Chapter 345 To Ruin Her Reputation
Chapter 345 To Ruin Her Reputation
Fang Li turned and leaned against the washbasin to meet his gaze, her eyes deep and unfathomable: "Unlike Jian Yunqi and Deng Xiulin, your relationship with them is more of a friendship, but with President Tang... he's a bit like you, I think you two are more alike..."
"what?"
Fang Li thought for a moment and said, "Comrade-in-arms."
Han Xi raised an eyebrow, showing some interest in her description.
How did you figure that out?
"Feel."
Fang Li raised her hand and touched his face, a faint smile playing on her lips, and said, "A woman's unique sixth sense."
After saying that, she left the restroom first.
Looking at the woman's slender waist, Han Xi leaned against the washbasin, a slow smile spreading across his lips.
The two simply washed their hands and went outside. Aunt Rong and several servants had already set up the dining room and were serving dinner dish by dish.
"Auntie!"
Yang Miao was already seated at the dining table.
Fang Li and the others often leave early and return late. This girl is still asleep when they leave in the morning, and she is already asleep when they return at night. They haven't seen this little girl for several days.
Seeing the two of them enter the restaurant one after the other, Yang Miao kicked back a chair, happily walked over to Fang Li, took her hand, and said, "Why are you and your uncle so busy every day? It's been so long since you've had a proper meal with me!"
Fang Li smiled and said, "I came back to keep you company today, didn't I?"
Yang Miao curled her lips in dissatisfaction, "That's because you had nothing to do today, you didn't show any sincerity at all."
"Then what do you want to do?"
Yang Miao's eyes lit up secretly, but he pretended to be reluctant and said, "The teacher said I've reviewed very well and can take a break to balance work and rest, so..."
"So?" Fang Li looked at her with a leisurely air.
Yang Miao's big eyes darted around, and her face was full of hope as she said, "While the weather isn't too cold yet, how about we find a place to go camping this weekend?!"
"camping?"
Fang Li glanced at Han Xi, who had pulled out a chair and sat down, then looked back at Yang Miao with interest. "So you've already decided where you want to go?"
Seeing that Fang Li and Han Xi did not object, Yang Miao immediately excitedly told them about the strategy she had been working on for the past few days.
"I've seen a lot of people going to Jinshan in the suburbs lately. The maple leaves there are all red, it's so beautiful! If we go this week, we can not only see the beautiful scenery, but also go hiking together, and camp at the top of the mountain to see the night view of Beijing. There are hotels at the top, so if it gets late, we can stay there for the night and watch the sunrise the next day before coming back. What do you think?!"
"So you've planned all this?"
Fang Li let go of her and pulled out a chair to sit back down.
Seeing the two of them pick up their chopsticks to eat, Yang Miao looked at one and then the other, somewhat anxiously, "So? Do you agree or not?"
"eat first."
"uncle......."
Han Xi picked up a shrimp and placed it on the plate in front of her, saying, "Is there a quiz on Friday? If you can get over 700 points on the quiz, I'll agree to your request."
Yang Miao's eyes lit up. "Are you sure?!"
Wen Yanglu smiled, pulled Yang Miao to sit down, and picked up a piece of pork rib for her, saying, "When has your uncle ever lied to you? Eat up, and keep up the good work after you finish eating. I'm waiting for your good news."
"Okay!" Yang Miao was delighted, picked up his chopsticks and buried himself in his rice.
night.
Everyone went back to their rooms.
Fang Li finished showering and nestled on the sofa with her laptop on her lap, revising the script.
Han Xi sat next to her, wearing soft loungewear, holding a document in his hand, occasionally glancing up at her.
The warm yellow light enveloped the two of them, creating a quiet and cozy atmosphere.
Fang Li suddenly closed her laptop, stretched, and then leaned against Han Xi, saying, "My neck hurts."
Han Xi casually put his arm around her and gently massaged her neck with his fingertips: "Don't overwork yourself. The physiotherapy department at the International Medical Center is pretty good. How about I take you there for a massage tomorrow?"
"No, I have an important scene to film tomorrow."
Fang Li closed her eyes, enjoying his massage. "Mr. Han's technique is good. I'm all I need."
Han Xi slightly curved his lips, then, as if remembering something, his eyes darkened as he asked, "Where's Li Fan? Is he behaving himself today?"
"Extremely well-behaved, even a bit fake."
Fang Li opened her eyes and looked up at him. "You tell me... he's been pretending for so long without taking any action. What exactly is he planning to do?"
Han Xi lowered his eyes, his fingers stroking her hair: "...If it were me, I wouldn't give someone like that any chance."
Fang Li chuckled, then suddenly sat up, straddling his lap, and cupped his face in her hands: "Is President Han blaming me for being indecisive, or is he worried about me?"
Han Xi held her waist, his eyes darkening: "What do you think?"
Fang Li lowered her head and gently bit his lip: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
Han Xi held the back of her head and deepened the kiss.
"You'd better have one, so you don't cause me any more trouble."
"Okay, I promise."
Their breaths mingled, and their lips met once more.
As the kiss deepened, the computer slid off the thin blanket onto the carpet, but no one paid any attention.
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The night was completely still.
The lights in the manor dimmed slightly as the owner fell asleep, while the rest of the city remained brightly lit.
Bihuang Entertainment, it's still that same private room.
Li Fan pulled his hat brim low, walked quickly through the dimly lit corridor, and stopped at the door of the private room.
He looked around to make sure no one was following him, then gently knocked on the door three times.
The door opened a crack, and Sheng Qianrui's indifferent voice came through: "Come in."
This time, Sheng Qianrui was the only one in the private room. She was wearing a black fitted dress, with a slender cigarette between her fingers as she leaned back on the sofa. Amidst the swirling smoke, her eyes were sharp and cold.
"Sit down." She raised her chin, gesturing for Li Fan to sit down.
Li Fan took off his hat, revealing a still somewhat nervous face, and said in a low voice, "President Sheng, I've done as you said these past two days, and Xu Fangli has begun to lower her guard."
“I know,” Sheng Qianrui scoffed. “However, she’s not so easily fooled.”
"But she really stopped targeting me."
Li Fan said confidently, "During filming today, she even took the initiative to adjust my lines. I don't think she's as smart as you think, and she shouldn't be on guard against me for long."
Sheng Qianrui narrowed her eyes and lightly tapped her cigarette butt with her fingertips: "So, what do you plan to do next?"
Li Fan leaned forward slightly and lowered his voice: "I want to continue gaining her trust, preferably by getting access to her new script, or..."
"Or what?"
"Or, let her 'have an accident' on set."
Li Fan's eyes turned sinister. "For example, a prop accident, or a problem with personal conduct..."
Sheng Qianrui suddenly sneered, interrupting him: "Based on this? How foolish."
Li Fan was taken aback: "......."
"You think Han Xi is someone to be trifled with?"
Sheng Qianrui stubbed out her cigarette and said coldly, "Xu Fangli's bodyguard, Yu Tian, is a retired special forces soldier. You want to mess with her? Have you thought about how to get around his eyes? If you want to die, don't drag me into it."
Li Fan's expression changed slightly, and he frowned fearfully: "Then what should I do? Should I just keep waiting like this?"
"Who said that? You have time, but I can't wait that long."
Sheng Qianrui raised her red lips slightly, took out a room key from her handbag, and pushed it in front of Li Fan: "What I want is not for her to get into trouble, but for her to be completely disgraced."
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