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Chapter 327 Why is President Han so kind?

"I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs tomorrow."

"What about the day after tomorrow?"

"Sweet and sour fish."

"The day after tomorrow?"

Shrimp wontons.

"The day after tomorrow?"

"Man and Han feast."

After saying that, Fang Li laughed at herself.

Han Xi couldn't help but chuckle, taking a moment to reach out and pinch her cheek: "Ali, it turns out your brother was right."

"how?"

"You greedy girl."

Xu Fangli suppressed a laugh and feigned anger, "What, is it not allowed?"

"...Who said that? As long as Ali wants to eat, I'll make a Manchu Han Imperial Feast."

Fang Li laughed heartily, jumped off the counter, hugged the man's waist from behind, and pressed her face against his back: "Why is President Han so good to me, spoiling me like this? Do you want me to never be able to leave you for the rest of my life?"

He turned off the stove, turned around and pinned her against the counter, lowered his head and kissed the tip of her nose, murmuring, "Yes, I can never leave you."

……

As night deepened, the two finished their dinner and returned to their room to take a shower.

Fearing that some man might break the rules and sneak in while she was washing, Fang Li deliberately locked the door and washed very quickly.

Han Xi had just finished making a phone call when he saw Fang Li coming out of the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe and drying her hair.

His eyes darkened, revealing a hint of disappointment.

Why didn't you wait for me?

Fang Li raised an eyebrow: "What do you think? The weather is getting colder, of course I'm worried you'll catch a cold."

"......"

Watching the man helplessly take the clothes into the bathroom, Fang Li chuckled and walked to the bedside, lifting the covers and getting in.

Han Xi finished washing quickly, and when he came out, Fang Li was curled up on the edge of the bed reading a script.

He glanced at her long, wet hair hanging down her back, went back to the bathroom to get a hairdryer, then sat down next to her and began to dry her hair.

Her slender fingers ran through her long, curly hair with gentle, patient movements.

She was happy to enjoy herself, putting down what she was holding and closing her eyes to let the man serve her.

A few minutes later, her hair was almost dry, so Han Xi put away the hairdryer and took some hair oil to help her apply it.

Fang Li suddenly looked up, opened a page of the script, and held it up to the man: "Today, Li Fan was stuck on this line for three whole hours. In the end, the director couldn't stand it anymore and barely let it pass. He just couldn't get the feeling right. Why don't you read it to me?"

Han Xi lowered his eyes and glanced at it—it was the male lead's confession scene.

He raised an eyebrow: "Me?"

Fang Li nodded expectantly, "Just read it once, and I'll listen to see if it's a problem with the person or with the lines themselves."

Han Xi paused slightly, then lowered his brows and smiled, "Okay."

Fang Li took a deep breath and saw the man clear his throat, his voice slow and gentle:

"I never believed in destiny until I met you. Since then, you have become the most important person in my life. I can't imagine what I would become without you. I only know that I would be willing to lose the whole world if I had you."

Xu Fangli blinked, her mellow voice even more pleasant than the melody of a fine cello.

She suppressed her racing heartbeat and processed the information for a moment, then suddenly leaned closer and gave the man a light peck on the lips: "Mr. Han, you read it better than the male lead."

Han Xi closed the script, his eyes deep and unfathomable, and gently traced the corner of her lips with his fingertips: "Then, screenwriter, is this scene acceptable?"

She feigned deep thought, but a smile played in her eyes: "Hmm... try again?"

Han Xi chuckled softly and leaned down to kiss her.

"Okay, let's try again."

Outside the window, the early autumn wind gently blows, carrying a faint chill.

Inside, the light was soft, and two figures overlapped on the wall, rising and falling, sometimes laughing softly, sometimes panting lightly.

-

The next day.

Fang Li left home early in the morning and went straight to the film set, without going to her studio.

She was up until the early hours of the morning because of a certain man, and she almost couldn't get up this morning. Since she was running out of time, she had to go straight to the film set.

The film crew and the Han family's residence were not on the same route, so Fang Li did not agree to Han Xi's request to give her a ride, and instead had Yu Tian accompany them as usual.

Before nine o'clock, Fang Li entered the film crew's gate carrying her bag.

To her surprise, as soon as she arrived, she heard Li Fan's assistant shouting, "Screenwriter Xu, Brother Fan wants you to come over!"

Brother Fan?

Is Li Fan finally about to lose his temper?

It's only been a day, and you're already so impatient.

Fang Li looked up and saw Li Fan sitting under a parasol not far away, with his legs crossed. Another assistant was holding a drink. As soon as Li Fan turned his head, she quickly handed the drink to his lips.

Li Fan, meanwhile, was flipping through her script, her brows furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly.

Fang Li raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips, and hopped over slowly.

"Screenwriter Xu."

As Li Fan approached, he remained seated in his chair, his sunglasses obscuring the expression in his eyes, but the visible features did not prevent Fang Li from clearly seeing his expression.

Li Fan pointed to a scene in the script with a forced smile and said, "I really don't know how the people in your studio write scripts. This dialogue is terrible. Change it."

Xu Fangli took the script he handed her and glanced at it—it was the male lead's highlight scene, with every word carefully chosen. The studio's senior editors had held a small meeting specifically for this scene, and Feng Bo and Li Xiaoxuan gathered all their suggestions to finally write this dialogue.

No matter how you look at it, there's absolutely nothing wrong with this statement.

Fang Li knew that Li Fan had been observing her for a day and was planning to make his move.

She smiled slightly: "What do you think is wrong, Teacher Li?"

Li Fan scoffed, "Too pretentious! It doesn't fit the character!"

"Oh?"

Xu Fangli raised an eyebrow, "Then, Teacher Li, how do you think it should be changed?"

At this moment, Li Fan's personal screenwriter immediately came over.

He handed over a piece of paper that he had prepared at some point: "We have come up with some adaptation suggestions, which screenwriter Xu can refer to."

This sounds humble, but upon closer inspection, it gives the impression that you're just telling us what to do.

Xu Fangli took a look and almost laughed in anger after scanning only two lines.

The revised dialogue is melodramatic and exaggerated, resembling a clichéd plot from a third-rate web series.

She looked up, her gaze sweeping over director Zhu Shun, who was pretending to watch the monitor not far away, before returning to Li Fan's face. Suddenly, she smiled and said, "Okay, I'll change it."

Li Fan was taken aback, clearly not expecting her to agree so readily.

Xu Fangli turned and left, returning to her seat, opening her laptop, and starting to type away.

Changing the lines is easy.

You want to change it, right?

Then let's change it!

The people around Li Fan were visibly stunned; none of them had expected that Fang Li, the boss, would be easier to talk to than her subordinates.

For a moment, Li Fan, in particular, felt a sense of powerlessness, as if he had thrown a powerful punch but ended up hitting cotton.

He was so angry that he took off his sunglasses and sat in the chair, breathing heavily.

In the distance, Zhu Shun faintly heard the commotion and was somewhat surprised by Fang Li's attitude.

While everyone was paying attention to this side, Fang Li was focused on revising the script.

As she made the changes, the cold smile in her eyes deepened.

After making the changes, she sent them directly to director Zhu Shun, with a copy to the producer.

Ten minutes later, producer Li Huijie called: "Fang Li, these changes you made..."