Huayu: Just entered the industry, and was pursued by a young actress.

Yang Mi stood at the door, exuding charm. She wore a trench coat with the belt casually tied and the neckline slightly open, revealing her fair skin.

Inside, she wore a close-fitting white thin sweater, revealing her slender neck and a delicate collarbone.

Beneath the sweater, her figure was full and rounded, plump and upright, rising and falling gently with the rhythm of her breathing.

Below was a black bodycon mini skirt, with thin black stockings covering her legs.

She wore light makeup and bright red lipstick, which, combined with her delicate features, made her stand there as radiant as a flame.

Zhou Jin was stunned and pleasantly surprised when she saw how beautiful Yang Mi was.

"Why are you here?"

Yang Mi leaned against the door frame, a slight smile playing on her lips, and said, "The filming schedule isn't too tight lately. There's something going on at the studio in Yanjing, so I came over to handle it personally."

Actually, Yang Mi wasn't telling the truth.

Originally, her assistant was supposed to be in Yanjing on business, but she insisted on taking on the task herself.

In order to squeeze out these two days, she volunteered to catch up on the filming schedule and worked overtime for four or five days in a row. She slept very little each day, and her skin got worse.

She didn't want to admit it, but after Zhou Jin left Hengdian, she actually started missing him.

She wasn't originally this kind of person.

When it comes to relationships, she has never felt that work is more important.

But for some reason, Zhou Jin just wouldn't leave her mind, popping up every now and then.

She herself didn't know why she did it.

Yang Mi looked at the stunned Zhou Jin and raised an eyebrow: "What, not welcome?"

"Welcome." Zhou Jin smiled brightly.

Yang Mi took a step forward, stood on tiptoe, and planted a kiss on his cheek. Her lips were warm and soft, and she gently touched his face before withdrawing them.

"A gift for our first meeting."

Then Yang Mi's gaze passed over Zhou Jin's shoulder and fell on the women's shoes laid out on the floor in the entryway.

Yang Mi's smile vanished.

She stared at the shoes for two seconds, her expression gradually turning cold, and a sharp pain shot through her heart, as if someone had stabbed her with a needle.

She was working overtime on set, but she still managed to squeeze in time to come to Yanjing, wanting to give him a surprise.

But Zhou Jin was lying to her.

What she can't stand the most is being deceived.

Yang Mi stood there for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and turned to leave expressionlessly.

Zhou Jin instinctively reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"Listen to my excuses... no, listen to my explanation."

Yang Mi turned around and looked at him coldly.

Zhou Jin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If they can hold on, it means there's still room for maneuver.

He really didn't want to lose Yang Mi.

He knew very well that Yang Mi deserved a lot of credit for getting the role of Ling Yue in "Swords of Legends".

Everything went smoothly on set; no one made things difficult for him. Not only were his scenes not cut, but they were actually more than in the original script, partly because Yang Mi was protecting him.

Moreover, and most importantly, after spending so much time together, he has genuinely started to like Yang Mi.

He knows Yang Mi too well—a strong, domineering, and assertive woman who always wants to take the initiative.

Especially on the night they parted, she, such a proud person, was actually willing to go to that extent for him.

She had already tolerated too much by making the proud Yang Mi lower her head and bite him.

"Come to my room." Zhou Jin looked into her eyes and said seriously, "I'll explain."

Yang Mi took a deep breath, wanting to shake off Zhou Jin's arm, but hesitated for a moment and then followed Zhou Jin's hand to his room.

She actually had no grounds for anger, nor any excuse to be angry.

After all, when Zhou Jin came to them, the two of them had already made things clear.

They only address the other person's physical needs, without discussing romance or feelings.

So when Dilraba liked Zhou Jin and even actively pursued him, she didn't interfere and even acquiesced.

Bang.

Zhou Jin closed the door and explained earnestly, "Remember when I mentioned the head of the fan club?"

"She's a freshman at Beijing Film Academy. Last time, she flew a thousand kilometers to Hengdian to see me."

"When I came to Yanjing this time, she invited me to dinner again. She and her best friend rented a three-bedroom apartment, and they were short one person. I couldn't find a suitable place, so I moved in."

Looking into Zhou Jin's eyes, Yang Mi could naturally tell whether he was lying.

After hearing the explanation, her shoulders relaxed slightly, and she regained her usual calm and assertive demeanor.

"You specifically moved here to share an apartment, what, you have feelings for this fan?"

Zhou Jin looked at her honestly: "Sister Mi, I'm not lying to you, she's very beautiful, and I do have feelings for her. But we're innocent right now."

"Where's Reba?"

"Dilraba is so beautiful, I'm interested in her too."

Yang Mi: "..."

This was the first time she had ever met such an openly scumbag.

She was so open and honest that she took it all for granted.

"Is there anything else?"

Zhou Jin's gaze was frank: "Li Yitong, I mentioned to you before, she went to Yu Zheng's place for an audition, and then joined the cast of 'The Return of the Condor Heroes' to play Guo Fu."

She remembered.

The character Guo Fu is quite important in "The Return of the Condor Heroes".

That young girl is definitely not simple; she managed to win over Guo Fu in one go.

Yang Mi looked at Zhou Jin, speechless.

Is this person a succubus?

So what? He's a bit taller, a bit more handsome, has a better presence, better acting skills, and a bit more humorous...

What's so good about it?

How come she didn't know?

How come he attracts so many girls wherever he goes?

Seeing that Yang Mi's anger had subsided considerably, Zhou Jin shifted her position and sat down next to her.

Their bodies touched.

Yang Mi moved to the side in disgust.

Zhou Jin reached out and hugged her, then lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Yang Mi struggled a few times, pushing against his chest with her hands, but the more she struggled, the weaker her strength became. As she pushed, her hands wrapped around Zhou Jin's neck, and she was completely immersed in the kiss.

Yang Mi felt Zhou Jin's hands becoming increasingly inappropriate, and suddenly snapped out of her daze. She pushed him away, her cheeks flushed, and said angrily, "Didn't you say Meng Ziyi was next door?"

"The soundproofing is excellent; you can't hear anything."

"That won't work either."

"Sister Mi." Zhou Jin looked at Yang Mi's blushing cheeks, messy hair, and evasive eyes, and lowered her voice, "Do you know how tempting you are right now? I can't resist."

"That won't work either. Let's go to the hotel." Yang Mi said seriously.

The more Yang Mi refused and the more embarrassed she became, the more excited Zhou Jin became.

Zhou Jin stared intently into Yang Mi's eyes, his gaze burning, and then lowered his head to kiss her lips again: "Sister Mi, really. The soundproofing is really good, and all three rooms have their own bathrooms, so there won't be any noise."

"It still doesn't work..."

Although Yang Mi still refused, her tone clearly softened.

Zhou Jin didn't give her a chance to speak and kissed her again.

Yang Mi was still resisting, but her eyes were filled with infatuation, and her resistance was becoming weaker.

She has a fatal attraction for Zhou Jin.

But Zhou Jin also held a fatal attraction for her.

Zhou Jin said gently, "Sister Mi, we've been apart for so long."

Zhou Jin paused for a moment, then extended her hand and said with a smile:

"And Sister Honey has already..."

Yang Mi stared at Zhou Jin's hand, her eyes widening, her cheeks flushing red, her gaze urgent and flustered.

"Don't tell!"