Don’t Play with Fire [Entertainment Industry] 39

Chapter 38: Thirty-Eight Fire

After crying for a while, Yan Duo had calmed down. Hearing Ji Ran’s confession at this moment, she couldn’t help but feel sweet yet a little shy. She could sense his feelings from all the ways Ji Ran had treated her during this time, but until she heard those three words explicitly, she still couldn’t completely convince herself. After all, she was someone who was moved by sweet words, an auditory creature at heart.

“Let’s eat, I’m hungry.”

Yan Duo blushed as she got up from Ji Ran’s arms, lowering her head and not daring to meet his eyes. niyuedu.com

Ji Ran didn’t move either. He took his bowl from across the table, took a couple of bites, and then said casually, “From now on, if you have something to ask, ask me directly. Don’t bring up divorce at every turn, understand?”

God knows how awful he felt when he rushed back from the film set that day and heard her say she wanted a divorce. For a moment, he really wanted to strangle the woman beside him and be done with it.

But Yan Duo thought about how he had used his charm to seduce her after she mentioned divorce that time, and replied with a suppressed smile, “Hmm, I won’t mention it again.”

After speaking, he added, “But we can’t make it public either!”

Yan Duo didn’t want to affect Ji Ran’s future, nor did she want to be labeled as “sleeping her way to the top.” She wanted to rely on her own efforts to silence those who didn’t believe in them.

Ji Ran turned to look at her, “We don’t have to make it official, but you can’t continue lying to your friends, okay?”

Ji Ran still felt bothered about last night when Zeng Meng had dragged her to a blind date.

Yan Duo thought Ji Ran’s words made sense, and if they announced their marriage, incidents like yesterday’s wouldn’t happen again, so she nodded in agreement.

When Ji Ran heard her agree, he extended a hand toward her.

Yan Duo looked at him in confusion, “What for?”

“Give me your phone.”

Yan Duo didn’t understand why, but obediently handed her phone to Ji Ran’s palm.

Ji Ran brought her phone in front of him, pressed the home screen button, and asked Yan Duo, “What’s the password?”

Yan Duo’s head was almost buried in her chest, her voice as small as a mosquito’s, “Your birthday.”

Ji Ran glanced at her, entered his own birthday, and unlocked the phone, “What a coincidence, my password is your birthday too.”

Yan Duo covered her face, burying her laughter in her palms, feeling that she had eaten too much candy and wouldn’t be able to eat dinner.

Ji Ran opened WeChat, took a look, and found his name listed first, followed by several newly added friends with no chat history. Ji Ran quickly counted them—there were far more than fifteen!

“Shall I delete some of these new friends for you? Do you mind?”

Regarding the new friends, Yan Duo had only added someone yesterday, so she understood exactly what Ji Ran meant. She nodded, “Mm.”

Anyway, once she tells Zeng Meng about her marriage, she’ll find an excuse to tell her guy friends, so there’s no difference between deleting early or late.

Getting approval, Ji Ran didn’t stand on ceremony and deleted all the new contacts from yesterday. After finishing, she put down her phone with a sense of relief and said, “If you want to go clubbing in the future, just ask me. I’ll go with you.”

Yan Duo smiled at him, “Are you going too?”

In Yan Duo’s impression, Ji Ran preferred quiet places and wasn’t the type to go to bars at all. There had been no mention of it in the news before, and after they got married, she hadn’t heard of him going either.

“There’s a first time for everything. I think we can give it a try.”

Just as he would often give up warm water for cold to cool down when she wasn’t around, just as he wanted to try the spicy food she loved, nothing in this world is absolutely impossible.

Yan Duo threw down her chopsticks, couldn’t help but hug Ji Ran’s neck, leaned on his shoulder and said, “Actually, I don’t really like going there either. I was just teasing you.”

Ji Ran said, “Then when I want to go, can you take me?”

Tears glistened in Yan Duo’s eyes, “Okay.”

