C26

These days, after carefully observing Huo Yelin, Zhao Yelin's opinion of him had greatly improved.

He was serious and domineering. He did what he wanted, was harsh on others, but even harsher on himself. He never left late, did his best in every play, ate lunch with other employees, and had to deal with the company's work when he was free. Once, when they were out on a field trip, the van was stuck in a snowy pit, and he jumped out of the van without hesitation and pushed along with the other male employees.

Huo Yelin and Fang Xinying were in the middle of filming a pair of scenes. Zhao Yelin hugged her fries as she ate, thinking, if he fell back twenty years and everyone was a pure and lively child, what would make him like this?

After Huo Yelin finished his filming, he walked over with a pressuring aura. Zhao Yelin immediately stepped to the side to let him pass. Who knew that when he walked over, he would suddenly turn around and say, "Stop eating, it's swollen like a pig's head."

"Oh, got it."

The sound wasn't loud, and everyone around could hear it. They covered their mouths and snickered.

Zhao Yilin obediently walked towards the trash can and threw the chips into it. His face had already been scratched.

Zhao Yilin and Fang Xinying walked towards the parking lot with a smile on their faces. The director had told them that they would be sleeping late at 2 o'clock tomorrow afternoon.

"Halt."

Hearing Huo Yelin's voice, Zhao Yelin could not help but stop in her tracks. "Is something the matter?"

He was standing in front of a twentieth-century European library, dressed in a black overcoat and black sunglasses, his hands in his pockets like an Italian Mafia.

"Come with me."

"Where to?"

"Hotel."

Zhao Yilin: "... What is it? "

Huo Yelin was silent for a moment before saying, "We'll discuss the script."

Zhao Yilin noticed that both Fang Xinying and Zhang Youzhen were hinting her not to go. "Not today. I have an appointment with a friend."

"Yes." Huo Yelin did not say anything more. He turned around and got into the car.

Zhao Yilin was surprised. She didn't expect him to leave just like that.

After getting on the car, Zhao Yelin looked out the window and thought of Huo Yelin's tone just now. She felt a bit uncomfortable.

"I was scared to death. I thought she was going to kidnap you." Fang Xinying patted her chest and said.

Zhao Yilin pursed her lips, "No, we were just overthinking things." He should... Just want to have a play with me. "

When their thoughts were dirty, they would unconsciously distort the tone and meaning of others' words.

With this thought in mind, she clenched her teeth and nodded in agreement the third time Huo Yelin came to invite her.

However, she had put two anti-wolf sprayers in her bag in advance.

In the evening, Zhao Yelin walked into Huo Yelin's presidential suite. She immediately saw a sumptuous candlelight dinner set up in front of the window.

She stood hesitating in the doorway. "Didn't you say you were going to do the right thing?"

Huo Yelin took off his coat and threw it on the sofa. "Are you going to starve to death?"

Zhao Yilin placed her hand on her bag.

The interior of the house was brightly lit and luxuriously decorated. The two people sitting opposite each other were imprinted on the windows. Outside the window, it was pitch black with only a few spots of light.

Because it was western cuisine, the sound of knives and forks hitting the dining plates could be heard from time to time in the quiet room.

"Are you used to filming?" Huo Yelin did not have any expression on his face. His tone sounded like an old senior who was concerned about a newcomer.

"Fortunately, I'm gradually getting used to it."

He had a Band-Aid on the back of his hand. He had been scratched by a prop during the movie yesterday. Long and powerful fingers deftly fiddled with the knife and fork while the black and red steak was sliced square.

Huo Yelin asked again, "Why are you avoiding me?"

Zhao Yilin didn't expect him to ask such a direct question. He held his chest tight and said, "Aren't you sure?"

Huo Yelin raised his eyes and looked at her somewhat angry expression. He calmly took a sip of red wine and said, "If it's because you took advantage of me last time, I can forgive you."

When he spoke, his eyes were calm and he did not seem to be joking.

Zhao Yilin looked at him in disbelief. She put down her knife and fork and tried to organize her thoughts to make the man with zero EQ realize how ridiculous she was.

"Even if it hadn't happened, I would have tried to get away from you."

Huo Yelin leaned back in his chair. His black eyes looked at her silently. "Why?"

"Because no woman would like it …" Halfway through her sentence, her mind suddenly went blank. What words could describe him, viciousness? Cold? Heartless?

This man seemed to be standing at the edge of the light and the darkness, and not a single word of praise or derogatory term could be used on him.

She couldn't think of a proper adjective, so she said bluntly, "No woman likes a man who forces himself to go to bed."

Surprise flashed through Huo Yelin's eyes. He lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment before saying, "What you're saying is that if I'm gentle and reserved, you'll fall for me?"

