Xinran walked into Dong Shan Zhong's office, and there was no one inside. She curiously approached the window; the spacious floor-to-ceiling windows and violet curtains created a tranquil and peaceful atmosphere. Looking through the nearly transparent glass, the vehicles and pedestrians below appeared so small that they were almost unrecognizable, but she enjoyed this feeling of being high above, as if she were a ruler. Surely he must enjoy it too.
Turning around, she faced a noble mahogany desk, which had a stack of black folders, a pen holder with several expensive pens, and a light gray photo frame. Inside the frame was a photo of a woman with a charming smile, and that woman was… her!
Surprised, Xinran picked up the frame and examined the photo closely. It was probably taken five years ago when she had just debuted. Her smile still held a hint of innocence, and her eyes were clear and beautiful. Back then, she didn’t understand the darkness of this industry; she naively believed that the world was black and white. But five years later, she realized that there is another color between black and white—gray.
"You still came." A deep male voice echoed, startling Xinran. She looked up to see Dong Shan Zhong standing not far from her.
"You've been here all along?" It turned out there was a lounge in this office that she hadn’t noticed before; he must have been resting there.
"I said I was too tired waiting for you. I just took a short nap inside; do you believe it?" Dong Shan Zhong approached Xinran and stopped a few steps away from her.
"What does it matter whether I believe it or not? Do you want me to be moved to tears? You schemed to get me here; isn’t it only natural for me to wait for you?" Xinran gently placed the frame back in its original position and raised an eyebrow.
"Do you think it's despicable of me to use this method to get you to come find me?" Dong Shan Zhong smiled again and continued, "But who told you to want to sever all ties with me? I’ve said it before: five years ago, you should have been mine. So I won’t let go; you can forget about it!"
"Stubborn as ever. Do you really think this will make me compromise?"
"It doesn’t matter; at most, I’ll just withdraw the funding for that movie. Not being able to shoot that film is no loss for either of us, is it?" Dong Shan Zhong said nonchalantly. He was confident that his suggestion for the director to seek help from Summer would definitely change her mind; otherwise, she wouldn’t have come to find him today. Trying to distance herself from him before he achieved his goal would be quite difficult!
"You… this is blackmail!" Xinran said angrily, recalling Chen Dao's troubled expression. This man was truly infuriating.
"That's right; I admit it—I’m blackmailing you. So do you want to be blackmailed?" Dong Shan Zhong slowly stepped closer to Xinran until she could feel his warm breath. The scent of forest freshness mixed with a hint of musk lingered in her nose, causing her thoughts to drift away.
"I..."
Before she could respond, Dong Shan Zhong opened his arms and pulled her into his embrace. He leaned close to her ear and gently said, "Xinran, you saw the photo frame on the table. I didn't lie to you. My feelings for you have remained the same for the past five years. So can you trust me? Give me a chance to care for you and love you, okay? There are many things he can't do that I can. Promise me?"
"I... I don't know what to say..." Xinran's eyes were filled with confusion as she stared blankly at the man in front of her, a remarkably handsome man.
"Then don't say anything at all; just feel with your heart!" With that, Dong Shan Zhong slowly pressed his lips against Xinran's. He kissed her softly, drawing her in, and sensing her defenses slipping away, he seized the moment, parting her lips with his teeth and entwining his tongue with hers, gradually consuming her rationality.
"Mm... Mm..." They kissed for a long time before Xinran seemed to come back to her senses. She pushed Dong Shan Zhong away with all her strength, her face flushed red, unable to lift her head to look at him. She suddenly felt ashamed of herself; after just a few sweet words from him, she had lost all composure!
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