The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul-Chapter 897 - 896. A love of equal power and influence

Having tossed aside the obstructive bouquet of roses, only half a person’s distance remained between the two.

Under the warm, yellow chandelier, a figure stood steadfastly—a presence that could not be overlooked. Today, Jing Yu had completely shed his usual gentle and agreeable persona. Those dark eyes, when serious, inexplicably struck fear into people’s hearts.

Especially after the sentence he had just uttered.

"Why?"

Tang Shu gazed at him for a long time before posing the question she most wanted an answer to.

Why did you pretend not to know, serenely enjoying the solo performance that was meant for me alone?

A certain emotion swiftly flashed through Jing Yu’s dark eyes, seeming to brighten for a moment, like the stern stars in the western sky at dawn.

She took a step forward.

No longer retreating into the embarrassment she had caused herself, it was the greatest progress for him and an even greater opportunity.

"I like the way you cheer me up, Xiao Shu," Jing Yu’s voice was deep, his words shockingly direct, "You don’t know how adorable that is."

Damnably charming, damnedly delightful to his heart.

Tang Shu became even angrier, her previously subsiding rage reigniting with vigor.

Adorable? She was not adorable at all.

In neither her past life nor this one did she want to have any connection with the word ’adorable’.

Jing Yu didn’t give her the chance to argue, "Perhaps it’s a merchant’s nature, but when I first received your flowers, I only wanted more, to the point that I ignored your feelings."

"Xiao Shu, how to win a girl’s heart is a topic I’ve never explored, and I need a new chance."

He leaned slightly forward, his tall figure casting a shadow that blocked the light from the upper right. His warm hand grasping her wrist made Tang Shu acutely aware of his nervousness.

"May I?"

This time it’s my turn to chase you.

Tang Shu instinctively avoided his burning gaze, "But considering the current situation, you’re the one with the upper hand."

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"Trust me, I’m more nervous than you are right now; you’re the winner."

"You’re advancing by retreating."

Tang Shu incisively pointed out his tactic.

Jing Yu doubled down, "The decision now rests in your hands, and you get to call the shots."

And he, would only accept one outcome.

***

Love is like a waltz; I step back as you advance, and you step back as I advance. Only with synchronized steps can a beautiful dance unfold.

The conversation in room 8206 ultimately ended with Jing Yu getting his way, and even if he lacked the experience in making girls happy, just deploying fifty percent of the business savvy he used in the marketplace was enough to achieve his goal.

"In fact, it’s two hundred percent."

In the luxury suite of 8224, facing the shocked conjecture blurted out by the second son of the Xie Family, the person in question rebuked thus.

"No way!"

The youngest and most financially successful director in the entertainment industry, who had received countless awards, was once again utterly bewildered, "Are you planning to dislocate my jaw today?"

Ten minutes ago, Jing Yu only found out that his cousin from the Jing Family, who was supposed to be in the capital, appeared in Weicheng, and five minutes ago, this astonishing cousin told him that he was pursuing the Beauty Tang from the drama crew.

And now he said he’s spending twice as much effort on a relationship than he normally would against a business rival?

Xie Yunqing wiped his face expressionlessly, deeply suspecting that his filming posture today might not have been quite right.

"You’re chasing a girl and you need two hundred percent of your energy? Who are you kidding!"

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Jing Yu sat on the soft sofa of the resort hotel, the highball glass in his hand refracting a gentle glow under the warm lighting, which could easily make people drowsy.

However, he was not sleepy at all right now, his chest throbbing in a rhythm far beyond the usual.

"She’s worth it."

This is a love battle between equals.

***

The azure sky and the soft fine sand are always the defining features of a beach.

When a new day started, a section of the beach in Weicheng that was roped off began to bustle with activity.

Director Xie’s preferred drama crew was well trained; in less than half an hour, they had all the filming equipment set up, and the 21st-century beach combined with slightly aged backdrops perfectly restored the fishing village scene from the Republic of China era.

"Typhoon" is the story of a fishing village. At first glance, the village seems ordinary, but it is indeed extraordinary; in this time of frequent wars, the villagers of this small fishing village willingly give everything for peace.

Every morning, the fishermen would take their handmade nets and catch from the sea to the concession to exchange for living expenses, at the same time, delivering intelligence to a group of endearing people.

Every fish species, even the nets made by the fishermen themselves, had its own significance.

"Fresh starfish! Just off the boat this morning, they’re delicious! Wouldn’t you like to try some, madam?"

"Kelp and sea mustard, fresh sea grapes, we have it all—"

After paying their stall fees, the fishermen occupied a square space, vigorously peddling their products to passersby. Their tattered clothes and dark skin didn’t make them look wealthy.

The camera slowly zoomed out, and a stunning figure appeared in the market, with a waveform haircut unique to that era and a fiery red slit cheongsam showcasing perfect curves and her incredible long legs.

Tang Shu looked elegant, restrained yet sexy and tempting, radiating charm that was utterly enchanting.

"Miss Qi, what are you planning on buying today?"

"I’m thinking of making a seafood soup tonight. Do you have any recommendations, young man?"

"Here we have fresh flounder, look how lively they are! Miss Qi might like to try flounder head and tofu soup, very nutritious!"

"Alright then, prepare two for me, the usual way."

"Got it!"

A few minutes later, the camera showed Tang Shu gracefully leaving with a net bag bearing special characters, apparently even more attractive after finding the right ingredients, shining brilliantly.

"Cut—change the scene, prepare for the next shot."

Behind the camera, Director Xie, holding a walkie-talkie, informed everyone. The increasingly bright sun made him press down on his baseball cap, but his gaze involuntarily lingered on that red figure.

Tang Shu, who had only two scenes today, walked to the resting area and took a bottle of mineral water and... foundation from Yang Tiantian.

"Boss, you don’t look very well today, did you not sleep well last night?"

Was it the strong sea breeze at fault? After all, their boss stayed in a room with a sea view where the sea breeze could be felt just by opening the window. However... there was no such reaction on the first day of her stay. What’s the reason for this?

Yang Tiantian’s imagination was running wild, while Tang Shu in the resting area unexpectedly didn’t know how to answer the question, her thoughts inadvertently drifting back to last night.