Work finished at one in the morning. Xue Chengcheng returned to her room, shoulders drooping with exhaustion. Reaching her current status in two years was not only due to the company’s help or luck, but definitely inseparable from her own efforts. She was very dedicated to her acting, never used a body double, and completed even the hardest actions herself. Director Zhang became increasingly satisfied with her, admitting he misjudged her at first. In an era where special effects and body doubles are rampant, Xue Chengcheng is a breath of fresh air in the entertainment industry. If she perseveres, her efforts will certainly be rewarded. Plus, her young age and exquisite acting skills mean her future is limitless. "Xiao Hong, go back and rest." Xue Chengcheng lay on the bed, exhausted. Xiao Hong checked the room’s windows, covered Xue Chengcheng with a blanket, and cautiously closed the door before leaving. Xue Chengcheng turned over, got down from the bed, walked to the door, pressed her ear against it and listened for a moment, then went over to her bag and took out a small pinhole camera, thinking for a moment before hiding it in the flower pot in the corner, where the broad leaves perfectly concealed it. After a round in the room, she finally lay down on the bed assured. The hallway was quiet; soon, a person peeked around and came out. The person had long hair draped over their shoulders, wrapped in an ankle-length robe, looked around, then walked to the innermost room and gently knocked on the door. While knocking, they carefully looked around. "Who?" A clear voice sounded from inside the door. The woman steadied herself, softly and gently said, "It’s me." With a "swish," the door opened. A man in casual clothing stood there, tall and graceful, with no sign of sleepiness, as if he were ready to go out at any moment. The man frowned slightly. Mona shyly lowered her head, "I can’t sleep. I want to discuss some scenes with Mr. Dong, would that be alright, Mr. Dong...?" She’s just an extra; her parts are already done. What scenes need discussing in the middle of the night? The implication was obvious, she was offering herself. "Sorry, I need to rest. Miss Mo, please go back." He refused without the slightest hesitation. Mona’s face stiffened, then she showed a shy smile, under the light, her face blushing like spring sunrise, charming and seductive. "Mr. Dong, I really have something to talk to you about...." Before the words left her mouth, not giving him time to react, she quickly slipped inside. Dong Xieyou frowned, leaving the door open. He didn’t turn around, his voice turned colder, laced with an indisputable authority. "Miss Mo, please leave. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being harsh." Mona was somewhat afraid of this Dong Xieyou, but thought men are hypocritical, saying no while their bodies are honest. Thinking this, she softly smiled and stepped towards Dong Xieyou, her delicate hand gently rested on the man’s shoulder, her face even carried a smile she believed to be coquettish. Just as her fingers were about to touch the shoulder, the man suddenly raised his hand and caught her wrist, with a "click," Mona heard the sound of bone breaking, crying out in pain. The man looked at her coldly, a hint of disgust hidden deep in his eyes, like she was something filthy, and with a flick, he threw Mona out the door, "bang" the door closed in front of her. Mona rubbed her scraped elbow and got up, biting her lip. Finally, she left in defeat. Dong Xieyou flicked nonexistent dust off his clothes. He didn’t like prey that came to him willingly, especially when it was impure. Thinking for a moment, he checked the time, one o’clock in the morning. Googlᴇ search novelFɪre.net Taking out a handgun, he silently wiped it for a long time, the hour hand slowly ticking towards three, until silence fell outside, and only then did he stand up. Everything was calm, a stillness that belonged solely to the night. Just as his hand reached for the doorknob, he suddenly paused, silently stepping back and glancing around, then turned back into the room. The next morning, Xue Chengcheng looked at her large dark circles and got up. Xiao Hong handed her some photos: "These were taken secretly last night, what do you think?" Before being her assistant, Xiao Hong was a paparazzo, an expert in sneaking and stalking. After offending some people, she was kicked out and became an assistant. Xue Chengcheng casually flipped through them, not bad, worthy of her paparazzi past, the angles were cleverly chosen, stirring imagination. "Take these to Brother Cheng, personally," Xue Chengcheng instructed. Xiao Hong hesitated a moment, asking, "Miss Xue, do we really have to do this?" Xue Chengcheng shot her a sideways glance, "Do you think I want to? If I don’t do this, I’ll be the one dead immediately. The company worked hard to groom me; should it just watch me suffer? Brother Cheng understands this better than you, personally take this to the company and hand it to Brother Cheng."