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Chapter 116: Passionate Affection
"In this chapter, White Mist is portrayed by the author of Sword Pride Rebirth, Meng Bai the Great."
"That's good to hear. I just hope to make a name for myself, just like my idol, Mr. White Mist."
Looking at White Mist when he said this was particularly heartfelt, and his eyes contained a kind of burning ambition, which is commonly known as drive. It was indeed charming; however, the premise was that Wei Yuan knew he was praising himself, which made it feel off and somewhat cringeworthy.
However, it turns out that when a super handsome guy speaks such words passionately to a girl, you can almost completely disregard the girl's intelligence. It's just like the fans of White Mist; they care little about the plot of the dramas he stars in. What they care about is how White Mist is portrayed in them.
As a result, many directors eager to showcase their talents sought out White Mist. At least with his guaranteed viewership and box office success, their dramas or movies would already have a fixed audience, and they could even capture other fans comprehensively.
"I believe you will definitely succeed."
That third-tier Singer, an exquisite Loli, appeared to be no more than twenty years old. If she wore a sailor suit, she could easily play some cute anime Loli characters. When she heard White Mist say this, a strange glimmer flashed in her eyes; it was clearly a resonance of finding a kindred spirit.
"You should also work hard. Ever since I heard your song in the recording studio, I've really liked it."
"Really?"
Their conversation was quite cliché. Wei Yuan seemed to doubt that White Mist even knew what song she sang; he probably just learned that she was a newly debuted female singer who looked pretty and pure. Yet his eyes revealed a firm determination and admiration.
This made Wei Yuan marvel at how deserving he was of the Best Newcomer Award; his acting skills were truly impressive. No wonder Yang Ying had concluded about him: back when White Mist was at Purple Robe Pavilion, he wouldn't let go of any sister or disciple who had even a bit of charm—he would rather kill than miss out.
Truly worthy of being the love assassin, White Mist. He even knew how to use an alias to conceal his identity. Although the other party already recognized him, this cliché reason surprisingly gained her trust. Some girls' intelligence really drops to zero upon seeing handsome guys...
"Of course it's true! However, I need to go greet some friends now. Can you give me your contact information? I’d love to hear you sing in person sometime."
"Of course!"
Dressed in the Exquisite Loli outfit, she didn't want to think about who would actively invite him to a party if he really was a substitute. However, White Mist was quite clever, using the other person's most proud singing skills as a distraction, easily deceiving one person. Wei Yuan believed that it wouldn't be long before this Exquisite Loli would be taken by White Mist from miles away.
As for matters in the entertainment industry, Wei Yuan was still an outsider and didn't understand the intricacies involved. Perhaps this seemingly pure and cute third-tier singer wasn't as naive as she appeared; she might just want to take the opportunity to get close to White Mist for some attention.
After all, many things have no answers. Whenever interested, one could flip through gossip magazines; such content is abundant.
Having appreciated White Mist's tactics against Exquisite Loli, Wei Yuan set down his glass and left. He initially wanted to find Yuan Ziyi, but suddenly he didn't know where she had gone.
So he turned around and walked toward White Mist. He suddenly found himself very interested in this guy who was out flirting with numerous women; it was quite wicked.
However, when he got closer to White Mist, he realized that although this guy seemed nonchalant about flirting, his attention was still focused on Yuan Ziyi. Following his gaze, Wei Yuan saw that Yuan Ziyi was nearby, engaging with several well-known figures from the business community in Jinghai City.
From the scene, it seemed that these men were particularly attentive to Yuan Ziyi, not in the typical manner of men facing beautiful women, but rather as if they were carefully listening, trying to glean her unique business insights from her eloquent discussions.
"Seems a bit strange," Wei Yuan remarked while observing White Mist's back.
Both Yuan Ziyi and Han Jing had acquaintances they needed to socialize with, yet Wei Yuan found himself here without knowing anyone. Although those few girls seemed to pay him some attention earlier, he felt like he was being treated as a mere bystander, so naturally, he was unwilling to engage with them.
His focus remained on White Mist, who had actively left the Purple Robe Pavilion, yet for the sake of a favor from the Purple Robe Marquis, he had pursued his junior sister Yang Ying. In less than three years, he had made a name for himself in the entertainment industry and even won the Best Newcomer award at the Hong Kong Film Awards.
Based on Wei Yuan's observations, this guy seemed like a playboy. However, whenever Wei Yuan browsed gossip forums, he never saw any scandals about him; instead, they all praised how hard he worked, how he immersed himself in his roles, and how polite he was towards others.
