Chapter 0614: Refusal

"Don't worry, I will never do anything to let you down."

Fan Baobao suddenly said to Zhao Fusheng, her face slightly flushed, but her expression and tone were very serious.

Zhao Fusheng smiled, his fingers gently brushing her cheek, caressing her face, and said softly, "Silly girl, don't worry, I won't give anyone the chance to bully you."

No way. In the previous life, that was one thing, but in this life, with countless trump cards up his sleeve, if he still let Fan Baobao get bullied in this circle, even the heavens would probably send down a thunderbolt to strike this useless fool dead.

Touched by Zhao Fusheng's hand, Fan Baobao felt as if all the blood in her body had frozen at that moment. Their eyes met, and in her gaze, Zhao Fusheng saw a trace of tenderness.

Gently, he leaned down and kissed the girl's lips...

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When the sun rose again, Zhao Fusheng opened his eyes, but the beloved beside him was no longer in his arms.

Last night, they had naturally been intimate, stopping just short of the final step, having done everything else. Remembering how Miss Fan had worked diligently under his guidance, a smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of Zhao Fusheng's mouth.

Men, after all, have no dislike for such matters.

Regardless of age, as long as he's a normal man, how could he not be passionate about the pleasures of the bed? Unless he's a eunuch.

Otherwise, holding a beautiful woman in his arms and doing nothing—Zhao Fusheng would only have to say he admires that.

He was certainly no gentleman, and with Fan Baobao deliberately cooperating, the two were naturally deeply in love and happy.

In fact, that's how relationships between men and women are: pleasing each other, occasionally doing something the other likes. Being stubborn all the time is for two fools; in essence, it's just making things hard for oneself.

It's said that a thousand miles of marriage is tied by a single thread, destined for two people to come together. If they want to live well and comfortably, they must compromise and tolerate each other.

Zhao Fusheng wouldn't think Fan Baobao demanded too much of him, and Fan Baobao wouldn't think Zhao Fusheng was too scheming.

Meeting the most suitable you in the best years, watching the sunset together, watching the moon rise together.

Lying in bed, Zhao Fusheng picked up his phone and sent a message to Fan Baobao. She had class today, so she had gone to school early. Soon, she called back.

"Want to have lunch together?" Zhao Fusheng said softly.

"No, I'll eat in the cafeteria at noon." Fan Baobao's voice carried a hint of coquettishness; clearly, after yesterday's events, their relationship had grown even closer.

"Alright then, I'll go meet a friend at noon." Zhao Fusheng sighed, somewhat disappointed.

"A friend?" Fan Baobao's voice instantly rose several pitches: "Male or female?"

Clearly, this question was particularly crucial.

Though separated by the phone, Zhao Fusheng seemed to sense a murderous aura and quickly replied, "Of course it's a guy. Here in Beijing, I only have a few female friends, and you know them all."

"Then go ahead, remember not to drink too much." Fan Baobao's voice suddenly became gentle, as if she hadn't just been glaring like a wrathful deity.

Zhao Fusheng was speechless, smiled bitterly, nodded, and after chatting a bit more, hung up.

In truth, both Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao knew that neither would do anything fickle, but without this kind of playfulness in their relationship, it would feel like something was missing.

As a man of his word, Zhao Fusheng really did go out to meet a friend.

Even though this friend was a bit old.

"So you dragged me out at noon just to have you accompany me for a meal?" Jiang Wen looked at Zhao Fusheng helplessly, quite annoyed.

When Zhao Fusheng called him, he thought there was something important, but after arriving, he found out that the guy was just bored and wanted to see him.

"You can't say that. I invited you to eat because I think we should strengthen our bond."

Zhao Fusheng picked up a piece of lamb in front of him, took a delicious bite, and then explained to Jiang Wen.

Jiang Wen blinked: "Do you think I believe that?"

"Believe it or not, that's your business. I've said my piece." Zhao Fusheng laughed to himself.

Jiang Wen now really wanted to kick Zhao Fusheng out. This guy was too infuriating. At first, he acted like a humble and eager kid, but after getting familiar, his mouth could make people fume with rage.

After thinking it over, Jiang Wen snorted, deciding not to lower himself to the level of this kid; that would be too embarrassing.

Zhao Fusheng was well aware of some of Director Jiang's little thoughts, but he wasn't in a hurry to expose him. He smiled and continued eating.

Some people are born unable to keep secrets, like Tan Kaixuan, like Jiang Wen.

"Hey, do you want to take a look at the script for 'Warriors of Heaven and Earth'?"

After a few rounds of drinks and several dishes, Jiang Wen smiled and said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng frowned and asked curiously, "Is it appropriate for me to read the script for your film?"

Jiang Wen chuckled: "Just take a look, help me check it out first."

Shaking his head helplessly, Zhao Fusheng naturally understood what he was up to, but the problem was that from start to finish, he had no interest in the film 'Warriors of Heaven and Earth'.

He wasn't crazy. This film was purely made to promote someone. Getting involved would bring no benefit; only a madman would agree to Jiang Wen.

Of course, Zhao Fusheng couldn't say that to Jiang Wen, so he smiled and said, "Old Jiang, don't bother. I really won't read it."

Jiang Wen's brow furrowed immediately; clearly, he didn't quite understand Zhao Fusheng's behavior: "You have no interest at all?"

Zhao Fusheng chuckled: "It's not that I'm not interested; it's just that this thing isn't for me."

Then, looking at Jiang Wen, he slowly said, "Think about it, how many people in the whole crew have a say? Do you think that even if I write a script for you, they would faithfully follow my script to shoot?"

Jiang Wen fell silent. He knew the situation of the 'Warriors of Heaven and Earth' crew better than others. Although the crew was still in the preparatory stage, Jiang Wen was already a hundred percent sure that it was a crew formed to promote someone. In other words, the investors would have a heavy say, and all resources would tilt toward the female lead.

Even Jiang Wen himself would have to cooperate.

For such a crew to have Zhao Fusheng write a script—Zhao Fusheng wasn't crazy.