spring bite mark

Chapter 22 Shift of the Flames of War
Jiang Rong subtly moved a little further in front of Jiang Manman.

In front of Yan Changye, he was incredibly timid, but on other occasions, Yan Changye became Jiang Rong's greatest source of confidence. At this moment, he looked at the unfamiliar producer: "Sir, my wife doesn't drink with others. If you need her, my bodyguards can accompany you and guarantee you'll have a great time."

As he spoke, Jiang Rong pointed towards the door.

The door to the private room was still open. In the dimly lit corridor, a dozen bodyguards moved in an orderly fashion toward the door, their chilling aura causing the private room to fall silent.

The producer's face twitched a few times, then he fell silent.

Jiang Rong then spoke to Jiang Manman: "I just booked a lounge, it's at the end of the corridor. Madam, may we go there for Miss Sena to try on clothes?"

Jiang Manman glanced around the suddenly quiet private room, then looked at Sena: "Let's go."

Sena gave Jiang Manman a complicated look and followed her to the lounge.

Jiang Rong and a group of bodyguards stood guard at the entrance to the lounge.

Jiang Manman closed the door and took out the dress: "Let's start trying it on."

Sena cooperated fully, changing her clothes while tentatively asking, "Mr. Jiang, you seem to have a very powerful background?"

"No, it's just that we happen to have a few bodyguards to make a show of things," Jiang Manman said calmly.

“In a place like the capital, there are plenty of wealthy and powerful people. Those who can afford bodyguards are not ordinary people. Last time I wanted to hire two, but my agent rejected it, saying that I'm an unknown nobody and don't need them at all.”

Jiang Manman's gaze fell on her, and she took out a special pen to mark the parts that didn't fit. She chatted with her casually: "When you reach the first or second tier, you'll naturally have a size—Miss Sena, you said D last time, I thought it would be at least B. Now the dress is too empty at the top, so it can't be shaped."

Sena: "...Can't you think of a solution?"

Jiang Manman looked at the dress that kept sliding down and said with a slightly helpless expression, "I'll design two shoulder straps for you."

Sena coughed lightly: "Um, could you add another layer of thicker, less noticeable padding to the side of the dress's chest?"

“Okay.” After finishing the details, Jiang Manman took out a picture book. “These are some blue and white porcelain designs. They will be placed on the hem of the skirt. Take a look and see which one you like best.”

Sena looked at Jiang Manman.

Today, the impressive Ms. Jiang wore a very casual pearl white sleeveless cheongsam with a relaxed apricot-colored shawl. Although it was a very simple and ordinary outfit, she exuded the gentle and warm temperament of a Jiangnan beauty.

Compared to the previous blue and white porcelain outfit, it has a different kind of charming style.

Sena sighed, "Don't ask me anymore, Mr. Jiang. Just pick it for me. My fashion sense isn't as good as yours, so what you choose will definitely be the most suitable for me."

Jiang Manman looked at her carefully for a few moments, then casually marked one of the designs: "This one will do."

When will the final product be ready?

"At the end of the month," Jiang Manman said softly, her voice gentle. "I'll arrange a final fitting for you two days before the film festival. Remember to keep your phone accessible then."

“I’ll try my best. My manager controls my phone most of the time.” Sena nodded. “Is there anything else? I have to go back to the private room to serve those bastards. If I’m late, someone else will snatch the resources.”

Jiang Manman nodded, and after she took off her dress, she carried it out the door, ready to go home.

Sena lagged half a step behind her, her eyes fixed on her. Jiang Rong keenly noticed Sena's gaze and became wary: "Miss Sena, is there anything else?"

"I just want to ask Boss Jiang, how did she cultivate that kind of elegance? I'd like to learn from her, is it too late?"

Jiang Rong paused for a moment: "First of all, you need to have a husband who dotes on you and spoils you rotten."

Sena let out a blank "Ah".

Jiang Manman glanced at Jiang Rong: "Why don't we see you being so good at teasing people in the live stream?"

Jiang Rong immediately shut up. Private Room Number 1.

Following the interlude featuring Jiang Manman, the producer has now received his own 'theme song'.

