The air in the car cabin froze for a moment.

Pei Feng looked at Qin Fan, who was still in the posture of picking up her phone. Her messy, lazy black hair clung to the back of her snow-white neck, and her eyelashes were lowered, making her expression unreadable.

"Is this question hard to answer? Besides Xie Yanli, who else would say 'I am a businessman' with such self-assurance."

Qin Fan gripped her phone, sighing in relief inwardly.

'That scared me to death.'

'So Director Pei only saw the last part!'

Qin Fan's mind worked quickly. She then raised her head and smiled at Pei Feng, curving her lips. "It's like this, didn't President Xie want to invite me to sign on as the spokesperson for a new game under the Xie Group last time?"

Pei Feng remembered this. He would never forget it for the rest of his life!

Qin Fan hesitated slightly, feigning difficulty. "This time, President Xie asked me what benefits I could bring him if he signed me as the spokesperson..."

"!!!"

Pei Feng's face was full of shock: Xie Yanli's "I am a businessman" was actually a hint that Qin Fan should engage in a money-for-sex transaction with him!

"What a beast!"

Pei Feng was dumbstruck for a few seconds before he managed to spit out those three words.

Moreover, he suddenly remembered how Xie Yanli had inexplicably wanted to invest in him before, and had said Qin Fan wasn't his mistress.

'So Qin Fan hadn't agreed yet!'

Looking at the troubled and innocent expression on Qin Fan's face, which could be described as a masterpiece of human beauty, Pei Feng felt deep sympathy for her.

To look like this and be targeted by Xie Yanli, it was truly hard to say whether it was a blessing or a curse.

Qin Fan didn't know what Pei Feng had concocted in his head. She only saw him looking at her with pity, as if she were a poor little thing. After a deep sigh, he said, "For my next project, I'm going to shoot a big IP palace-intrigue TV drama. Come and audition for a role."

Qin Fan's pupils constricted slightly. "..."

'After slandering Xie Yanli, there's such a good thing?'

'I really am a clever little imp!'

Although it was a TV drama, it was Pei Feng's first time directing one, so its significance was naturally different from an ordinary small-screen production.

Just then, someone knocked on the car window.

Then came the voice of a staff member: "In ten minutes, it will be your turn to walk the red carpet, teachers. Please get ready."

After Qin Fan got out of the car first, lifting her skirt, Pei Feng took out his phone and quickly sent a voice message to Xie Yanli in a hushed tone:

"The casting couch for a female celebrity, Xie Yanli, you've really got some nerve! Behave yourself, or I'll go to your family and tell on you!"

The red carpet was dazzling with stars.

On both sides were fans and media taking pictures. When they stepped onto the red carpet, cries of surprise immediately erupted from the fans.

The media's camera lenses uncontrollably focused on them.

These two were incredible; any random shot of them looked like a magazine cover.

"Fairy sister, slay me!!!"

"Ahhh, Fairy Fan is forever a goddess!"

"Director Pei is so handsome!"

"Support Feng Hua!"

Amidst the cheers of the fans, Qin Fan and Pei Feng smoothly walked the red carpet.

Actually, after Qin Fan walked onto the red carpet arm-in-arm with Pei Feng, everyone had already anticipated something.

Including the audience watching the live stream.

Sure enough, the host stopped them.

In front of the camera, Pei Feng's thin lips curved into his signature cynical smile, but his voice was firm and powerful. "I say Qin Fan is Ning Fenghua. Do any of you have an opinion?"

Everyone subconsciously shifted their gazes to Qin Fan, who had been dutifully acting as a beautiful prop from beginning to end.

Qin Fan was lost in thought, thinking about her '1.8 billion' little treasures.

However, a beauty is beautiful even when lost in thought. Under the harsh, revealing lights of the red carpet, Qin Fan's skin was delicate and snow-white, flawless, as beautiful as an exquisitely crafted porcelain doll.

Yet, when her eyes moved, the porcelain doll was instantly filled with soul. When her peach blossom eyes looked at someone, it was as if they had little hooks, like a siren luring people's hearts into the abyss.

Wasn't this the description of Ning Fenghua during her undercover period in the original work?

In an instant, everyone understood the meaning behind Director Pei's words.

Qin Fan is Ning Fenghua.

No one could compare to her.

The awards ceremony had just begun when the photos of Qin Fan and Director Pei on the red carpet and the official announcement of Feng Hua's female lead exploded on the trending topics.

The buzz even surpassed that of a certain big boss who had just lavishly spent 1.8 billion a few hours ago.

Perhaps because Qin Fan's red carpet look was too perfect for the female lead, and with Pei Feng's strong support, the online reviews were temporarily overwhelmingly positive:

"Ah!!!"

"Director Pei is so cool!"

"We wouldn't dare have an opinion."

"Qin Fan is Ning Fenghua."

"The fairy is too beautiful, *sobs*, love her, love her."

At this moment, a black Maybach was speeding down the highway.

For once, Xie Yanli wasn't working in the car, nor was he taking the opportunity to nap. Instead, he had enlarged the photo of Qin Fan in the black qipao.

A few minutes later, the phone placed beside him suddenly vibrated.

He casually tapped open the voice message.

The next second, Pei Feng's hushed voice spread throughout the quiet car cabin:

"The casting couch for a female celebrity, Xie Yanli, you've really got some nerve! Behave yourself, or I'll go to your family and tell on you!"

The driver and the two secretaries traveling with him heard it all crystal clear.

'President Xie is harassing a female celebrity?!'

'What kind of big gossip is this?'

Xie Yanli knew that Pei Feng and Qin Fan had walked the red carpet together. It was self-evident who had pinned this crime on him.

"Heh..."

After an unknown amount of time, Xie Yanli's cold, bone-chilling sneer suddenly sounded.

Everyone's scalps went numb.

They knew such a huge secret and were afraid President Xie would silence them permanently.

The expression on Qin Fan's pretty face was a bit grave. Xie Yanli wasn't going to back out, was he?

After thinking for a moment, she bit her lower lip and sent a message to Xie Yanli before going on stage as a presenter:

"Mr. Businessman Xie, you don't really want me to sell my body, do you?"

"I sell my art, not my body!"

This time, he replied not long after.

The sharp-eyed dog man: "Okay."

Okay? What does that mean?

Qin Fan's eyes were a little dazed. Did he mean he wanted her to sell her art?

Soon, a staff member called for her to go backstage and prepare. Qin Fan casually sent Xie Yanli a 'nodding' emoji sticker.