Chapter 46: Lots of Kissing Scenes

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At night, in a filthy alleyway.

Hu Tong dragged a broken leg, walking forward with great difficulty. Hearing the click of high heels, his entire body stiffened.

Seeing the woman who emerged under the lamplight, the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Mrs. Shen is right. Mr. Shen really did spare my life."

Tang Yuan carried her bag, her back held very straight. "Does Dr. Hu hate me? Although those things were forced upon you by the wealthy socialites in our circle, do you dare to swear that, as a doctor, you still possess a healer's benevolent heart today?"

These words were like a sharp knife piercing into the deepest part of Hu Tong's heart.

He froze in place, dazed for a good several seconds, thinking back to when he first entered this profession and swore to his mentor that saving lives would always be his top priority.

Yet later on, he became engulfed by money and power.

Those women who acted as mistresses were certainly at fault, but he was far from clean himself.

He said nothing, dragging his broken leg as he continued forward.

Tang Yuan looked at his retreating figure. "If you do this, your daughter won't become a lackey to these people in the future. After all, with your criminal record here, they wouldn't dare employ your daughter. Your daughter can go abroad, where the sky is vast and birds can fly freely. I know Dr. Hu is unreconciled, but if you keep lingering in this deep quagmire, you may not meet a good end either."

Dr. Hu's back was limping, and a few seconds later, his voice came from the distance, "Mrs. Shen should take care of herself as well."

Tang Yuan stood in place and gave a soft chuckle.

Once one starts deceiving Shen Zhou, it means standing in opposition to him.

He has never shown mercy to those who betray him.

Unfaithful once, useless a hundred times; either deceive him forever, or not at all.

She lowered her eyelashes, clicking her high heels against the ground as she walked slowly forward.

Once she got into her car, she drove to the hospital to visit the director.

The director was recovering quite well, though it was said that Shen Zhou had become very busy lately, searching hospitals across the entire country for a kidney source.

Because of this high-level scandal within the Shen family, his two uncles were already growing restless.

However, this had nothing to do with Tang Yuan.

Another week later, using the sheer power of his wealth, Shen Zhou found someone willing to donate a kidney.

Only after the surgery was completed did he have the time to return home.

He and Tang Yuan had not seen each other for a whole week.

Her studio had already been renovated, and Fu Yansheng was returning from the mountains today, so she had to drive to pick him up personally.

She used the account named Tessa to contact Song Qianqian. Ever since she mentioned Qiao Qianmei to Song Qianqian, the latter kept sending messages asking what she could possibly do to permanently keep Shen Zhou by her side.

The last time Shen Zhou left her bed, he never called her again.

Terrified that she would truly be replaced, she had lost nearly ten pounds over the past half-month.

[Tessa, as long as you can help me succeed in taking the top spot, I'll listen to everything you say from now on.]

Tang Yuan was currently driving toward the train station. Seeing this message, the corners of her lips curved upward.

Having Song Qianqian obey her every command was precisely what she wanted.

She sent a reply.

[Mr. Shen is free tonight. He just finished dealing with the matter that worried him most, and he's right at the point where he needs to relax. If you go to Muse, you can run into him by chance. Just cry a little then, and his heart will soften for you.]

Upon seeing these words, a glimmer lit up in the depths of Song Qianqian's eyes.

[Okay!]

Heaven knows she had nearly gone crazy being given the cold shoulder by Shen Zhou for over half a month.

She never expected Shen Zhou to be so heartless.

Tang Yuan's car parked in a secluded corner. She sent her location to Fu Yansheng, and a short while later, she saw a figure wearing a black athletic jacket walking over. He wore a cap and a face mask, but his striking physique stood out far too much among the crowd.

The car door was pulled open, and the scent of outdoor sunlight rushed in.

He closed the door, lowered his eyelashes, and obediently called out, "Sister Tang Yuan."

Remembering how he said he was hungry last time and she told him to go back and eat bread, Tang Yuan felt she could be rather ruthless herself.

Yet, she wanted to avoid trouble.

"Mhm."

She drove toward the place where he lived and asked him, "Did Director Zhang give you a hard time afterward?"

"No."

A sudden silence fell inside the car cabin. There was a strange, stubborn streak about him.

It seemed as though he was secretly wrestling with her.

The car stopped outside the villa. She stepped out first and unlocked the door with her fingerprint. "Go upstairs and wash up first, and I'll brief you on the role with Director Shen's side."

She had promised that once he returned, she would take him to meet Shen Tingshui.

Fu Yansheng got out, carrying the black bag by his side as he went upstairs.

Half an hour later, when he came back down, water was still dripping from his hair.

At first glance, his build appeared to be lean muscle, but once it tensed, the sheer explosive power became apparent.

He wore black silk pajamas and sat down opposite her.

Tang Yuan pushed the script for the upcoming audition toward him. "I asked for the male lead audition for you. If you get selected, you can leap straight into becoming a first-tier star. During this period, we need to make a lot of preparations and teach you how to face the media."

Having said that, she stood up. "Stand up and let me take a look."

A trace of surprise flashed in Fu Yansheng's eyes, but he stood up nonetheless. A droplet of water from his hair fell onto his chest, staining the fabric with a wet patch.

Tang Yuan walked around him to inspect. "Your physical form is very good; there's no need to hire a separate posture instructor."

He was tall, and lowering his gaze, he saw her smiling lips curving in satisfaction, her eyes seemingly filled with appreciation for this physique.

Averting his gaze, his Adam's apple bobbed twice.

Tang Yuan spread his arms and squeezed his muscles.

Most people don't train their triceps when working out, but every inch of his muscle was developed to absolute perfection.

"Keep up your fitness routine. Being on camera widens the body and makes one look fatter, so you can only maintain this exact weight from now on."

His gaze shifted back, watching her lips opening and closing continuously, though he had no idea what she was talking about.

After inspecting him for about ten minutes, Tang Yuan looked up. "Did you catch all of that?"

He uttered a soft "mhm."

Tang Yuan nodded, checking the time on her phone. "At eight o'clock tonight, I have an appointment to meet Director Shen at the hotel. You still have a few hours to rest."

As she spoke, she walked toward the door and dialed Chen Meng's number along the way.

Chen Meng was currently doing a final inspection at the studio. The renovation had involved numerous workers and utilized only the highest-grade materials to ensure it was immediately ready for occupancy.

"Yuanyuan, I've checked everything. There are no issues at all; it's identical to the design rendering. Do you want to come and see your office? Wow, it's so gorgeous. Should I start calling you President Tang from now on?"

A smile flickered in the depths of Tang Yuan's eyes. "What about your own office? Have you checked it?"

"Checked it, checked it, I'm beyond satisfied. Yuanyuan, we're going to get better and better from now on, right?"

Just as Tang Yuan was about to get into the car, she heard a voice call out from behind her, "Sister Tang Yuan?"

"Hmm?"

She turned around and saw that Fu Yansheng had followed her out.

Covering the mouthpiece of her phone, a look of perplexity crossed her eyes. "Is there something else?"

He stood in place, still clad in his black silk pajamas, his hair messy. "This drama has a lot of intimate kissing and bed scenes."