cked up the phone."What else do you want Isn't it enough that you've already tormented me! Jiang Chuan, you bastard!" Sophie cried out in anguish, unable to contain her pain.It's over! My life is over...He gritted his teeth and recorded a bit, Yang Ning couldn't help but look at An Tianxiang several times in the middle. Surprisingly, his expression was only slightly displeased, but he never uttered a word to stop him or find fault.

"Alright, let's take a break for now. Yang Ning, adjust your emotions, you're not engaged enough." Meow Miao said.

The assistant director, who watched Yang Ning's entire performance, obviously felt she was a bit nervous. Although she performed the shyness of a young girl seeing her crush for the first time, it lacked a sense of attachment.

"Uh-huh, I got it."

After accepting the director's criticism, Yang Ning lightly closed her eyes and took a breath. Across from her, An Tianxiang beckoned her over.

In front of others, Yang Ning always tried not to appear as enthusiastic as Tian Xiang did. She lowered her eyes, thought for a moment, and walked over to sit a little distance away from him.

"Are you sitting so far away"

Just now when I was in the yard, no one else was around, Yang Ning acted quite familiar with me. But here, he treats me like a stranger.

At the thought of this, he couldn't help but get a little angry. His voice became three points colder.

Seeing that he was unhappy, Yang Ning shifted her gaze. She glanced around at the others who were eating at the table and, ignoring An Tianxiang's words, made an excuse to go to the restroom.

An Tianxiang's face grew increasingly dark as he heard the door to the private room close. He glanced at Yang Qingfeng and saw that he had been staring in this direction, his expression calm and indifferent. An Tianxiang couldn't understand what Yang Ning was up to.

Could there be something else going on between Yang Ning and him that he doesn't know about

Suspicions arose, but just then his phone rang. He lowered his head and opened it, only to see Yang Ning's message displayed on the screen.

"Come out, come out, there are too many people inside."

Looking at the content on the screen, An Tianxiang pursed his lips, feeling a nameless heaviness in his heart, as if he was her unspoken words.

She can act as a couple with Yang Qingfeng on television, but she's not even willing to sit together and have dinner with me.

An Tianxiang was obviously displeased. He gave Yang Qingfeng, who was completely oblivious, a cold stare with his eyes, suppressed all the emotions on his body, and stood up to walk outside.

As soon as he stepped out the door, Yang Ning suddenly appeared in the corridor. He grabbed his hand and swiftly darted him into the other empty private room, flipping on the light inside.

Under the dim lighting, An Tianxiang's amber eyes seemed to hold the grandeur of the setting sun, reflecting Yang Ning's slightly awkward expression.

"What are you bringing me here for Is there anything we can't say inside"

An Tianxiang originally just wanted her to have dinner with him, instead of sneaking around like this.

He raised an eyebrow, his face taut as he stared at Yang Ning, waiting for her answer.

Hearing this, Yang Ning also knew that this kind of petty behavior would definitely anger An Tianxiang. She stepped forward a few steps, lifted her face, concealed all her nervousness, tiptoed, and forcefully tugged at his tie, her soft red lips pressing against his cheek.

The warm touch felt like a caress, the only difference being the faint breath tickling his face.

Holding the delicate woman in front of him, An Tianxiang felt his unease lessen considerably, replaced by a growing, uncontrollable desire.

Could this be the way she thought to soothe her troubled emotions

An Tianxiang had to say it was very effective. His self-immolation, which brought him great pleasure.

His eyes darkened, and An Tianxiang ignored the deepening blush on Yang Ning's cheeks. His rough hand cunningly slid under her clothes, a silky smooth sensation softening his whole body in an instant.

He gazed at Yang Ning's hazy eyes, his crimson thin lips moving in a hoarse whisper: "Yang Ning, do you know what you're playing with"

Lifting her face, Yang Ning's consciousness was ignited by his hands, and even her thoughts became muddled. At this moment, she couldn't understand what An Tianxiang was saying; she was only following her instincts.

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