Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Inside the bar.

Qin Xiuchen was discussing business with a foreigner.

“Happy cooperation.” After signing the agreement, the foreigner spoke in unskilled Chinese, showing his sincerity.

Qin Xiuchen also got up and extended his right hand, smiling slightly. “Happy cooperation.”

The foreigner asked him to continue playing, but he had to kindly decline.

He still had to film tomorrow.

“Let’s go.” He straightened the collar of his white shirt, his figure tall and slender, looking extremely handsome. Under the dim light of the bar, his whole body became more and more out of place with this glitz.

Xu Yu skillfully helped him block the 23rd woman who came to strike up a conversation with him.

The two were about to go out.

Suddenly, there was a sudden riot at the back.

More than a dozen black-clothed bodyguards took out their weapons and moved among the crowd, and a gunshot could even be heard faintly.

It was normal for a few gangsters to appear in Continent M.

These people spoke in Continent M’s language. “Catch her! Don’t let her get away!”

The exit was already blocked by four men in black with weapons.

In the rioting crowd, the noise was deafening, and screaming also accompanied. Some people even calmly continued to watch the lively dance.

Xu Yu frowned. “Film Emperor Qin, let’s go quickly.”

Nodding, Qin Xiuchen continued walking toward the exit, quickening his pace.

His eyes suddenly stopped when he saw a familiar back figure.

He Chen stuffed the things she just got into her bra. It wasn’t the first time she was at this bar, but she was having a headache at the sight of Milo’s men. She didn’t have Qin Ran’s combat skills and had no way of escape. Furthermore, Milo wasn’t to be trifled with, and she was afraid that it would affect the studio’s filming.

This fake name might be useless in the future…

She was mixing in the crowd, thinking about countermeasures, when her wrist was suddenly grabbed forcefully.

There were all sorts of messy people around.

He Chen was about to throw the man over her shoulder when she turned her head and saw that it was Qin Xiuchen.

Qin Xiuchen glanced at her getup but didn’t say a word. He threw his black coat to her and said solemnly, “Follow me out.”

He Chen didn’t have time to think about why Qin Xiuchen recognized her. She just glanced at him and hesitated slightly.

“Don’t worry.” He took a step forward calmly.

He was Lone Wolf’s uncle, after all. He Chen felt assured that he wouldn’t do anything he wasn’t sure of. She could just stop using this identity in the future.

“Wait 30 seconds.”

Xu Yu squeezed in from the front. “Film Emperor Qin, you…”

He paused when he saw Qin Xiuchen clutching the wrist of a gorgeous female enchantress. So this was the type of girl that Film Emperor Qin liked?

Before he finished thinking about it, the gorgeous girl took out a piece of tissue and wiped off the charming lipstick on her lips. Then, she took out a box of powder from her pocket and patted her face.

She flipped down the folded-up black T-shirt and then pulled the thin lines so that the T-shirt instantly became loose.

Draping Film Emperor Qin’s coat loosely on her body, she stared at Xu Yu with charming eyes. “Can I borrow your glasses?”

Xu Yu contributed his myopia glasses, dumbfounded.

After she put it on, she squinted a few times and waited for her eyes to adjust to the glasses. Her whole person’s momentum was changed instantly, changing from a gorgeous dancer to a next-door college student, and timidly followed behind Film Emperor Qin.

Staring at her, Xu Yu suddenly felt like she was very familiar.

The three of them walked to the exit.

The men in black stood straight and looked down at He Chen.

He Chen lowered her head, pretending to be afraid of them, but her hands shrank in her coat and put on a defensive posture.

The man in front had yet to speak when a bearded man came out and frowned. “Let them go.”

Putting one hand in his pocket, Qin Xiuchen’s whole body looked clean and proper. His eyes fell on the person who spoke, and he nodded slightly, gentle and polite. “Thank you.”

After the three people left, the man in black glanced at the bearded man. “Boss, why did you let them go? That woman’s figure looked like the waitress.”

“Shut up.” Milo glanced at him with deep eyes. “That man just now is the hidden boss of this bar.”

The man in black dared not speak anymore.

Without any strength, no one would dare to open a bar in Continent M. This bar had just emerged in the past two years, but no power in the surrounding area dared to stray wildly here.

…

The next day.

Li Yushan was sent to run the news by He Chen.

While openly catching up on her sleep in the crew, He Chen observed the reactions of Qin Xiuchen and Xu Yu, but to no avail.

She yawned.

