“He didn’t!” Ye Fu retorted without a moment’s hesitation. “He didn’t! Don’t talk nonsense!”

Cen Luan, the Academy Award-winning actor—a figure so lofty and ethereal, revered by all and adored by countless women—how could someone like him be slandered in such a way?

Ye Fu was so enraged that tears streamed down her face.

“Oh? If he didn’t, then you seduced him?” Song Yu easily cupped her breast with one hand. “What did he give you in return? Did he get you the lead role this time?”

Ye Fu shook her head, tears streaming down her face. “No, I seduced him. He didn’t do anything. Don’t slander him.”

“You’re defending him that much?” Song Yu couldn’t resist reaching out to touch her leg. “How about we make a deal? I won’t spill the beans about you and the Leading Actor, and in return, you let me sleep with you once. How does that sound?”

Ye Fu trembled all over in shock.

Xiao Xiaohong, who had been on the floor, got up and had been secretly calling the Best Actor. Just then, his phone finally connected. Without a word, Xiao Xiaohong put it on speaker.

“Hey, Brother Cen, we’re on the second floor of Zui Xing KTV, the private room to the right after you turn from the stairs. Are you already at the entrance?” she asked loudly. “I’ll go get you.

On the other end of the line, Cen Luan could hear the tension and forced composure in Xiao Xiaohong’s voice, and his tone grew colder. “Mm-hmm. Come down. I’m at the entrance.”

The private room fell instantly silent. Song Yu subtly released Ye Fu and whispered in her ear, “If you dare tell the Best Actor, I’ll expose everything about you two.”

Ye Fu wiped her tears and, without looking back, pulled Xiao Xiaohong along as they left.

Once outside the private room, Ye Fu headed straight for the restroom. She splashed some water on her face, and when she came out, she said to Xiao Xiaohong, “Don’t tell the Best Actor.”

Xiao Xiaohong stared at her in disbelief. “Why?”

“Don’t ask.” Ye Fu was still trembling slightly. She splashed water on her face again, making sure there were no tears left in her eyes, before turning around.

“Don’t let this affect him.”

Xiao Xiaohong watched Ye Fu’s retreating figure in bewilderment. She was clearly so afraid.

Yet at a time like this, all she could think about was the Best Actor.

As soon as Ye Fu stepped outside, she spotted the Best Actor’s car at the entrance. He seemed to have just arrived and was about to get out when he opened the door and saw her.

He wasn’t wearing a mask, let alone sunglasses. The neon lights outside the KTV flickered, casting fragmented glints across his features, making his chiseled, handsome contours stand out even more.

Worried he might be recognized, Ye Fu hurriedly got into the car and slammed the door shut. Only then did she quietly call Xiao Xiaohong, telling her to drive home on her own.

The moment she hung up, the man pinned her down on the back seat.

His brow was deeply furrowed, and a faint red tinge shimmered in his pale irises.

“Have I ever told you not to go with other men?” His hoarse voice rang in her ear, sending shivers through Ye Fu’s body and soul.

“I… I just came over for a drink and was leaving. It’s fine.” Under his piercing gaze, Ye Fu replied in a trembling voice.

“Are you okay?” He brushed his fingertip against the corner of her reddened eye. As she looked at him with fear and unease, he finally spoke as if granting her a pardon, “Let’s go.”

The words were directed at Hu Songyu, who was driving ahead.

Hu Songyu responded, and the car pulled away.

Ye Fu let out a soft sigh of relief.

Back at the hotel, Cen Luan didn’t return to his own room but stayed in Ye Fu’s. He waited until she had finished her shower, then pinned her to the bed and began kissing her gently.

Ye Fu trembled and said, somewhat hesitantly, “…It hurts a little down there…”

It was both swollen and painful.

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