Chen Zhenglin stared at Jian Liangtong for a long ti and said, "Miss Jian is not only beautiful but also smart."
"Director Chen keeps praising , I’m really embarrassed." Jian Liangtong’s expression indeed looked a bit embarrassed.
Chen Zhenglin couldn’t help but smile and said to Zhang Le Yi, "I’m very curious how Miss Zhang would portray a charming beauty."
"Le Yi." Jian Liangtong smiled as she looked at Zhang Le Yi.
Zhang Le Yi got the hint, gracefully curling her cherry pink lips, her eyes looked like autumn water as she gazed at Chen Zhenglin, her voice ca out gently, carrying a hint of coquettish banter, "I need Director Chen’s cooperation, I wonder if Director Chen would give this face?"
Chen Zhenglin smiled sideways, saying nothing, just gazing at Zhang Le Yi.
Jian Liangtong glanced at Zhang Le Yi who gracefully stood up beside her, then squinted at Chen Zhenglin, observing his reaction.
Zhang Le Yi walked around the desk and ca behind Chen Zhenglin, slightly bending her body, sliding one arm from Chen Zhenglin’s shoulder, lightly covering his left chest, while the other hand rested gently on his other shoulder.
She smiled charmingly, her red lips seed to almost touch his ear, "Thank you."
Chen Zhenglin’s expression didn’t change a bit, maintaining the smile he had when Zhang Le Yi walked over.
Jian Liangtong couldn’t tell if he was satisfied.
A hint of uncertainty showed in Zhang Le Yi’s eyes as she looked at Jian Liangtong.
Jian Liangtong’s long lashes slightly concealed.
Leaving Chen Zhenglin’s studio.
In the car back to the company.
Jian Liangtong sat in the front passenger seat, while Zhang Le Yi sat in the back.
"Sister Tong, do you think there’s hope?" Zhang Le Yi asked softly, frowning.
Jian Liangtong looked at Zhang Le Yi through the rearview mirror, "Don’t be discouraged. The fact that Director Chen t with you shows he’s considering you."
Zhang Le Yi bit her lip, staring straight at Jian Liangtong, wanting to speak but hesitated.
"What’s wrong?" Jian Liangtong asked, puzzled.
"Why do I feel like Director Chen wants you to act..." Zhang Le Yi said cautiously.
Jian Liangtong, "..."
"You’re so beautiful." Zhang Le Yi said.
"..." Jian Liangtong squinted slightly at Zhang Le Yi, "You’re overthinking it."
"Didn’t you notice? Throughout the process, Director Chen was watching you." Zhang Le Yi said, staring at her.
"Just because he’s watching ans he wants to act?" Jian Liangtong raised an eyebrow, the curve of her smile sowhat cold.
"..." Zhang Le Yi said nothing, her gaze at Jian Liangtong held a hint of darkness.
It looked as if she blad Jian Liangtong for stealing her thunder!
A trace of repressed resentnt!
Jian Liangtong slightly frowned her delicate brows.
The car arrived at the company.
Just after parking, Zhang Le Yi pushed open the car door and got out, walking into the company without looking back.
Jian Liangtong got out of the car, looking at Zhang Le Yi’s back, annoyed she pinched her brow.
"Miss Jian."
A cold and proud female voice ca from the side.
Jian Liangtong pursed her lips, looking over.
She saw Wendy in professional attire standing in front of a Maserati, looking at her coolly.
Jian Liangtong mildly furrowed her brow in surprise and walked towards her.
"Sister Wendy." Jian Liangtong greeted out of politeness.
Wendy nodded, "I heard you t with Director Chen today?"
"..." Is the news spreading too fast?
Jian Liangtong licked her lower lip and nodded.
Seeing this.
Wendy instantly frowned, her gaze sowhat fierce, "So, the female lead for Director Chen’s new play has already been decided on your artist?"
"Director Chen just t with and Le Yi; he didn’t ntion anything about the female lead for his new play." Jian Liangtong said truthfully.
"You an it hasn’t been decided yet?" Wendy still frowned.
"I don’t know about that." Jian Liangtong smiled.
Wendy stared at Jian Liangtong for a long mont and said, "You didn’t lie to , did you?"
"..." Jian Liangtong was helpless, "Do I have a reason to?"
Wendy seed to think for a mont.
Pursed her lips.
Didn’t say anything.
Opened the car door and got in.
In the next mont, she drove away right in front of Jian Liangtong.
Jian Liangtong was immune to Wendy’s "impulsive" behavior.
Turned around to walk into the company.
At this mont, her phone tily rang.
Jian Liangtong picked up the phone and glanced at it, her almond eyes slightly narrowed, it was Chen Zhenglin.
Thinking about it, Jian Liangtong answered the call, "Director Chen."
Less than an hour after leaving Chen Zhenglin’s studio, Jian Liangtong ca to Chen Zhenglin’s office once again.
When led into the office by Chen Zhenglin’s assistant, Chen Zhenglin suddenly stood up from his executive chair and walked towards Jian Liangtong, "I’m truly sorry Miss Jian, for making you take another trip. Miss Jian, co, sit here."
Jian Liangtong, "..." Sowhat shocked by Chen Zhenglin’s odd fluctuation in attitude.
Only an hour had passed, what happened to him?
"Serve tea to Miss Jian." Chen Zhenglin walked to Jian Liangtong and instructed the assistant standing behind her.
The assistant quickly nodded, turned, and went to make tea.
"Miss Jian, please." Chen Zhenglin gestured towards the sofa.
Jian Liangtong’s mind was slightly confused; she awkwardly smiled at Chen Zhenglin, intending to walk to the sofa.
As she turned, unexpectedly, she saw a man sitting on the sofa, gazing serenely in this direction.
Jian Liangtong’s pupils suddenly constricted, clenching her palm tightly, she stood stiffly in place.
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