Xia Qing is a top screenwriter and producer in the industry. Every work she makes becomes a hit, and every actor is eager to work with her.
As she prepared to launch her new drama, several investors arranged a dinner. Each wanted to promote their own actors, and of course, they had other motives as well.
This was nothing new to Xia Qing, and she didn't mind. There was no one in her life at the moment anyway.
At the table, several moderately famous male traffic stars schemed against one another, making the dinner tense and fraught. Xia Qing watched with indifference. What a shame, though, that the one whose looks appealed to her most sat there like a block of wood.
She was privately disappointed, but halfway through the meal, he suddenly stood up and offered to pour her a drink. To everyone's astonishment, his hand shook, and he "accidentally" spilled the wine on her pants. He crouched down to wipe the stain, looking straight up at her with a pair of alluring eyes, his expression hinting at seduction.
The others: "..."
Well, well. So the real champion was here all along.
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Xu Shaoyu had a face so gorgeous it was as if the heavens themselves had fed him with a silver spoon. Yet after two years in the industry, he was still a complete unknown.
When top producer Xia Qing began preparing her new drama, his company took him to a dinner and told him to get on good terms with Ms. Xia.
Over the course of the meal, he noticed the woman glancing at him from time to time, her gaze bored. He knew she was somewhat interested in him, so he took the initiative to create an opportunity for physical contact.
But she merely lifted his chin slightly and looked over his face with an amused smile, leaving him nowhere to hide. "You're quite handsome. Don't try any tricks like that again."
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Later, when the two argued, Xu Shaoyu's handsome face drooped like a bitter melon. "You're biased. I'm obviously very well-behaved. Is it my fault I was born looking like this?"
Xia Qing: "...You haven't matched the word 'well-behaved' since the moment we met. At least other people pretend to be reserved. You didn't hold back at all. You practically threw yourself into my arms."
Xu Shaoyu's ears turned red. He buried his face in the crook of her neck and murmured, "That's because I really like you so much. I was afraid another man would seduce you away."
The heroine is two years older.
Readers who require both leads to have no past relationships should proceed with caution or skip this.
Theme: You can't judge everything by appearances.