At that moment, although White Mist was focused on Yuan Ziyi, he didn't neglect his own affairs. After just obtaining contact information for that third-tier singer, he picked up a glass and approached a woman dressed elegantly in a stylish dress, smiling at her.
"Rona, do you remember me?" White Mist maintained his charming smile as he spoke.
The exquisite woman appeared to be in her thirties—an age where a woman is fully matured. Her every gesture exuded gracefulness, complemented by her dress that revealed her smooth back; she radiated sensuality without being overly revealing.
After that exquisite woman recognized him, she appeared very excited. Although her words were filled with questions and indignation, she seemed unaware that the person standing before her was a popular star. It seemed she had been living in the UK for some time; although many Chinese television channels could be received there, perhaps she had outgrown the age of obsessively watching idol dramas.
"Yes, I just returned less than a week ago. Maybe I got the contact information wrong last time?"
To be honest, the excuse of White Mist was not very convincing, but when this woman heard that he was willing to explain, her previously furrowed brows and pouting lips gradually revealed a smile. However, Wei Yuan standing beside her was quite speechless. He had just witnessed White Mist driving that flashy and flamboyant red Ferrari chasing after Yang Ying. When did he get to the UK?
"Did you come back with your husband this time?" White Mist glanced over and saw that the earlier Exquisite Loli had already walked far away, ensuring she wouldn’t overhear their conversation before lowering her voice to ask. However, Wei Yuan still heard her clearly.
It seemed the two had a prior relationship, but Wei Yuan was not her husband; why should he care about someone else's green hat?
"What bad thing are you planning to do?"
When that exquisite woman asked this question, her eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a mischievous smile that was almost seductive.
White Mist smiled slightly: "Hehe, of course it's what you're thinking in your mind."
At this moment, they exchanged smiles, seemingly understanding the subtle hints in each other's eyes. However, the exquisite woman seemed to have encountered an acquaintance and didn’t want to get too close to White Mist, saying, "I'll go over and say hello first; find me later."
"Okay, take care, Madam Hou," White Mist replied with a smile.
"You naughty one."
Wei Yuan, standing behind them, was on the verge of losing his mind upon hearing this. This guy was truly wicked. As a result, Wei Yuan's own mischievous side was provoked. He raised his pinky finger and rushed over dramatically to hug White Mist, exclaiming, "White Mist, where have you been? It's time to go back to sleep; don't you remember you have a schedule tomorrow? Director Xin is going to scold you again."
As soon as these words left Wei Yuan's mouth, combined with his action of hugging White Mist, it immediately attracted the attention of most people present. This move was quite bold; not only did it label White Mist as someone who had a close relationship with him, but it also exposed his true identity.
It should be noted that everyone present held some status and most didn't have time to follow those ridiculous idol dramas. Even movies were rarely watched by them; therefore, they had no impression of the name White Mist. However, with Wei Yuan stirring things up like this, White Mist had effectively entered high society. If there were reporters here, he might even make headlines.
"What's wrong with you?" White Mist snapped and immediately pushed Wei Yuan away.
Perhaps he had never expected Wei Yuan to come at him like this. Although he had noticed that Wei Yuan looked familiar, he was completely unprepared for him to rush up and hug him.
"You hit me! I treat you so well, and you actually hit me!"
Wei Yuan tugged at the hem of that exquisite dress, pretending to wipe away tears. In reality, he used this opportunity to cover his face, avoiding any awkwardness, even though there were hardly any people around who recognized him.
The previously flirtatious Madam Hou, who had been all lovey-dovey with White Mist, was now nearly nauseated by the sight of the two men embracing and exchanging sickening sweet nothings. It was clear from her expression that she must have had some sort of relationship with White Mist. At this moment, she tugged at her dress and simply wanted to kick Wei Yuan away.
Who knew if these two idiots had some contagious disease? What a stroke of bad luck.
Although Wei Yuan felt embarrassed, he was quite pleased with how he had dealt with White Mist. After all, hardly anyone here knew him. He was just a passerby in this so-called high society circle. As long as he stepped out of this place and changed his clothes before coming back in, he could guarantee that no more than three people would recognize him.
Finally getting a chance to take revenge for Yang Ying, Wei Yuan felt pretty good about it. This guy had concocted a bunch of excuses just for the sake of the Medicine King Divine Canon in Yang Ying's hands, claiming it was to repay a favor. What a joke!
In reality, he was just coveting that Medicine King Divine Canon. Dog Day's! Acting like a saint while being a scoundrel!
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