At night, after confessing their feelings to each other, the two became even more in sync. Yan Duo’s uncontrollable cries of pleasure never stopped until Ji Ran coaxed her into calling out “Ran” several times. Outside the room, two parrots began to echo with one calling “Duo” and the other “Ran.” Yan Duo burst out laughing, and Ji Ran suddenly regretted teaching the parrots to call their names. He lowered his head and bit her red cherry, successfully making her forget her laughter as she was pulled back into Ji Ran’s “gentle embrace.”

The next day, Yan Duo took Ji Ran’s car to the film set. When she met Zeng Meng, she smiled and greeted her, “Sister Mengmeng, I’ll treat you and Xiaoman to dinner tonight.”

Zeng Meng looked her up and down, seeing her glowing with vitality, as if she were a female sprite who had just absorbed a man’s essence. She asked with some surprise, “Did you win the 50 million lottery?”

Yan Duo didn’t have a boyfriend, so absorbing life force was impossible, but it was quite possible for her to be struck by a pie falling from the sky.

Yan Duo smiled without saying a word, creating a bit of suspense, “I’ll tell you when we have dinner tonight.”

After saying that, he went to his own dressing room.

When the makeup artist came over to do her makeup, Fang Fang said to Yan Duo with a smile, “I can tell from your look that you had a very pleasant time with Mr. Ji last night.”

Thinking of Ji Ran, Yan Duo couldn’t help but smile, “Yes, very good.” Better than ever before.

Fang Fang sighed, “That’s for the best. It saves me from having a guilty conscience every day.”

Although Fang Fang didn’t understand exactly what had happened between the two of them, at least they finally cleared the air, and those “spy” days were finally over.

When filming that day, Yanduo unusually NG’d three times and was lectured twice by Director Zhong, “Yanduo, you just now Your expression is wrong. You and Sun Xiuwen haven’t seen each other for 300 years, and now you’re meeting his reincarnation. You can’t show a shy expression; you need to restrain yourself, restrain yourself, understand! Just like you did the other day, you were worried that your intense feelings would scare him, so you need to keep your emotions hidden inside, not let them show, do you understand?”

Director Zhong was somewhat puzzled. Clearly, there were no problems when they first started filming, but after more than ten days, she was suddenly unable to get into character, which was simply abnormal.

Yan Duo lowered her head and apologized to Director Zhong at this moment, feeling very guilty, blaming herself for her immature acting skills, being easily swayed by her own emotions, and affecting the filming.

Ji Ran looked at Yan Duo’s aggrieved expression, walked up to Director Zhong, and said, “Director Zhong, how about we take a five-minute break first? I’ll talk to her about the scene.”

Director Zhong knew that at this point, besides this, there was no other good solution, so he signaled for everyone to rest first and continue in a while.

Ji Ran took a bottle of orange juice and walked over to the dejected Yan Duo, handing it to her, “Have something to drink.”

Yan Duo looked up at Ji Ran, took the opened bottle of orange juice but didn’t drink it, saying with her head lowered, “My performance today was too poor, I held everyone back.”

Ji Ran didn’t care whether people around them were watching or not, and under the cover of his loose sleeves, he grabbed Yan Duo’s hand to comfort her: “Don’t overthink it. You’ve only debuted for a year, and being able to perform as you have now is already very good.”

Ji Ran understood Yan Duo’s feelings. Wen Jun’s suppressed emotions were just like Yan Duo’s before today—seeing the person she liked right before her eyes but not daring to reveal her true feelings. That’s why she could portray Wen Jun’s emotions so well. And after they had cleared the air last night, she, who had always been guileless, couldn’t help but feel happy whenever she looked at him. Those sparkling, star-like eyes almost made him lose his composure.

Yan Duo didn’t notice at all that they were currently on set, with many pairs of eyes openly and covertly observing them. She gripped Ji Ran’s hand back, looking up and asking uncertainly, “Really?”

