That's absolutely devastating.
Anger made her unable to control the force with which she gripped the pen, leaving a series of hideous marks on the paper. Sun Hao said that Chen Fu could not perform on stage, her commercial value was plummeting, and using her as a supporting actress was the best outcome at the moment.
"Smack—"
Lu Xiaomi slammed her expensive handbag onto the table, the loud noise drawing everyone's attention. Her long fingernails dug into her palms as she clenched her fists, the sharp pain unable to quell her anger. A strange feeling of being restrained washed over her, and Lu Xiaomi abruptly stood up. 0413 rolled off her arms and onto the floor, a look of utter bewilderment on his face.
0413; The host's skin has broken again, what should I do? I need help urgently.
The small sachet, swung in a wide arc, traced a beautiful arc in the air before striking Sun Hao squarely in the face, delivering a solid blow. Lu Xiaomi grabbed a lock of hair from Sun Hao's forehead, the words she had been holding back bursting into a simple, heartfelt greeting. She extended a slender finger, pointing it at Sun Hao's nose.
"Sun Hao, I'll f*** your son!"
...
This farce left everyone present dumbfounded, and an awkward silence filled the air. However, the awkwardness did not last long and was soon broken by a crisp knock on the door.
The secretary pushed open the door, and Chen Fu, wrapped in a thick down jacket, stood at the entrance.
She had just finished a schedule event, her makeup still lingering, her face showing signs of fatigue and weariness. Her expression was initially calm, but the scene before her shocked her. Her beautiful, upturned eyes swept over indifferently, meeting the gaze of Lu Xiaomi, who was pulling Sun Hao's hair.
Lu Xiaomi, who was being watched by her sister, instantly forgot what she was doing and wanted to pull her hand away to greet her sister. She couldn't control the strength of her hand, and with another crisp ripping sound, the wig on Sun Hao's head was finally pulled off.
Amidst the eerie silence, Chen Fu finally couldn't help but smile slightly.
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Author's Note:
Sun Hao: "Arrange the best hair transplant surgeon immediately, now, right now!"
Chapter 4 CP4 Chen's First Flirting
As the old saying goes, "Heroes throughout history have been willing to risk everything for a beautiful woman."
Lu Xiaomi is on a higher level. She caused a scene in the conference room today, which can be called "pulling hair in anger," all for Chen Fu.
Sun Hao's meticulous hairstyle was completely turned into a bird's nest under her hands. Not only that, the hairpiece on his forehead was ripped off, with a few real hairs probably mixed in, revealing half of his shiny forehead.
The sudden turn of events left Sun Hao stunned, so bewildered that his brain seemed to have crashed. It wasn't until the increasingly intense pain in his head and the constant chills that he was slowly brought back to reality.
This renowned company boss, a top screenwriter who debuted at a young age, probably never imagined that one day he would have his wig ripped off in front of all the company's senior executives.
So he got angry.
This is intolerable!
Sun Hao slammed the large stack of documents in his hand onto the table. Amidst the astonished expressions of the crowd, he clutched his injured head and shouted...
"Meeting adjourned—"
The stunned crowd scattered like birds and beasts in an instant, leaving only Sun Hao, Lu Xiaomi, and Chen Fu standing at the door in the huge conference room.
Lu Xiaomi had imagined her first meeting with Chen Fu many times. Although the locations of the meetings in her imaginations were different, without exception, Lu Xiaomi would always meet Chen Fu in her best condition.
Instead of what she's doing now, under the watchful eyes of all the higher-ups at Xihe, grabbing Sun Hao's hair with one hand and pointing a finger at his nose while angrily cursing him, looking fierce and menacing as she stares into the eyes of her dream lover.
This is so embarrassing...
Equally embarrassed was the unlucky boss, Sun Hao. He forced himself to stand up unsteadily, and staggered a couple of steps as he reached the door. Chen Fu wanted to help him, but Sun Hao waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need it. He could handle such a blow.
He pointed at Lu Xiaomi, then at Chen Fu.