Zhao Yilin blinked as she mulled over the conversation. Damn it, I brought myself into a ditch.

"I didn't mean that."

Huo Yelin seemed to have already confirmed her thoughts. He picked up his knife and fork and began to eat. No matter how she tried to explain it to him, he remained unmoved.

After dinner, they sat facing each other on the sofa. During the process, Huo Yelin was very serious. From time to time, he would point out Zhao Yilin's flaws and even record down the changes that needed to be made to the script.

Zhao Yilin watched him write and paint on the script. She asked curiously, "Are you from a major?" The things you put forward are all very professional. "

Huo Yelin did not look up. He just casually said, "I guess so. When I went to the United States to study, I studied film majors."

"Oh." Zhao Yilin understood.

It was no wonder that Huo Qiang had handed over all of his movies and subsidiaries to him so early.

When he was working, Huo Yelin's strong facial features looked much softer. As the plot in the script changed, his expression would also change slightly.

When he looked up, their eyes met.

Zhao Yilin suddenly felt like he was going to suck her in. She hurriedly packed up her things and said, "Hey, it's getting late. I have to go back."

"Mm, I'll send you off."

Zhao Yilin wanted to say no, but when she saw the look in his eyes, it was as if he was a disappointed Qi Xiaoyan, so she swallowed her words of refusal.

She carried her bag to the door and opened it. Just as she placed her hand on the handle of the door, Huo Yelin suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand.

"Let go!" Zhao Yilin didn't struggle at all. She was both angry and disappointed as she looked at the two figures on the door.

Huo Yelin's lips were cold and soft. "Eli."

He called out softly, his breath warm.

Zhao Yilin grabbed his arm with all her might. She was short of breath and her body was numb. She bit her lips and waited for a long time. Finally, she asked, "Do you still want revenge?"

Zhao Yilan slowly turned her head to the side. Their noses accidentally touched. "What do you want to say?"

Huo Yelin closed his eyes and kissed her forehead. His Adam's apple rolled slightly as he said, "Be my woman and use me to your heart's content."

Zhao Yilin felt like her heart had been thrown into a pan of boiling oil. It was even hotter than a soldering iron.

This time, Huo Yelin clearly didn't use force, but she was actually standing there quietly, allowing him to play with her.

Huo Yelin was so immersed in his desire that he did not notice the change in her mood.

Just as he was about to enter, Zhao Yilin pushed him away and said, "No!"

As soon as the door opened, Zhao Yilin ran out.

The sound of messy footsteps could be heard along the corridor, as well as the woman's agonized whimpering.

Huo Yelin stood at the door and did not go out to chase her. He waited until the corridor quieted down before closing the door. Then, he picked up Zhao Yelin's underwear and walked towards the bathroom.

He stood in front of the mirror on the washstand.

He threw his underwear into the laundry basket and sniffed his fingertips. They smelled of her.

Not long ago during dinner, Zhao Yilin's words still echoed in his ears, "No woman would like a man who forced himself to bed."

Huo Yelin's breathing stagnated as he walked into the bathroom. He quickly pressed the water heater's button to turn the water on its coolest.

The piercing cold water slowly washed away the raging desire in his body. It kept coming back to him.

After a long time, he suddenly roared and punched the wall, "Who do you think you are —!"

After that day, when the two met again on the set, there seemed to be a transparent wall separating them.

After one person finished talking, the other person would immediately leave.

The two of them stopped the car on opposite sides of the set, from just a few meters apart.

No one could see the change, only Zhang Yanzhen had asked her while driving, "Are you okay?"

Zhao Yilin looked up and smiled, "Yes, I'm fine."

Today, it was mainly about Zhao Yilin and Fang Xinying. After Huo Yelin finished filming, he left immediately.

Wu Tai looked at the Mercedes-Benz that was leaving quickly and said to himself: "Hmm? Why did Director Huo leave so early today? "

The photographic assistant said from the side, "He should be going back to discuss the engagement."

"How do you know?"

"I was passing his car just now and I overheard it."

"Shh!" Be careful not to be overheard. "

The two people who were whispering did not notice a man and a woman crossing paths behind them.

Zhao Yilin returned to her seat and handed a cup of coffee to Fang Xinying.

"Linlin, why is your complexion so bad?"

Zhao Yilin patted her cheeks, "Really?" "I'm in a good mood."

At this moment, an attendant came over and said, "Miss Zhao, there's going to be a shooting scene the day after tomorrow. You can take this fake snatch back and train with it."

"Okay, thanks."

Zhao Yilin fiddled with the gun in her hand. She knew most of the moves, but she knew how to use a gun in a movie. It was easy to tell if she was good at it or not, so it was necessary to practice in advance.