A writer has arrived in the Chinese entertainment industry.

Su Liu glanced out the window and saw Mao Xiaotong on the terrace not far away, with her back to everyone, answering a phone call.

Although separated by glass, judging from her tense shoulders and constantly undulating back, the conversation was clearly not going well.

When Su Liu walked up behind her, he heard her urgent yet helpless tone.

"I already said, the crew's wrap party is tonight, I can't leave! Don't say anything more."

"What does it have to do with him? Why are you so suspicious all the time?"

"I've said it a hundred times, they only signed me because they value my expertise!"

"How can you think my professional skills are so insignificant?"

"This is my job, my career. Why should I listen to you!"

"I don't want to talk anymore, I'm hanging up."

As soon as she finished speaking, she abruptly turned off the screen and let out a long, suffocating sigh into the night.

"What? Your boyfriend?" The voice that suddenly appeared behind her startled her.

Mao Xiaotong turned around abruptly, and after recognizing Su Liu, she patted her chest and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Teacher Su, you're so scary."

"You were too focused on the phone and weren't on guard." Su Liu walked to her side and casually leaned against the railing.

He turned his head, a mischievous smile in his eyes: "Did you argue with your boyfriend? I love watching people argue, tell me about it."

Mao Xiaotong was so choked that she opened her mouth wide, her round eyes filled with disbelief.

"Your hobby is really disgusting."

"What? You can't possibly dislike it, right?" Su Liu spread her hands confidently. "They argue, you see? A lot of screenwriters don't know how to write conflict, so they just have the main characters argue. They know everyone loves to watch that."

Mao Xiaotong twitched the corners of her mouth, forcing a forced smile, "But nobody wants to argue in front of others, right?"

"That's true." Su Liu nodded seriously. "If someone likes to argue and likes to argue in front of others, then that person is really a pervert."

"You're pretty much the same kind of person who likes to watch!"

Huh? Wait a minute, how did we suddenly get onto this topic? Mao Xiaotong felt a bit confused.

"So, your boyfriend still doesn't want you to sign with our company?"

Su Liu's sudden shift in topic caught her off guard.

"No...no."

"I heard it from Xiao Liu. Why did he object? If it's just out of male pride, isn't that a bit too willful?"

"He... he just doesn't understand my situation..." Mao Xiaotong stammered, then immediately changed the subject, "Teacher Su, even a genius like you certainly wouldn't understand."

"You're talking nonsense, I know everything."

"Knowing everything...that's a bit much." She chuckled dryly, her gaze drifting into the night. "The period after my graduation was the most anxious time of my life. I didn't know how to get acting roles, you know?"

"Hmm... I guess I can understand." Su Liu changed the subject, "Has no agency approached you to sign?"

Mao Xiaotong was both amused and exasperated. "Don't reopen old wounds!"

"Okay, so what happened next?"

"During that time, I was constantly running around to different film sets. I didn't have money to pay the rent, and I had to rely on my mother to send me living expenses. Later, I finally got a small supporting role, but I didn't feel that sense of 'ah, my life is finally on the right track' at all."

"Why? Is the role too small?"

"I'm lucky to have any acting opportunities! How could I possibly complain?" Mao Xiaotong rolled her eyes and pouted helplessly. "It's because I'll be unemployed again after filming wraps up. For me, graduation equals unemployment, and wrapping up filming also means unemployment."

Su Liu began to regret bringing up the topic. He had no idea how to respond to such a question, and could only awkwardly squeeze out, "Well, you've done quite well these past two years, haven't you?"

Mao Xiaotong turned her head and looked at him seriously. "Teacher Su, your comforting words were too perfunctory."

Su Liu coughed lightly to cover up her embarrassment, "But you've played some outstanding supporting roles, haven't any agencies approached you yet?"

"Actually...yes, yes." Mao Xiaotong suddenly became shy, her eyes darting around. "It's just because of relationship issues, so...you know, female celebrities, when they're in a relationship..."

She immediately put on a bright smile and quickly added, "So I'm really, really grateful that Revive Culture chose me, truly!"

"Wow, I didn't expect you to be the kind of person who would give up your career for a relationship."

"No, it's not that. I just want to live a stable life. So Chen Xiang doesn't understand how happy I am when a company is willing to sign me."

As she spoke, she reached out and gently patted Su Liu's shoulder. "Hey, boss, you're not going to make me lose my job, are you?"

Su Liu stroked his chin and said in a pretentious tone, "Well, not necessarily. Our company might go bankrupt next year."

"Please, please don't let the company go bankrupt!"

Su Liu laughed heartily, "I'll go in first."

"Okay, I'll stay a little longer."

Suddenly a gust of cold wind swept in, and Mao Xiaotong instinctively shivered, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably.

The weather in the South is unpredictable; the temperature drops without warning, catching people off guard with its sudden cold.

Just as she was about to retreat to the private room, a large black down jacket, warm to the touch, was draped over her shoulders.

Mao Xiaotong was stunned for a moment.

A pair of hands gently landed on her shoulders, and Su Liu's voice came from behind her, "You northerners aren't used to the weather in the south, are you?"

She snapped out of her daze, tightened her down jacket around her shoulders, and teased, "Teacher Su, you're so nice to all the girls."

"Then you've misunderstood me!" Su Liu said frankly, "I'm only nice to pretty girls."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around gracefully, as if to leave.

Before he could even take a step, he suddenly felt a cool touch on his wrist.

"No way." Su Liu was taken aback at first, then his mind raced. What does this mean?

Although she was used to women throwing themselves at her, she didn't seem like the kind of person who would act impulsively.

Su Liu turned his head and slowly moved his gaze from the hand that was tightly gripping his wrist to Mao Xiaotong's face.

"What am I doing!" Mao Xiaotong was terrified by her own actions. For a moment, she was as if she had been bewitched, and by the time she came to her senses, her hand was already outstretched.

But amidst the panic, she felt a strange sense of excitement. She had never felt this way before; tension, anticipation, fear, and a sense of absurdity all intertwined.

She wanted to pull her hand away and make a joke to get rid of him. But she slowly moved closer to him, becoming addicted to this uncontrollable pleasure.

Su Liu lowered his eyes and watched as Mao Xiaotong, like a malfunctioning robot, awkwardly and stiffly stretched out her hands and slowly wrapped them around his waist.

"I'm not at all at ease," Su Liu blurted out.

Mao Xiaotong's chest heaved, and she sighed silently. She tilted her head back and stared intently into Su Liu's eyes.

"Teacher Su, perhaps it's best to keep quiet at a time like this."

As soon as she finished speaking, she stood on tiptoe, shifted her weight upwards, and leaned in without saying a word.

Damn it, I got kissed by a woman again. Su Liu cursed inwardly! No way! How can I let women get away with it every time? This time I have to take the initiative.

"Let's skip the meal."

Su Liu squeezed out these words during a break in their kiss, then pulled her back to the hotel room.