Qin Fan understood his meaning and asked with a fake smile:

"Then may I ask, President Xie, why am I sleeping on the carpet? Would carrying me to the sofa have killed you?"

'Does this dog of a man even know how to cherish a woman? Or was he so unrestrained last night that his kidneys are weak and his legs are soft, unable to even carry a fairy who weighs less than ninety jin? In that case, I can reluctantly and magnanimously forgive him.'

'As expected, his offer this morning to carry her back to the master bedroom had an ulterior motive. He wasn't even willing to carry her one meter to the sofa, so how could he carry her back to the bedroom.'

'Capitalists always have impure motives! Good thing I was smart enough not to fall for it.'

Unexpectedly, she heard Xie Yanli pause for a few seconds before replying, "Take a look at the sofa."

Qin Fan subconsciously turned her head to look at the sofa behind her—

On the velvet fabric sofa, some areas looked as if they had been soaked with water, leaving mottled stains that sparked the imagination.

A crimson blush quickly flew across Qin Fan's porcelain-white face. "You... you... you..."

Xie Yanli was much calmer than her. "It wasn't me, it was you..."

"Shut up, goodbye!" Qin Fan quickly hung up the phone.

However.

The phone vibrated.

She peeked at it stealthily.

A WeChat message from 'Human ATM'—

Human ATM: So, someone will come to replace the study sofa this morning. Remember to go back to the bedroom.

Qin Fan buried her face in a clean cushion, finally understanding why the busy capitalist had called her so early in the morning.

It turned out he was afraid she would run into the workers replacing the sofa.

She closed her eyes, feeling like life was meaningless: 'This fairy has no face to see anyone.'

Qin Fan's little mood persisted until she joined the film crew.

After having lunch with her manager, she headed straight to the "Feng Hua" film crew.

Jiang Rong pinched her cheek. "The opening ceremony is this afternoon, and there will be media interviews. You must project the aura of a female lead, don't be so listless!"

Qin Fan leaned languidly against the car seat and replied listlessly, "You have no idea what I've been through."

Jiang Rong lifted her loose, long hair, pointing behind her jade-white ear. "The hickey isn't even covered up. How could I not know what you've been through?"

Jiang Rong had seen it when she got in the car.

Qin Fan subconsciously smoothed her hair, her expression very serious. "Don't move it, I'm shy..."

Looking at her face, which showed no trace of shyness, Jiang Rong couldn't help but facepalm. "With this temper of yours, at least I don't have to worry about you being bullied on set."

Seeing Qin Fan's calm attitude about being the female lead for the first time, Jiang Rong felt that she, as her manager, couldn't fall behind.

"Currently, the online public opinion about you playing Ning Fenghua is mostly positive. So, from now until the movie's release, you must always maintain Ning Fenghua's peerless and amorous aura."

Qin Fan: "...Yes, yes, yes."

Jiang Rong looked at Qin Fan, dressed in a simple white T-shirt and a pleated skirt, lounging lazily. She had no goddess-like aura whatsoever.

It was a headache.

Unexpectedly, when Qin Fan got out of the car and entered the film set's gate, her peach blossom eyes lifted slightly, and the aura around her instantly changed.

On her way in, Qin Fan's delicate brows furrowed slightly. She couldn't shake the feeling that she had forgotten something.

After the opening ceremony.

Just as Qin Fan was about to head to the makeup room, a staff member approached. "Teacher Qin, Director Pei wants you to come over. The media interviews have started early."

Qin Fan was still in costume. This was for Ning Fenghua's first appearance, where she is harassed on the street.

She wore a moon-white qipao, elegant and grand, yet it couldn't conceal her myriad charms. Her eyes shone brightly as they moved.

When Qin Fan arrived at the interview location, she saw a woman in a dazzling, bright red qipao already standing to the director's right.

Qin Fan didn't stop walking, but she saw the woman turn to smile at her.

In front of them were rows of reporters and cameras.

Qin Fan blinked lightly and walked over with perfect poise.

Pei Feng, oblivious to the subtle struggles between female stars, directly called Qin Fan to his side. "The female lead stands to my left. Third female lead, move aside."

Qin Yuzhi's body stiffened for a moment in her red qipao. She then smiled charmingly and graciously at the camera. "It seems Director Pei is very satisfied with our female lead."

Pei Feng felt she had just stated the obvious. "I never cast a female lead I'm not satisfied with."

Qin Yuzhi was choked up. After swapping places with Qin Fan, she took the initiative to link her arm intimately with hers. "We're so fated. Our first scenes are both in qipaos."

The cameras snapped photos of them nonstop.

Qin Fan had long guessed this was another of her disgusting tactics. She didn't push Qin Yuzhi away, but smiled at the camera while leaning in to whisper in her ear, "You're really like a wild pheasant trying to imitate a peacock spreading its tail."

Qin Yuzhi's face instantly darkened, exposed to the cameras.

A reporter reacted extremely quickly. "Teacher Qin, may I ask if you and Teacher Xiao Qin have a good relationship? You were whispering privately, could you tell us what you said?"

'Teacher Xiao Qin?'

Qin Fan glanced at the press pass on the reporter's chest. "Reporter Zhou, if I say it out loud, is it still a whisper?"

Her coolly beautiful red lips curved into a half-smile as she looked at the camera, the image perfectly captured.

Whoa.

'Director Pei's new leading lady is actually so arrogant, daring to mock a reporter?! Isn't she afraid of being written about negatively!'

Even Pei Feng didn't expect Qin Fan to be so tough.

But it was very much to his liking. Only a personality this tough could make Xie Yanli suffer a setback. Growing up, he had never seen Xie Yanli fail with anyone.

Only Qin Fan.

Pei Feng waved his hand. "What kind of question is that? Any reporter trying to pry into our actresses' little secrets, throw them out!"

The media: "!!!"

'Director Pei, is it really okay for you to protect this newcomer so much!'

Pei Feng wasn't afraid of them writing nonsense at all. If they dared to write nonsense on his turf, did they still want to make a living in this industry?

After it was over, Qin Yuzhi watched Qin Fan's graceful and slender back, her beautifully manicured nails digging fiercely into her palm, her eyes filled with boundless hatred.

Pei Feng's film crew was very strict, with a strong emphasis on confidentiality. Once filming started, it was difficult to take leave. Even visitors bringing gifts had to go through a rigorous screening.

That evening, Pei Feng received something delivered by Secretary Wen.

Pei Feng looked at the tall and burly bodyguards behind Secretary Wen. "What is Xie Yanli doing? Is he so enraged from embarrassment that he wants to silence me by killing me?"

Secretary Wen smiled calmly and raised a hand. At once, the five bodyguards opened the things they were each holding.

Click—

Five soft clicks sounded simultaneously. Pei Feng had always considered himself worldly and experienced, but after seeing the contents of the boxes, he was still utterly stunned.

Pei Feng: "What are these?"

'A gift for him?'

'So generous?'

Secretary Wen smiled slowly. "Miss Qin Fan's spoils of war, which she forgot to bring before joining the crew."