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Chapter 1130: A Man’s Self-control

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Pei Yaochi covered her mouth and laughed. “We were just talking about this. My brother said that he doesn’t mind keeping a mistress.”

Shen Fanxing gaped at Pei Yunze in surprise before her lips twitched.

“You really want to keep a woman?”

Pei Yunze looked at her coldly. “Do you have a problem with that?”

“Of course not.”

She was more than happy to change her target and harm others.

“But Qingqiu, I think it’s quite profitable to be Young Master Pei’s mistress…”

“That’s right…”

Pei Yaochi agreed.

“What mistress? Who wants a mistress?”

A coy laughter sounded from behind. The few of them glanced sideways and saw Liang Xuer walking over slowly with Li Tingshen.

Shen Fanxing raised an eyebrow and turned to look at Ye Qingqiu. The waiter happened to walk past her. She called out to him and took two glasses of wine.

“It’s CEO Li and Miss Xu’er.”

Zhao Chengxing hurried forward to greet him. He wanted to befriend the Pei Corporation, but he couldn’t afford to offend CEO Li.

“Hello, Director Zhao.” Liang Xuer smiled and greeted him obediently. “What were you talking about just now? Who’s the sugar daddy?”

Zhao Xingcheng smiled and said, “I’m talking about Young Master Pei and Miss Ye.”

He pointed at Pei Yunze and Ye Qingqiu. “I’m just joking.”

If she was really a kept woman, who would dare to say it openly?

Ye Qingqiu handed a glass of wine to Pei Yunze.

The two of them had just exchanged a few more words and the wine glass in their hands had been emptied. Naturally, they had to change it.

Pei Yunze’s gaze landed on Ye Qingqiu’s hand that was holding the cup. He paused for half a second before Ye Qingqiu remembered that he was a clean freak.

“I forgot that Boss Pei is a clean freak…”

Pei Yunze raised an eyebrow. Just as she retracted the glass, he reached out to stop her and took the glass from her.

“It’s fine. I’ve already promised you, let alone a mere glass of wine.”

The man and woman’s fingers crossed each other as they received the wine glass. When their skin touched, Pei Yunze’s expression turned cold.

At that moment, perhaps it was only two seconds or even shorter, Li Tingshen’s long and narrow eyes narrowed slowly. The joints of his hand, which was in his pocket, tightened tightly. Through a layer of cloth, it covered his white knuckles and the crisp sound of his knuckles.

Zhao Xingcheng had been in the entertainment industry for many years. As a director, his observation skills were indispensable. After directing so many scenes, he was naturally very sensitive to the expressions and aura of actors.

The coldness and malice emanating from Li Tingshen made his heart tremble.

Why… was that?

Who had provoked him?

Shen Fanxing raised an eyebrow and pressed the glass to her lips, her eyes sparkling.

Taking a sip of champagne, she looked up and smiled at her surroundings. “What a coincidence. Almost all the leads of a movie are here.”

Zhao Xingcheng hurriedly said, “It’s really… Come, let me introduce you. Miss Xu’er, Miss Pei, our drama’s Su Yaochi.”

Liang Xuer was slightly stunned, but she still greeted Pei Yaochi, “Hello.”

Pei Yaochi smiled too. “Hello, please take care of me in the future.”

Liang Xuer smiled, but her gaze landed on the seemingly idle Ye Qingqiu.

“So, Miss Ye will follow Miss Pei into the production team?”

After Ye Qingqiu was nominated, she turned to look at Liang Xuer. The smile on her face was unreadable.

She looked at Shen Fanxing and asked,

“Is there a manager who doesn’t need to follow an artist into the production team?”

Shen Fanxing smiled coldly and said, “No, give up.”

Ye Qingqiu pursed her lips. “There must be, right? Otherwise, why would Miss Liang ask such an unnecessary question?”

Shen Fanxing remained silent. It wasn’t the first time Ye Qingqiu had said that.

An unnatural expression flashed across Liang Xuer’s face.

It was unnecessary…

Based on her understanding of Ye Qingqiu, she was mocking her for being talkative and spouting nonsense.

The few of them chatted for a while before parting ways.

From the beginning to the end, Li Tingshen didn’t say a word and Ye Qingqiu never looked at him.

She even repeated it to everyone around her. Only he and Liang Xuer were completely ignored by her.

Knowing that Shen Fanxing couldn’t stand the freezing atmosphere, she brought Ye Qingqiu to socialize.

Li Tingshen pecked at the glass of wine in his hand. His posture was elegant, calm, and indifferent.

However, there was a thick layer of haze in his dark and narrow eyes. It was so thick that it almost froze.

It was as if no wind could blow them away.

No one could understand his temper.

Even Liang Xuer, who had been closest to him all these years, couldn’t figure it out.

Usually, it depended on one’s mood. If one wanted to endure it, one would be a Buddha. If one didn’t want to endure it, one would become a demon.

Li Tingshen had never measured his self-control.

Because no one was worthy of his attention, let alone touching his bottom line.

He had not even considered that self-control would apply to him.

However, every time, the person who could make him understand these words clearly was someone.

Now, he felt that his self-control had been exhausted every second.

Hence, even he didn’t know what else that woman could do to destroy all his patience.

Liang Xuer escaped from the group of sisters again and came over to hold Li Tingshen’s arm with a red face.

“Tingshen, do we… want to stay tonight?”

His long and narrow eyes caught a glimpse of the woman who had been drinking with Shen Fanxing not far away. A smile appeared on his handsome face and his lips curled into a faint smile.

“Tingshen?”

“Okay, I’ll get someone to arrange a room.”

Liang Xuer’s eyes were filled with shock, followed by shyness and excitement.



From the start, Shen Fanxing had brought Ye Qingqiu to meet many people in the industry. She had drunk a lot, but it wasn’t unbearable. In the end, Shen Fanxing was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable and arranged for a chauffeur to send her home.

“You go first. The driver is waiting for you in the underground garage.”

Ye Qingqiu wasn’t drunk, but she was tired. In the past, she hated attending such events. There were many people and their mouths were messy. There were also men’s and women’s perfume. It was suffocating.

She was more than happy to receive such an early pardon.

Taking the elevator to the underground parking lot, the door opened slowly. She stepped out of the elevator and turned left.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her right wrist…
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