China Entertainment’s rescue plan is hard to come by

Chapter 927 That swimsuit!

In March, Bali is bathed in an almost extravagantly generous sunshine, which penetrates the clear blue sky and envelops the Bulgari Resort's most luxurious ocean-view villas in a warm, golden glow.

The infinity pool, bathed in the perfect warmth of the sun, reflects the blue of the sky and the green of the trees on both sides, like a flowing jewel.

Sun Yi lay half-reclined on a white beach chair by the pool, his gaze fixed on the laptop screen in his hand. The villa was peaceful and serene, with only the rustling of the sea breeze through the palm leaves and the occasional soft sound of water flowing in the pool.

Today is the last day of his honeymoon with Liu Yifei. They've done most of their fun, and their friends, who aren't as free as the couple, have all left early. So they're just resting at the villa to recharge before getting back to work.

Sun Yi was reviewing the company's briefings for the past period.

"Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons" surpasses 1 billion yuan at the box office, Stephen Chow creates another legend, and the Spring Festival film season officially kicks off; Starry Sky's projects this year are progressing smoothly, and the directors have all arranged their respective filming schedules; a minor contract dispute with a certain partner has been personally handled by Guo Ming, and so on.
The content was varied but concise, allowing him to understand it at a glance and keep track of all kinds of affairs in the company, even from thousands of miles away.

Sun Yi swiped his finger and flipped to Liu Xiaowei's public relations section, his eyebrows twitching almost imperceptibly.

Sure enough, it was the same entertainment industry he knew. He and his wife were on their honeymoon for about half a month when another big scandal broke out: Dong Bailian and Wang Dazhi.

This Spring Festival, the most miserable person in the entertainment circle should be Dong Bailian. Judging from the current results, she has been completely disgraced. However, it is her own fault and she deserves it.

In early March, Zhuo Wei, the top paparazzi in the Chinese entertainment industry, released photos of her and Wang Dazhi kissing passionately in Hainan, confirming the rumors of their affair.

If it were just that, it wouldn't be a big deal. Isn't it normal for men and women to be in love? Celebrities are human too.

The problem is that both of them have families; otherwise, how could it be considered infidelity?

Last October, Dong Bailian's divorce from Lao Pan caused a great stir. In her divorce statement, she righteously accused Pan Yueming of domestic violence, gambling and other heinous acts, which caused Pan Yueming's public image to plummet instantly.

Now, just a few months later, rumors of her affair with Wang Dazhi have surfaced.

The key is that some things, slander is slander, and cannot stand scrutiny. Netizens followed this line of investigation and found that the two had many intimate and affectionate interactions on Weibo as early as the beginning of 2012, and were also photographed meeting in private on multiple occasions. However, none of these interactions were as blatant or as conclusive as this one.

Now, the evidence is irrefutable, and netizens are overwhelmingly condemning the two.

Even under such public condemnation, Wang Dazhi, who was both a third party and had his own family, seemed to show no remorse whatsoever.

He even went so far as to ask: "I don't regret what I did, I just feel sorry for Dong Jie and her parents, that I didn't protect her well, and I hope that netizens will stop harassing and insulting Dong Jie..."

This move truly stunned Sun Yi. Good heavens, so you two are actually each other's true love?!
Sun Yi was engrossed in watching when a soft splash from the pool in front of him broke the tranquility of the villa.

Liu Yifei emerged from the water like a nimble white fish, her long, wet hair casually tossing behind her, leaving a trail of glistening water droplets.

The three-piece bikini she wore perfectly accentuated her figure, and water droplets rolled down her smooth skin, reflecting an alluring sheen in the sunlight.

She gently wiped the water off her face, took a deep breath, and saw her husband staring intently at the computer screen by the pool. Her pink lips immediately pouted slightly in dissatisfaction.

I've been swimming for ages and still haven't seen anyone come down. Is it because the computer looks better than me?
What a waste of the clothes I specially chose!

She pushed herself up the pool wall with both hands, gracefully stepped ashore, tidied her hair, and walked barefoot across the wet tiles to Sun Yi's recliner in a few steps.

Ignoring the fact that she was covered in sweat, she naturally sat down next to him, her cool, damp arm touching his warm skin.

"What are you looking at so intently? Are you more interesting than looking at me?"

Liu Yifei's voice carried a slight pant from her recent exercise and a hint of coquettish dissatisfaction.

It was the last day of our honeymoon, and I was planning to spend some quality time with my husband as a reward for his good behavior. But he was so clueless.

Liu Yifei leaned closer, resting her chin on Sun Yi's shoulder, her wet hair deliberately brushing against his neck, her gaze curiously fixed on the tablet screen.

Sun Yi was startled by her sudden closeness, his nose filled with the fresh scent of her body, a mixture of pool steam and her delicate fragrance. The text and gossip on the briefing instantly lost their appeal, becoming utterly dull.

He chuckled helplessly, turned his head as if to say something to her, but his gaze was involuntarily drawn to the girl's ample bosom.

The bikini fabric was pitifully thin, and once soaked, it clung tightly to the skin, revealing every curve and cleavage, her flat stomach and a pair of sleek, white legs that were dazzling to behold.

Damn it, what are you doing reading these briefings and gossip?!

Sun Yi felt like punching himself right now.

Seeing her husband's remorseful look, Liu Yifei secretly rejoiced. It seemed that she still had a firm grasp on disciplining her husband.