Four bodyguards stood menacingly at the door. Inside the private room, a middle-aged woman dressed in very expensive clothes glared menacingly at the film crew, gritting her teeth.

"Tell me, which shameless vixen is it that dares to seduce my husband!"

The group of people avoided eye contact. In the far corner, the producer stood obediently, constantly smiling apologetically: "Wife, you've misunderstood. I only love you and have never messed around outside."

"Misunderstanding? Would I dare come here to arrest someone without solid evidence?" The middle-aged woman sneered. "Zhou Tong, I know exactly what kind of person you are! I know that vixen is right here. If you don't hand her over voluntarily, none of you will leave here today. I'll interrogate and investigate you one by one, and if I find out anything, I'll tear you two bastards apart!"

The producer trembled, his face turning slightly pale.

Inside the private room, everyone else was bowing their heads, especially the female stars, whose legs were trembling.

Just then, Jiang Manman and Sena passed by the door one after the other.

The producer's eyes flickered, and he glanced at Jiang Manman several times, seemingly feeling guilty.

The middle-aged woman suddenly turned around!

The first thing that catches the eye is Jiang Manman's bright and beautiful face. Although her features are stunning, she also has a kind of hazy and graceful temperament, like mist and rain. Her almond eyes are aloof and untouched by worldly dust. Her bone structure is pure and noble, without any vulgarity.

She's a stunning beauty, but she's definitely not someone my good-for-nothing could ever hope to be with.

After being amazed at first glance, the middle-aged woman quickly turned her attention to Sena behind Jiang Manman. With heavy makeup and a seductive figure, she did look like her!
She immediately rushed out, raised her hand, and slapped Sena: "Oh, so that's what a slut she is!"

The next moment, the middle-aged woman's hand was restrained by the bodyguard behind Jiang Manman.

Sena looked bewildered at the middle-aged woman: "Who are you? You slapped me right off the bat. What did I do to you?"

Jiang Manman stopped, glanced at the strange atmosphere in the private room, then at the angry middle-aged woman, and frowned slightly: "What's going on?"

"You shameless vixen, pretending to be innocent here! Don't think I didn't notice the look Zhou Tong gave you just now. Today I'm going to skin you two alive!" The middle-aged woman's eyes were sharp, and her four bodyguards immediately confronted Jiang Manman's group.

Sena was no pushover either. Seeing the producer cowering on the sofa like a dog, she immediately understood what was going on: "What nonsense are you spouting! Your man invests millions in a single film, while I'm just a minor supporting actor, only getting 20,000 in my share. And you still dream of me being his mistress? Dream on!"

Jiang Rong also coldly rebuked: "Madam, if you want to cause trouble, go somewhere else. How dare you cause trouble in front of my lady? Are you tired of living?"

Jiang Manman gently gestured for Jiang Rong to be quiet, then glanced around the private room, lingering particularly on the terrified producer before turning to the middle-aged woman and asking in a clear voice, "Madam, what is your name?"

Her overly calm demeanor, along with the clearly professional-looking bodyguard behind her, inexplicably dampened the middle-aged woman's arrogance: "Sun Ning of the Sun family in the capital."

Jiang Manman said "Oh": "Sun Chengxiang's only daughter, Sun Ning?"

The middle-aged woman snorted in annoyance.

Jiang Manman sorted out her thoughts: "So, your husband is keeping a mistress, and you suspect that the mistress is my friend, based on his hints?"

"Who else could it be but her?" The middle-aged woman glanced at Sena with disdain. "She reeks of a vixen."

Jiang Manman turned her head and gave Sena a questioning look.

Sena was speechless and raised her hand to swear: "I rack my brains all day to climb the ladder of success, how could I have time to mess with such useless people!"

The words may be unpleasant to hear, but the logic is sound.

Jiang Manman understood the situation. Her expression darkened slightly as she looked at Miss Sun, but her voice remained calm: "The Sun family only has one daughter, so they took in a son-in-law. As far as I know, the Zhou family only gives this son-in-law 100,000 yuan a month in pocket money, and this son-in-law has no business sense. He loses money no matter what he does. Not only does he have no savings, but Miss Sun also has to pay off his credit card bills every month. Is that right?"

(End of this chapter)