The role of Shi Chen can be regarded as true to his character. He has a distant and aloof attitude in and out of the play. He is called an abstinent male god by some girls on the set.
Moreover, he is still in the late stage of obsessive-compulsive disorder. He arrives at the set at nine o'clock on time every day and leaves at six o'clock, no more and no less. Even the director can't do anything to him.
"Fuya, where are you going?"
Fu Ya, who was walking out, turned back and smiled, "Go and collect the debt."
Passing through a corridor, she came straight to a lounge and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Fu Ya opened the door and saw Shi Chen leaning on the sofa reading a book.
"What are you doing here?"
Fu Ya looked down at his solemn expression and smiled sweetly, "Does it feel good to touch?"
Shi Chen finally raised his head and glanced at her, "I don't understand what you mean."
Haha, it's pretty much the same thing.
Fuya raised her right leg and placed her high-heeled foot directly on Shi Chen's lap, as if she didn't know that he had a mysterious and profound background.
The long legs wrapped in mesh stockings are extremely seductive.
"Do you want to touch me again?"
Shi Chen put down the book in his hand. When his outstretched hand was less than 3 centimeters away from Fu Ya's legs, she suddenly retracted her legs.
"Are you admitting it?"
Shi Chen looked into her mocking eyes and said calmly, "Tell me what you want."
Hearing this, Fuya's eyes turned cold.
It seemed that like Si Han, he regarded her as a showman who sold his status.
Si Han could forget it, after all, he did have other plans for him.
Shi Chen, who is he
Fu Ya grabbed Shi Chen's tie, and a chill came over her charming and beautiful face.
"Listen, it's not what I want, but what you owe me. I'm not interested in you, but the account you took advantage of just now cannot be ignored!"
"Sleep with me all night, and we can settle any account."
"For the last time, I'm not interested in you." Fu Ya let go of Shi Chen's tie, turned around and left.
"If I can't do it, can Si Han do it?"
Fu Ya paused in her steps, turned around sharply, and met his deep and unpredictable eyes.
This man investigated her.
"That's right, just him."
Shi Chen remained expressionless, "I don't quite believe it, so I want to challenge it."
Fuya gave him a middle finger gesture. This arrogance made people unable to take their eyes away compared to her charming appearance.
"When I need it, I will come and ask you for the debt."
Shi Chen watched her leave, the corners of his lips that were always pursed slightly raised.
He never misses people or things that interest him.
Wouldn't it be a great sense of accomplishment if such a fierce horse could be tamed successfully
Fuya went back and sat down on the chair next to Lin Wanwan.
"In a bad mood?" Lin Wanwan could feel the depressed aura around her.
"I'm upset when I meet a bitch."
"man?"
"Um."
"Isn't the vixen the best at taking care of bitches?"
"Maybe I'm not good enough."
“…”
During their days on the set, Lin Wanwan and Fuya were at peace with each other.
Although Fuya looks like a vixen all the time, she has never done anything out of the ordinary.
She films quietly every day and studies the script. Her hard work can be seen from her constantly improving acting skills.
At this time, Fuya was asking Lin Wanwan to tell her a play.
Halfway through the story, the door was pushed open, "Sister Wanzi, let me come..."
Ruan Baoer's cheerful voice stopped abruptly when he saw the scene of the two communicating.
Her sad eyes made Lin Wanwan's right eye twitch, "Bao'er, I'm telling her a story."
Ruan Baoer looked at Fuya, who raised her eyebrows at her with a charming smile.