"You guys talk, you guys talk."
What are we talking about...?
Do you have any tips for beating up your boss?
Even with Lu Xiaomi's thick skin, she felt that now was really not a good time to chat. She picked up 0413, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and fled the conference room like a shot.
*
On the way back, 0413 asked her if she enjoyed it.
Lu Xiaomi had just calmed down and realized what she had just done. At this moment, she felt extremely embarrassed.
She simply did what all her fans wanted to do...
The result of her overzealous enthusiasm was that she broke down again, becoming as melancholic as a statue. Sadly, Lu Xiaomi's outburst in the office pushed her character's out-of-character (OOC) level to an unprecedented height...
In other words, the 0505 penalty mechanism will soon come in handy...
This caused Lu Xiaomi to fall silent, which was unusual for her.
Even petrified into a statue, 0413 seemed speechless. The news of Lu Xiaomi's glorious history, once relayed back to headquarters, shocked everyone, ranking first in clicks on the system's intranet. 0413, originally just a diligent but inconspicuous worker, had now become a household name throughout the system thanks to Lu Xiaomi's success.
The large office was filled with an awkward silence. The room was completely quiet for a moment, but the awkwardness did not last long. A few minutes later, it was broken by a crisp knock on the door.
"Mr. Lu, may I come in?"
The half-open door revealed a large patch of crimson on her waist and abdomen. Her bulky December down jacket was wide open, revealing that she was only wearing a burgundy sundress.
The knocking sound was like a transition in a story, preparing for an important chapter in the storybook, or the heart-fluttering moment when a prince and princess fall in love at first sight. Lu Xiaomi held her breath, and for a moment she could only hear the pounding of her own heart.
Chen Fu stood at the door.
Despite her efforts to control her voice, it still trembled slightly. Lu Xiaomi said "Come in." The office was dark, and the dim winter light made it impossible for her to see Chen Fu's face clearly. She could only vaguely see the hem of her flowing skirt, like a trail of crimson petals trailing on the ground.
*
There are generally two reactions fans have when they see their idols.
One type of person, though excited, remains rational, takes a photo, signs an autograph, shakes hands amicably with their idol, and then goes their separate ways, each going their own separate ways.
One type loses control of themselves, becomes completely intoxicated, and speaks incoherently and incoherently.
Lu Xiao Mi, a fan of her mother, clearly belongs to the latter category.
She called Chen Fu over today for two reasons. First, out of personal motives, she wanted to spend some time alone with her idol, whom she had been longing for, to get to know him better. Second, she wanted to make her stance clear and tell Chen Fu that from now on, she would protect her, and no one in Xihe would dare to make things difficult for her anymore.
As a humble fan who relies on past content from the original creators for years, seeing the creator in person is a luxury. So, all those carefully planned schemes were immediately forgotten by Lu Xiaomi after meeting Chen Fu in person.
My baby, Mommy has finally seen you!
The internet-savvy mother scrutinized her eldest son for a long time before realizing she had left him standing. She quickly pointed to the sofa, gesturing for Chen Fu to sit down. Lu Xiaomi's hands trembled slightly with excitement, her finger seemingly pointing towards the red wine on the coffee table, intended as a welcome gift for Lu Yu.
Chen Fu paused for a few seconds, then readily picked up the red wine and poured two glasses.
She always carried a fragile vulnerability, as if she might vanish in an instant. The way she poured wine was like a puppet on a string, passively accepting everything. This aloofness might stem from her weary body and mind. Today, she was a guest in a live-streaming sales session, trying on various styles of fur coats. The host asked her with a smile what she used to do, and after receiving her answer, she gave a meaningful "oh," and then asked when she last appeared on stage.
Two years ago.
Chen Fu heard her own answer.
Her narrow eyes swept over Lu Xiaomi indifferently, following the dim light and shadow in the room. The bright red wine lingered on her soft lips. Chen Fu only took a small sip, and her eyes and brows showed a hint of drunkenness.
Chen Fu didn't want to drink at the moment, but her agent said this was her last chance.
