her, as if afraid that someone would speak up for the good of the crew again.

"This is a great opportunity to promote ourselves for free and build our reputations..."

"this…"

The director was also caught in a dilemma, looking at the two of them. One was the new favorite of the investors behind them, and the other was the eldest daughter of the Wen family. If they offended either of them, they would not be able to withstand the pressure and blows from the other side.

Wen Qing laughed; the other party really thought she was a piece of cake.

She slowly stood up, casually glancing at herself in the mirror. Hmm, she was kind of pretty, but she wondered if the person she was going to meet would like it!

"Oh, if that's the case, then go over there yourself. I'm very confident in my acting skills and beauty. There's no one prettier than me who's more talented, no one more talented than me who's prettier, and no one prettier than me who's more talented than me who's more confident."

"You're probably the one who has neither acting skills nor good looks."

The two women fought in the drama and off-screen as well, neither giving the other any face. However, Song Wanru was more discreet, always putting on one face in public and another in private, but Wen Qing wouldn't tolerate her.

Despite being in front of so many people, she showed no fear whatsoever, raising an eyebrow slightly. "I have things to do later, so I won't waste any more time talking to you. Go if you want, no one's stopping you."

"You..." Song Wanru's eyes reddened with anger at her words. What did she mean by that? Was she looking down on her?

Seeing this, the director broke out in a cold sweat. Good heavens! Were these two young ladies planning to fight right here? Shouldn't they reconsider their current predicament?

Next door is the JA Awards, which gathers countless entertainment stars and powerful figures. If even the slightest bad news comes out here, it will become the top news in the entertainment industry the next day.

"Ladies, let's calm down a bit. Today is the wrap-up day for our drama. Let's take a break."

"Okay, director, I was wrong to not think things through and I'm sorry to have put you in a difficult position."

Song Wanru immediately softened her voice; she was exceptionally good at dealing with people.

"Director, I'm sorry, I won't be able to go to the wrap party later. Someone is coming to pick me up."

Wen Qing wasn't that cunning. She and the director had known each other for a long time, and the director was well aware of her situation.

The two of them finally quieted down, much to the director's delight. He even had the mood to tease her, "Is that cute little puppy behind you coming to pick you up for dinner?"

The assistant next to her promptly handed her a coat. Wen Qing didn't deny it, but instead, with a hint of embarrassment and subconscious protectiveness, said, "If I'm not mistaken, he's standing at the door. If he heard your teasing remark, he'd probably tear this shed down."

"Director, whether it's a cute puppy or a fierce wolf is not up to you to decide."

director"……"

Oh my god!!

Song Wanru, who was standing next to her, was unaware of the intricacies of the situation, but she knew that Wen Qing was backed by the entire Wen family, and anyone who could eat with her was definitely not an ordinary person.

After Wen Qing left, Song Wanru wanted to test the waters with a few words, but the director next to her coldly told everyone to wrap up and leave. Then, he half-reminded her, saying, "Who is the other party? Miss Song, don't worry about it so much. You still need to hone your acting skills. Several million dollars have been invested. Hopefully, it won't all be for nothing in the end."

Song Wanru “…”

"Yes, director."

The director had everyone pack up. After a year of script polishing, detailing various aspects, and setting up the scenes, this original script, Big Idol, is finally ready for release.

The director was so excited that he didn't eat all day. Now that he finally had some time to rest, he was thinking of having a happy meal with the whole crew to celebrate.

I almost forgot that their leading lady had someone else asking her out.

Filming had just wrapped up, and Wen Qing hadn't removed her makeup yet; her assistant was wrapping her in her coat.

"Sister Qing, should we wear masks?"

"No need, everyone here is one of our own, not a single paparazzi will show up. And if it does leak out tomorrow, the location tracking will be easy to find."

Wen Qing raised an eyebrow. In the shadows beside her, a Bentley was parked discreetly, quietly and without a sound.

As she approached, the car door slowly rose.