“Miss He, are you sleepy?” Xu Yu had changed to a new pair of glasses today. “This is Film Emperor Qin’s wicker chair. If you’re sleepy, you can lie down on it for a while. My little niece liked to lie down here when filming variety shows last time.”

Qin Ran’s friends, no matter how old, were automatically a generation younger to Xu Yu and Film Emperor Qin.

Xu Yu looked earnestly at her like her old mother.

Looking damned, He Chen still put down the director’s little pony tuck.

“Miss He, do you have any enemies in the crew?” Film Emperor Qin was filming, so Xu Yu sat down beside and chatted with her.

He Chen squinted her eyes. “I don’t think so?”

Her enemies were all dead.

“Oh.” Xu Yu nodded thoughtfully and stopped talking.

He Chen fell asleep.

The atmosphere of the shooting scene changed a little. Qu Zixiao came in holding his phone, and his eyes rested on He Chen as he said to the person on the other end, “Yes, she’s here… Mom, she’s asleep. Yes, I know.”

He was talking to Madam Qu.

Qu Zixiao put down his phone and glanced at He Chen.

“Chairman Qu, Young Madam seems very familiar with Film Emperor Qin…” At his side, the secretary watched as Xu Yu poured tea for He Chen and couldn’t help but whisper.

Qu Zixiao subconsciously narrowed his eyes. He was also surprised. How did He Chen know Director Lin and Qin Xiuchen?

…

He Chen didn’t sleep for long before Director Lin woke her up to guide the assistant photographer.

Seeing how stressed Director Lin was, He Chen quickly woke herself up. “Go and rest first, don’t get angry. You’re so old already, just let me handle it.”

She motioned to the staff to take Director Lin to the lounge.

Yesterday, the bald office worker frowned and lowered his voice, “The main photographer will arrive the day after tomorrow. There has been an emergency, and there’s no other choice.”

He Chen nodded and silently continued to help with the planning.

The assistant photographer from yesterday lowered his head and silently gave He Chen an obscure look.

“Everyone, it’s time for a break. Chairman Qu bought watermelons for everyone.” Not far away, a staff member shouted.

No one refused to give Chairman Qu face and most workers stopped.

Lu Junke took a piece of watermelon and glanced at the assistant photographer and the photography team around him, pretending to be puzzled. “Are you okay? Have you encountered any difficulties at work? You can tell Chairman Qu, he’s a very good person. Right, senior?”

Those who could work in this photography team were all somewhat capable, especially the assistant photographer, who had just graduated from University A and had been accepted as an apprentice by a famous teacher.

There were rumors in the crew about He Chen in the photography team. He was ranked among the top two professions in the country and naturally looked down on He Chen’s low-profile profession.

Upon hearing Lu Junke’s words, the assistant photographer also recalled from yesterday that Lu Junke and Song Qingqing were close to Qu Zixiao and had specially come to see her.

Thinking of this, the assistant photographer looked at Qu Zixiao and directly said, “Chairman Lin, if Director Lin doesn’t want me to shoot, you can just tell me. He said I was in the wrong, but let a nobody with a pheasant profession guide me. What does he mean…”

Everyone in the crew knew who this “nobody” referred to.

There had been rumors last night.

The crew exchanged glances, and a few quietly discussed the relationship between He Chen and Director Lin.

Oh my goodness, Director Lin’s age was more than enough to be He Chen’s father…

Qu Zixiao frowned. He naturally knew that He Chen had nothing to do with Director Lin, but now, he didn’t know how to speak up about it, because he realized that he knew almost nothing about her.

It was a little difficult right now.

He glanced at He Chen, who was talking to Song Yu.

At the same time, the person who led Director Lin to rest also returned. He was the staff member who had sat at the door and waited for He Chen yesterday.

He came over with a piece of watermelon and heard the assistant photographer making such accusations.

Silently taking a bite of watermelon, he glanced at the people gossiping at the side. “You guys… even if you can’t see Miss He’s finished product, didn’t you go to University S’s school forum to take a look?”

“What?” Lu Junke was taken aback.

Song Qingqing also raised her head for the first time.

Someone directly turned to the domestic browser and searched for University S’s forum. “F*ck! She’s actually on the homepage! The top 10 outstanding students of University S. And she’s even the X0 year’s liberal arts top scorer?! She crushed the second place by 30 points! … In that year, she continuously rejected invitations from Beijing University and University A and entered University S’s photography department? She received an offer from University M in the first year of admission, rejected it, and was invited once again in the second year???”

Forget about University A and Beijing University, but she also rejected University M, one of the top three universities in the world?

What the f*ck?!