The Heiress's Game

When Nan Zhenquan knocked on the door and came in, Bai Junze was standing next to Gu Yunjin's desk, holding a cup of coffee that Li Chunjing had just brought in.

Nan Zhenquan nodded to Gu Yunjin first, then turned to Bai Junze, his posture neither humble nor arrogant, and extended his hand with a smile.

"Mr. Bai, it's an honor to meet you. I didn't have a chance to greet you privately at the engagement party last time, but I finally have the opportunity today."

I am Nan Zhenquan, Mr. Gu's professional manager.

Bai Junze put down his coffee cup and shook hands with him. "President Nan, thank you for taking care of Yun Jin."

"Not at all, it's my pleasure." Nan Zhenquan smiled, confirmed the work arrangements for tomorrow with Gu Yunjin, and then naturally retreated to the door.

"Then I won't bother you any longer, Mr. Gu, Mr. Bai, please continue with your work."

The office fell silent again.

Bai Junze sat down on the sofa and gently pulled Gu Yunjin's wrist: "Come here for a moment."

Gu Yunjin glanced down at him, raised an eyebrow, and didn't move.

Bai Junze applied a little force and pulled her closer to him.

She followed the force and sat sideways on his lap, one hand on his shoulder.

Bai Junze tilted his head slightly and gently kissed her lips.

His lips still carried the lingering bitterness of coffee and the aroma of milk. The pressure he applied to her lips was light and restrained, as if confirming her reaction.

Gu Yunjin tightened her grip on his shoulder slightly in response.

Bai Junze's other hand slid from her side to her lower back, pulling her closer to him, about to deepen the kiss—

There was a knock on the door.

It wasn't a tentative tap, but a rapid and rhythmic one, and Li Chunjing's voice came through.

"Miss Gu, something has happened."

Gu Yunjin stood up from Bai Junze's lap, straightened her clothes, and walked behind the desk to sit down.

The entire movement was fluid and natural, and his expression had already switched back to work mode.

Bai Junze leaned back on the sofa, picked up his coffee cup and took another sip, acting as if nothing had happened.

"Come in."

Li Chunjing pushed open the door and came in, her expression a mixture of anxiety and helplessness.

"The male celebrity with the highest status is the one who just won the Best Actor award at the TV Drama Awards last month. This afternoon, we were supposed to film the scene of his first meeting with a female guest who is not a celebrity."

The directing team, camera crew, and lighting team were all in place, and the female guest was also ready and waiting, but he refused to get out of the van, saying that he had to use his own makeup artist and not the team we hired.

Our makeup artist, Sister Fei, has been waiting on site for four or five hours. We've said all sorts of nice things, but she just won't come out.

The director personally knocked on the car door, and he only said one thing—no filming would begin unless the makeup artist was changed.

She paused, took a deep breath, and said, "The other celebrity guests are all watching from the side."

If this loophole is opened, everyone will follow suit, and the filming will completely spiral out of control.

After listening, Gu Yunjin simply sighed softly; she really had to go.

"These celebrities, really. The rules were just set at the meeting today, and less than two hours later someone jumped out and broke them."

"Interested in coming with me?" Gu Yunjin's tone carried a hint of teasing.

"What are you going to do?" Bai Junze asked knowingly.

"Go and put an end to this unhealthy trend. Let those people who bring their own screenwriters and makeup artists see who's in charge in Xingyao's production team."

Bai Junze picked up the car keys from the table, walked over to her, and reached out to straighten the collar of her coat.

"Let's go watch my wife dominate the battlefield."