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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nShen Liangchuan was dressed in a dark grey suit and sitting on a sofa in the private room. In his hands, there was his script, which he was reading deeply concentrated. The chandelier emitted a golden yellow light and when it shone on him, it made him look exceptionally good.

nHowever, Qiao Lian looked as if she had seen a ghost.

nIn shock, she took a step backward and looked at the door number of the private room to make sure that she hadn’t entered the wrong room.

nThat meant…

nShe immediately asked, “Mr. Song, you… Did you enter the wrong room?”

nShen Liangchuan’s manager, Song Cheng, was sitting in front of the table and casually enjoying his tea. As he turned his head, he was slightly surprised to see Qiao Lian, but he continued with a smile, “Ms. Qiao, you really enjoy making jokes, isn’t this the interview session for Ambition ? Best Actor Shen is the main lead of this show, so—”

nBefore Song Cheng could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Shen Liangchuan’s cold tone, “Both the writer and the director weren’t free today.”

nHe then looked at the time impatiently, “You have ten minutes.”

nSong Cheng was bewildered.

nWhen they met the director and the writer just now, they were saying that they were bored. Why wouldn’t they be free?

nAlso!

nHe had intentionally rescheduled his appointments this afternoon in order to attend this interview. Why was he acting as if he was really busy?

nSong Cheng looked towards Qiao Lian once again. He finally understood why Best Actor Shen had been acting weird lately.

nSong Cheng coughed, “You can start your interview, I’ll go and ask the waiters to send a fruit platter over.”

nSong Cheng left as fast as lightning and Qiao Lian and Shen Liangchuan were the only people left in the room.

nQiao Lian felt awkward. She wanted to speak, but Shen Liangchuan went back to reading his script.

nQiao Lian couldn’t help but cough when she saw how nonchalant Shen Liangchuan’s expression was.

nBut he had said that he was only giving her ten minutes, so she had to cherish her time.

nShe interrupted him, “Mr. Shen—”

nBefore she could finish her sentence, she heard him say, “You haven’t resigned?”

nResigned?

nDang, did he want to start a fight every time they met?

nQiao Lian was fuming deep down, but she didn’t dare show it. She looked obedient and careful but as she spoke, her words were still meant to prick him, “Mr. Shen, in our agreement there is not a line to be seen that states that I am not allowed to be a reporter, or any line that says I have to be a stay-at-home mom and prepare for pregnancy.”

nThus, it was none of his concern whether or not she wanted to be a reporter!

nShen Liangchuan’s expression became grim as he lifted his head.

nThe atmosphere in the room immediately got really cold.

nAlthough Qiao Lian’s posture showed confidence, she couldn’t help but feel fear as her heart bubbled.

nHis glance was like an icicle, and the freezing cold made it hard for her to breathe.

nHer willpower was broken down in an instant.

nAfter sustaining eye contact for quite a while still, Qiao Lian couldn’t take it anymore and admitted defeat, “Actually, I don’t mean that, I mean… Right, don’t you want to hide the marriage? Everyone is trying to find out who your wife is, so, no one would expect it to be me like this, right? Hehe, what do you think?”

nHe seemed to only be satisfied after seeing this attitude from her, and he briefly made a sound of agreement.

nDid that mean that… He wasn’t going to force her to quit anymore?

nQiao Lian cheered as she spoke, “Mr. Shen, next we—”

nBefore she could finish, Shen Liangchuan stood up, “Time’s up.”

nQiao Lian panicked, “But—”

n“Ms. Qiao, I have limited time.”

n“When will you be free?”

nShen Liangchuan spoke plainly, “I will be home tonight.”

nQiao Lian was dazed.

nWhat did that mean? Did he want her to interview him in the villa?

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