The sunlight pierced through the window and poured onto Weng Shuang’s face, illuminating those delicate features and making them look extra beautiful.

Meanwhile, Zhang Fan lay on his side, propping his head up with his left hand, just quietly watching her like that.

He really couldn’t bear to ruin such a beautiful scene!

But very soon, the sunlight slid up along Weng Shuang’s face!

When the sunlight swept over her eyes, Weng Shuang’s eyelashes started to tremble.

"Mm..." She let out a soft little moan, turned over, and her hands began to fumble around!

Very quickly, she caught hold of Zhang Fan.

Then she directly plastered herself against him, clutching his arm tightly with both hands, a ridiculously sweet smile spreading over her face, and then she drifted back to sleep.

Seeing Weng Shuang like this, Zhang Fan couldn’t help but smile too.

He stretched out his right hand and gently pinched the tip of her nose.

Incredibly gentle!

"Little Goblin!" Zhang Fan chuckled.

But just then, Zhang Fan’s phone started ringing.

At that moment, Weng Shuang’s eyelashes trembled again.

She slowly opened her eyes, and when she saw Zhang Fan staring at her, two dimples gradually appeared on her cheeks.

Her eyes curved like two little crescent moons.

"You’re awake!" Weng Shuang smiled, then propped her head up with her right hand, gazing at Zhang Fan with infinite tenderness.

Zhang Fan was a little annoyed. He turned over, picked up his phone, and said blankly, "Who is it, calling so early in the morning, not letting people sleep?"

"Ahem, Zhang Fan, my good brother, it’s already nine o’clock. Old Guo and the others have been here since six..."

On the other end of the line, Liu Chuanxu’s mouth twitched.

Old Guo and that group of old gentlemen had been waiting for three hours.

Even though they hadn’t said anything, he still had to hurry Zhang Fan up.

There really weren’t many people in all of Huaxia who dared let this bunch of old masters wait this long.

"Your people injured me yesterday. Don’t I need to rest?" Zhang Fan said coldly.

Damn it, such a warm and fuzzy moment, suddenly interrupted—this is more excessive than having your pants off and your period suddenly showing up, okay!

"Hehe, so... are you still coming today, or do you want to rest a few days?" Liu Chuanxu asked, awkward as hell.

Especially when he thought of that scene yesterday with those idiots firing at Zhang Fan, he could only howl in his heart.

"Have you got everything ready? Let me buffer for a bit!" Zhang Fan said, and directly hung up the phone.

"What, you’re busy again?" Weng Shuang wrapped her arms around Zhang Fan’s waist, burying herself completely in his arms.

Zhang Fan nodded. "Yesterday I promised a bunch of old guys I’d go treat them."

"Then they’re really lucky," Weng Shuang said. Then she flipped onto her back, tilted her head up, and looked at Zhang Fan’s chin. "Hurry up and wash up then. The earlier you go, the earlier you’ll be back!"

Zhang Fan pinched her chin. "But I can’t bear to leave you."

"Tsk, when did your mouth get so sweet?" Weng Shuang giggled.

"Heh heh!" Zhang Fan kissed her on the forehead, then jumped out of bed and headed straight for the bathroom!

Right at that moment, knocking suddenly sounded at the door.

Outside, Mei Xiaoyun stood there looking utterly haggard!

Originally, she could’ve come over yesterday.

But she couldn’t just up and leave like Weng Shuang.

She was Weng Shuang’s agent, she had to handle everything inside and out by herself.

Not to mention the huge mess Weng Shuang had made yesterday.

Back then she went straight over to Mao Daqing’s side.

However, Mao Daqing refused to see her the whole time.

Until later, that thing Zhang Fan stirred up exploded on Weibo!

Everyone’s Weibo posted a video of Mao Daqing using the casting couch.

With something this big, as an agent in the entertainment industry, of course she knew what it meant.

Mao Daqing was finished.

There was no place left for him in the entire entertainment circle.

So from Europe she flew to Shanghai, to look for a few other directors!

Even though Mao Daqing was done for, Weng Shuang and Mao Daqing had a contract between them.

The penalty for breach of contract that Weng Shuang had to pay this time was no small amount!

So she desperately needed to find the next director who would invest in Weng Shuang!

But the story about Weng Shuang blatantly standing up a director and an entire crew had already spread.

That kind of thing was basically a taboo in the eyes of those directors.

On top of that, after Weng Shuang publicly announced she had a boyfriend, her number of fans plummeted.

So not a single director was willing to take her on.

Up till now, she’d only managed to catch a short nap on the road; her whole body and mind were exhausted!

"Shuang’er, open the door, it’s me!" Mei Xiaoyun shouted from outside.

Right now she really wanted to ask Weng Shuang what kind of crazy spell she was under!

Especially about that man Weng Shuang kept talking about!

Which bastard was he, exactly!

Hearing her voice, Weng Shuang instantly felt a headache coming on!

"Wait a sec, I’m getting dressed!" She pulled on a bathrobe, ran barefoot to the door.

As soon as she opened it, she saw the utterly exhausted Mei Xiaoyun.

"Ah, Sister Mei, what happened to you?" Weng Shuang was startled.

"My dear young miss, you still have the nerve to ask!" Mei Xiaoyun’s face was full of anger.

Weng Shuang gave an embarrassed laugh and hurriedly poured her a glass of hot water!

"Tell me, something this big, how could you not discuss it with me first?" Mei Xiaoyun glared at her like she was going to eat her alive.

Before Weng Shuang could speak, Mei Xiaoyun went on, "Do you have any idea you just lost two-thirds of your fans? Do you know that right now not a single well-known director wants you!

Do you know how many tens of millions you have to pay in penalties to Mao Daqing’s side!

Do you still want to survive in this industry or not!"

The more she talked, the more worked up she became.

"Sister Mei, don’t worry, this won’t drag you down. I’ll figure out the penalty money for Mao Daqing. As for the entertainment industry, I was planning to quit anyway," Weng Shuang said.

Right now her only thought was to stay by Zhang Fan’s side.

If it wasn’t just to kill time, she really wouldn’t have bothered to act at all.

So whether any directors wanted her, or how many fans she lost—she couldn’t care less!

After all, if she wasn’t going to be in this circle anymore, why cling to it!

Hearing that, Mei Xiaoyun jumped up from the sofa.

"What, quit the entertainment industry? Young lady, what kind of tantrum are you throwing! What tantrum! Do you know how hard it was for you to get where you are now?"

"Hey hey hey, big sis, can you keep it down? And also, if you dare yell at my woman again, I’ll chuck you right out the window!" Zhang Fan, who was in the shower, suddenly spoke up!

My woman, you think you can yell at her?

You think I’m dead or what?

Hearing this sudden voice, Mei Xiaoyun felt like she’d been struck by lightning.

A man?

A man?

The very man Weng Shuang was willing to give up everything for, to risk everything just to see?

He was here...

Could it be that he’d been with Weng Shuang all night?

The next second, Mei Xiaoyun’s fury flared up again!

She ran straight toward the bathroom and shouted from the doorway.

"You stinking man, get out here, I’m challenging you to a duel!"