My husband is great in every way, except that he's sometimes too much of a "visual animal".

His own costumes, and what kind of aristocratic family he was from.
Oh my, just thinking about it makes me blush.

Take the outfit she's wearing right now, for example. If it weren't for the villa's excellent privacy, with no outsiders within a hundred meters, she would never dare to wear it.

"What are you looking at? Once you miss that village, you won't find another one!"

"Wow, the renovation went quite well, that's the idea." "No, Sisi, I got completely absorbed in the company's briefing and some recent domestic news."

Sun Yi offered a weak explanation.

Liu Yifei gave Sun Yi a coquettish glare, her attention then drawn to the computer screen. The more she looked, the wider her eyes widened, and before long, her mouth was agape, looking utterly incredulous.

The screen displayed a screenshot summarizing public opinion about Dong Bailian and Wang Dazhi, including a somewhat blurry but striking photo of them kissing passionately.

Liu Yifei's delicate eyebrows gradually furrowed, and her expression became increasingly strange, a mixture of disbelief and pure disgust, as if she had seen something unclean.

Yes, it's like seeing shit.

"Oh my god, how could I be so foolish? Even if I were to cheat, I should at least find someone decent-looking! This... this, how could I possibly do that!"

Sun Yi: ? ? ?
A crisp, light "snap" sound.

Sun Yi's hand slapped Liu Yifei's firm, pert buttocks lightly, with a hint of punishment, instantly interrupting her thoughtless and dangerous remark.

"Where is your focus? Is it whether your cheating partner is handsome or not? What, is it enough if he's handsome?"

"Hiss—" Liu Yifei was caught off guard and let out a soft cry, suddenly shrinking her neck and tightly pursing her lips like a frightened little animal.

She covered the spot where she had just been slapped, turned her head, and glared at Sun Yi with her wet, phoenix-shaped eyes, looking accusing.

At first, I was a little resentful, wondering why they hit me.

But gradually, when I thought about my thoughtless remarks, I became less confident and even started to feel guilty.

It seems, it appears, that infidelity is the biggest problem!
Liu Yifei's lips curled up slightly, her eyes shifted from resentment to grievance, and finally to a hint of ingratiation. She gently rubbed her toes against Sun Yi's calf, blinking her eyes.

"Honey~! You were wrong~"

Here we go again!

Sun Yi was speechless. He could only glare at her irritably and say with a wry smile, "What kind of ridiculous comparison is this? Can you even put these things together? Just because someone is handsome doesn't mean they can cheat."

Liu Yifei wrinkled her nose cutely at her husband and snorted, "Oh, you know that's not what I meant. I just spoke without thinking. Don't say that to me again."

After saying that, she leaned softly into Sun Yi's arms, even adjusting herself a couple of times to find the most comfortable position, then grabbed the laptop and scribbled randomly: "Wow! 'Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons' has already surpassed one billion? Stephen Chow is amazing, but... he's still not as good as my husband!"

Got it!
A wave of emotional value arrived immediately, completely overwhelming Sun Yi.

He could only shake his head and chuckle, putting his arm around Liu Yifei's cool, smooth shoulders and watching with her.

As the sun gradually set, the two had dinner at the restaurant and then strolled on the beach in the golden-red sunset.

The two held hands, Sun Yi walked on the beach, while Liu Yifei insisted on stepping on the waves, kicking up a few sprays of water every now and then.

Seeing his wife acting like a child, Sun Yi suddenly burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Liu Yifei looked back against the backdrop of the setting sun, her whole body seemingly bathed in a golden glow.

“Looking at you, I suddenly remembered when we were filming ‘You Are the Apple of My Eye’.” Sun Yi’s voice carried the gentle texture of memories. “The last scene was also at the beach. You were playing around while filming, and you were wading in the waves just like that. You haven’t changed at all.”

Liu Yifei's ears turned slightly red, as if she was also recalling the happy times of the past.

Sun Yi smiled and said, "I remember that day, you were wearing a pink one-piece swimsuit, quite conservative, with your hair in two braids. It was soaked through by the seawater and stuck to your face; you looked so silly."

His voice was deep, carrying a vivid imagery. As Liu Yifei listened to his description, her cheeks flushed, as if bathed in the glow of the setting sun. She gently turned around, resting her chin on Sun Yi's chest, her toes unconsciously dipping into the lukewarm water, gently paddling.

Silence filled the two of them, but it wasn't awkward at all; instead, it was filled with a sweet nostalgia and intimacy.

After a while, just when Sun Yi thought she was too shy to respond, he heard the person in his arms hum softly, almost inaudibly, into the evening breeze and the sound of the waves:
"That swimsuit."

Sun Yi didn't hear clearly and subconsciously hummed in response.

Liu Yifei's face turned even redder, as if she had made a great decision. She suddenly raised her head, glanced at him quickly, and then lowered her eyes again. Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, yet clear enough:
"That swimsuit... I... I brought it with me in a hidden compartment of my suitcase, and you... you didn't even notice."

The moment the words left his mouth, Sun Yi's arms around her suddenly stiffened.

He slowly lowered his head, looking incredulously at the woman in his arms who was practically burying herself in his chest.

Her long eyelashes trembled violently, and a blush spread from her cheeks to her ears, neck, and even her bare shoulders were tinged with a faint pink.

The waves are exceptionally gentle tonight.

(End of this chapter)