Ji Ran: “Of course, you were really great. But you need to remember, once the director calls ‘action,’ you’re no longer yourself, but Wen Jun who has waited for three hundred years. You cried for three nights because of her story—do you still remember how you felt then?”

Yan Duo was a soft-hearted girl. When they rehearsed their lines at home, she often couldn’t help but shed tears, saying that Wen Jun was too pitiful, and the way she forced herself to hold on was heart-wrenching. Ji Ran didn’t understand it then, but now he thought that perhaps she was thinking of herself.

After listening to Ji Ran, Yan Duo fell into thought, slowly picking up her feelings of pity for Wen Jun again.

Ji Ran didn’t disturb her. He let go of her hand and walked over to Director Zhong, saying: “Duoduo has caused you trouble.”

Director Zhong wasn’t as angry as before now, smiling as he said: “It’s fine, I was a bit harsh with my words just now. She didn’t take it to heart, did she?”

Ji Ran shook his head, “Give her a few minutes, she’ll act well.”

Director Zhong looked at Ji Ran nearby, then glanced at Yan朵 in the distance, feeling that both of their states had changed quite a bit. Previously, the two would always maintain distance; not only would something like secretly holding hands just now be impossible, but they rarely even spoke on set. But today, Yan朵’s behavior was quite unusual. Director Zhong felt that the happiness and shyness Yan朵 couldn’t hide on her face just now were actually because of her husband, Ji Ran. After marriage, to still have such girlish expressions when facing her own husband—Director Zhong found it quite amazing.

“You two have been quite loving lately, haven’t you?” Director钟 asked tentatively.

Ji Ran didn’t deny it, saying with a smile: “Inseparable.”

Thinking about the dinner appointment for the evening, he invited Director Zhong: “Let’s have dinner together tonight. I’ve ordered takeout, we can eat in my dressing room.”

Ji Ran had originally wanted to treat everyone to a meal outside, but to avoid affecting the filming, he could only make do with takeout. Of course, the meal wasn’t the most important thing; what mattered was letting more people know about his relationship with Yan Duo.

Director Zhong smiled and said, “Okay.”

The subsequent filming went just as Ji Ran had promised Director Zhong—Yan Duo performed excellently, with most scenes being completed in a single take. This significantly shortened the shooting time, and dinner was served half an hour earlier than before.

When Zeng Meng, dressed in her costume, was being pulled toward Ji Ran’s dressing room by Yan Duo, she was quite surprised. “Why are we coming here? Are we eating here?”

Yan Duo held her arm and nodded, “Yes, let’s eat right here.”

Zeng Meng was a bit confused, “Wait, are you treating or is he treating?”

By now, the two had walked to Ji Ran’s dressing room. Yan Duo let go of Zeng Meng, walked to Ji Ran’s side, took his arm, stood on tiptoe to leave a kiss on his face, and said to Zeng Meng, “No, we’re inviting together.”

Zeng Meng stared at Yan Duo’s actions, completely stunned. She pointed at the two of them, stammering a bit: “You, you two… are you together?”

Isn’t this too fast? Just yesterday, Yan Duo was still single!

Ji Ran patted Yan Duo’s head, “Mmm, we’ve been married for over half a year now.”

Zeng Meng’s mouth twitched. She somewhat understood why Yan Duo had deleted all her brothers, but couldn’t quite comprehend what their sudden public announcement meant. Zeng Meng felt there must be quite a story behind it, though it wasn’t appropriate to ask now. But that didn’t stop her from secretly glaring at Yan Duo, who had been deceiving her all along, then smiled and said to Ji Ran, “Congratulations to you two, wishing you a baby soon!”

Ji Ran replied with a smile, “Thank you for your kind words.”

Yan Duo lightly tapped Ji Ran’s arm, and the shy expression she showed when lowering her head made Zeng Meng roll her eyes. She seemed to be here for dinner, not to be fed with dog food, hello!