The new CEO, Mr. Lu, seems to really like her.
So, with trembling hands, she poured herself another glass. Chen Fu held the cold stemmed wine glass and clinked it with Lu Xiaomi's, saying, "Congratulations, President Lu."
She stared blankly at the person in front of her in silence, wondering what she could possibly love about him.
Then give her whatever you want.
Her voice unconsciously carried a hint of weariness, yet her face remained oblivious. Lu Xiaomi was used to seeing her expression like this, as if she had never truly appreciated her own beauty. Similarly, Chen Fu had never truly acknowledged her exhaustion. But weariness and haggardness do not disappear through indifference. The wine glass was held gently in her palm with two fingers, and the next moment, it fell to the ground with her limp hand.
The crimson liquid turned into deep red wine stains on Lu Xiaomi's clothes. Chen Fu stood there for a moment, then slid off the sofa and knelt in front of Lu Xiaomi.
The atmosphere in the office suddenly became erotic. Chen Fu's slender hands cupped Lu Xiaomi's clothes, gradually moving upwards along the damp fabric. The ambiguity transformed into tangible sparks, becoming waves of heat spreading across Chen Fu's face. Clutching a tissue, she wiped Lu Xiaomi's face hastily, as if trying to salvage the situation. The lingering wine residue resembled rolling red waves on her fingertips. Chen Fu knelt on the floor, her hands resting loosely on Lu Xiaomi's knees.
She said to Mr. Lu, "I'm so sorry, it must be very expensive."
The fishtail halter dress bloomed like a vibrant flower on the carpet. Her blank expression was replaced by a surge of emotion. She was like a mermaid just pulled from the water, her body still damp with cool moisture, eagerly seeking a warm embrace because of the cold.
Lu Xiaomi swallowed hard.
"I will definitely compensate you, in whatever way, in whatever situation, however I wish."
His words were sincere and earnest, as if they could be picked up at will.
The heat traveled from her heart to her limbs and bones. Her slightly disordered breathing and mental state made it impossible for Lu Xiaomi to see the expression on the face of the person in front of her—Chen Fu's face seemed to be covered by a thin, almost imperceptible mist, leaving only a pair of docile eyes.
It makes you want to kiss it.
Lu Xiaomi could hear her own heartbeat.
*
It is known that Lu Xiaomi is a lace.
It is also known that Chen Fu is a great beauty who is on her side.
Furthermore, it is known that Lu Xiaomi's hormone levels are normal and she does not suffer from frigidity.
Ke Lu Xiaomi is a mom fan!
Having been single for over twenty years, Lu Xiaomi had never encountered such a grand scene. After being swept over by Chen Fu's big, sparkling eyes, no matter what the person in front of her said, the dizzy Lu Xiaomi would nod in agreement.
This idea was clearly insufficient to resolve the farce before them. Under Chen Fu's intense gaze, Lu Xiaomi gave a soft "hmm".
She wanted to say that you don't need to pay for my clothes. On the contrary, I will give you a lot of things that you couldn't get before, whether it's a stage, resources, or anything else you want.
But as soon as she opened her mouth, she felt a sharp pain in her lips and tongue, and the feeling of being restrained spread up her skin. Lu Xiaomi felt like she was trapped in place, and the cold, mechanical female voice of 0505 sounded again.
"Warning, warning, the host's cumulative OOC level has exceeded the limit."
As if frozen in place, Lu Xiaomi felt a chill from the inside out.
"The punishment of stripping away consciousness, begin now."
Her consciousness gradually blurred amidst the changes unfolding before her eyes. The feeling of her consciousness being gradually stripped away was unpleasant. She struggled to bite her lower lip, hoping the pain would bring her a moment of clarity.
This punishment came at just the right time...
The taste of rust filled her mouth, and in a daze, she saw herself mercilessly sweep Chen Fu's hand away.
"You don't need to pull these low-down tricks on me."
Lu Yu leaned back on the sofa, his hands impatiently folded together.
"I only value the little bit of capital you still have as an artist."