*So that's how it is!*
Fang Yingying's lips curved into a slight smile, a dark glint flashing in her eyes as if she had discovered a new continent.
Noticing Xu Yifei's shyness, the other actors and crew members exchanged glances and remained silent, instead making light of the situation and dispersing.
Fu Shan, however, took Xu Yifei to her room. After some pleasantries, he reluctantly retired to his own quarters.
It was late when Fu Shan was about to go to bed when the doorbell rang insistently:
*Ring-ring, ring-ring-ring—*
Startled by the unexpected chime, Fu Shan raised an eyebrow.
"Who is it?" he called out, but received no reply.
The doorbell continued to ring, its insistent ringing grating on his nerves.
Annoyed, Fu Shan rose and yanked the door open.
In the next moment, he saw Fang Yingying standing at his door, wearing a provocative lace nightgown, her posture languid and alluring.
Seeing Fu Shan, she beckoned him with a coquettish smile.
"Hi, Fu Shan!"
Fu Shan frowned instinctively and asked coldly, "Is that you knocking? What are you doing at my door so late?"
Her words clearly carried a hint of displeasure, even anger.
Yet Fang Yingying seemed completely oblivious to Fu Shan's displeasure and anger. Hearing his response, she raised the script in her hand and gave him another coquettish smile, her expression both alluring and provocative.
"I came to study the script with you, Fu Shan. What's wrong, aren't you going to let me in? We can go into your room and really dig into it~" she said in a sweet, cooing voice.
As she spoke, she flashed him another smile she thought was utterly captivating. One hand casually brushed against her exposed cleavage, and she placed her other hand on Fu Shan's shoulder, leaning in close...
The implication was unmistakable.
This was blatant seduction.
Studying the script was merely a pretext; Fang Yingying's true intention was to use the cover of night to seduce Fu Shan, spend the night with him, and secure him for herself.
She was confident in her assets and her feminine charms. After all, in all these years, she had never failed to get the man she wanted.
Moreover, she had already gone this far.
With soft jade and warm fragrance right before him, she couldn't believe Fu Shan could remain unmoved.
Unless, of course, Fu Shan wasn't a man at all!
*No! He's worse than a beast!*
But what happened next completely defied Fang Yingying's expectations:
"Miss Fang, please maintain your composure!"
Fu Shan abruptly slapped away Fang Yingying's hand and, with a stern expression, coldly snapped, "Fang Yingying, you..."
Seeing this, Fang Yingying froze, her eyes wide with astonishment as she stared at the man before her.
*He actually rejected me?*
*Is my charm useless against him?*
*Or... is he impotent?*
*Could he really be worse than a beast?*
After a brief moment of stunned silence, Fang Yingying covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes narrowing into alluring slits as she playfully chided Fu Shan, "Fu Shan, I was just trying to run lines with you. Don't you think you're overthinking this?"
As she tried to step into the room, Fu Shan blocked her path without hesitation or courtesy.
"No need. I'm going to sleep. Miss Fang, do as you please!"
Before Fang Yingying could react, Fu Shan slammed the door shut with a sharp *bang*.
"Hey, Fu Shan, you..."
Fang Yingying tried to follow, but was met with a closed door.
"Hmph, what a jerk. He really *is* worse than a beast, huh?" Fang Yingying pouted and muttered under her breath.
Reluctantly, he cast another glance at the tightly shut door before turning to leave, glancing back three times.
The moment the door clicked shut, Fu Shan's expression turned icy. Without a moment's hesitation, he dialed Jiang Jinsong.
After several rings, the call was answered, and Jiang Jinsong's groggy voice came through: "Hello, President Fu? At this hour... is there something you need?"
Truth be told, Jiang Jinsong had already been deep in conversation with the Duke of Zhou, sound asleep.
The sudden ringing of his phone had made him answer instinctively, but he was still half-asleep.
Moreover, Fu Shan calling him so late at night was quite unexpected.
Hence his question.
"Uncle Jiang, replace the actress playing Noble Consort Hua. Immediately."
Fu Shan's face was stern, his voice deep and serious.
This sudden demand left Jiang Jinsong on the other end of the line bewildered. "Hmm? Noble Consort Hua? Replace her?"
On this end, Fu Shan nodded sharply. "Yes! Fire the current actress—Fang Yingying—and find a suitable replacement immediately! Now!"
Fu Shan had initially dismissed the previous incident—where a group photo had been twisted into a two-person shot and trended on social media—as a coincidence.
But what about that scene at the door just now?
*Heh, "discussing the script"?*
*Did she really think he was a fool?*
*Late at night, alone with a man, what kind of script discussion requires that?*
*And what kind of script discussion requires you to dress so provocatively and knock on a man's door late at night?*
*Not to mention Fang Yingying's subtle flirtations and seduction earlier.*
*No matter how you slice it, Fu Shan was still a man.*
*After years in the business, how could he not see through Fang Yingying's act?*
*Her true intentions were clear—the wine was just an excuse.*
*She was using the script discussion as a pretext to seduce him.*
*How could Fu Shan keep Fang Yingying around any longer?*
*Heh, fantasizing about entering his room?*
*Fantasizing about seducing him?*
*Not a chance!*
*Fang Yingying had to go. The sooner the better!*
"Uh, President Fu, I... I understand! I'll find suitable candidates by early tomorrow morning!"
On the other end of the line, Jiang Jinsong was wide awake now, his sleepiness completely vanished.
Though he didn't know why Fu Shan was so determined to replace Fang Yingying, as his subordinate, he naturally had to follow orders.
Without question!
Fu Shan was very satisfied with Jiang Jinsong's response. After giving him a few more instructions, he hung up. He immediately went to bed, but after tossing and turning for a while, he fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.
Fang Yingying, however, did not sleep so soundly. Having failed in her attempt and been rejected, she returned to her room in a huff. She mulled over the night's events, unable to comprehend why her plan had failed.
She had practically thrown herself at him, yet Fu Shan had still refused?
Could it be that in Fu Shan's eyes, she was that unattractive?
How infuriating!
The more she thought about it, the more furious she became, tossing and turning all night.
When she arrived at the film set early the next morning for makeup and styling, a crew member approached her:
"Fang Yingying, you don't need makeup. You can leave."
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