After being dumped by the diva, I was picked up by her arch-enemy.

Gu Ruanxing's high heels clicked on the carpet in the corridor, the sound fading into the distance.

boom.

She slammed the door shut.

Jiang Yichen and Xu Zhiyou were left alone in the room again.

Xu Zhiyou looked at the closed door and couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle.

"Xingbao is too shy."

She turned her head and looked at Jiang Yichen, her eyes crinkling with a smile.

Looking at the girl with the curved eyebrows in front of him, Jiang Yichen felt a surge of guilt.

He stepped forward and placed his hands on Xu Zhiyou's shoulders.

His tone was more serious than ever before.

"Yuzu, I'm sorry."

Xu Zhiyou froze, and the smile on her face faded slightly.

"I handled this matter poorly. I shouldn't have kept it from you."

Jiang Yichen looked directly into her eyes, his gaze honest.

"I promise that no matter what happens in the future, I will never tell you a single lie again."

Xu Zhiyou's eyes welled up with tears.

She sniffed and reached out to wrap her arms around Jiang Yichen's waist.

"You're smart to know what's good for you."

She buried her face in his broad, warm chest, greedily inhaling his familiar scent, and nuzzled against him softly.

"I'll be magnanimous and forgive you this time. But if there's a next time... hmph..."

Jiang Yichen took the opportunity to hug her tighter.

Xu Zhiyou let go of her hand, turned around and walked to the table, picking up the pink insulated box.

She opened the lid, and a rich aroma of meat wafted out.

She picked up a steaming hot pan-fried bun with her chopsticks, blew on it, and held it to Jiang Yichen's lips.

"Try it quickly. I personally queued for half an hour to buy it. It won't taste good if it gets cold."

Jiang Yichen opened his mouth and took a bite out of half of it.

The gravy burst in my mouth, and it tasted really good.

Xu Zhiyou looked at him with bright, sparkling eyes, like a child waiting for praise.

"Is it tasty?"

Jiang Yichen nodded.

"tasty."

Xu Zhiyou's lips curled into a mischievous smile.

She stood on tiptoe and hooked her arms around Jiang Yichen's neck.

"Then I'll try it too."

She kissed him as soon as she finished speaking.

Lips and teeth intertwined.

The rich, savory aroma of the pan-fried buns, mixed with the girl's unique sweet scent, was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, instantly creating ripples in the room and causing the temperature to rise steadily.

Jiang Yichen paused for a second, then took the initiative, wrapping his arms around her slender waist and deepening the kiss.

Xu Zhiyou is passionate, bold, and fiery.

Her hand slid down his neck with a hint of teasing, her fingertips lightly tracing his firm chest before finally landing on the belt of his bathrobe, slowly and deliberately untying the knot.

The two stumbled and fell onto the soft bed.

The night is getting darker.

The neon lights of Shanghai outside the window shifted and changed, adding a hazy hue to the enchanting spring scenery.

Xu Zhiyou was unusually proactive tonight, and directly flipped over and straddled Jiang Yichen's waist.

She looked down at him, her long, black hair cascading down her fair shoulders like a waterfall, her eyes sparkling, transforming her into a queen knight who controlled everything.

A night of passionate lovemaking.

...........

The next morning.

Bright sunlight streamed through the hotel's floor-to-ceiling windows, casting warm dappled patterns on the carpet.

Xu Zhiyou, like a lazy, content kitten, was curled up in Jiang Yichen's arms, fast asleep. Several marks from the previous night's passion adorned her smooth, white shoulders, making them particularly eye-catching.

Jiang Yichen opened his eyes and looked at the sleeping girl in his arms, his eyes full of doting affection. He reached out and gently tidied the stray hairs that were scattered on her forehead.

Xu Zhiyou wrinkled her small nose, her butterfly-like eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes groggily.

"Awake?" Jiang Yichen's voice was hoarse from just waking up, yet incredibly magnetic.

Two blushes instantly appeared on Xu Zhiyou's cheeks as the bold memories of last night flooded back.

She buried her face in the blanket like an ostrich and mumbled, "Don't look at me, I haven't washed my face yet, I look awful."

Jiang Yichen's lips curled up.

"When Boss Xu was all high and mighty last night, he wasn't this shy at all."

Xu Zhiyou, feeling ashamed and indignant, stretched out a hand from under the covers and pinched his firm waist hard without any mercy.

"You dare say that again! Don't mention it again!"

Jiang Yichen smiled, took her hand, kissed it, and said gently, "Okay, let's not talk about it anymore. My queen, what would you like for breakfast?"

.........

The days that followed seemed to be compensation for the previous misunderstanding, filled with sweetness.

Time flies, and it's already the end of April when the grass grows and the birds sing.

Qianmen Street, Beijing.

The third branch of Qilin Opera Troupe officially opened for business.

Bright red lanterns hung high, and the four large characters "Qilin Opera Troupe" on the plaque were written in a vigorous and elegant style.

The entrance was filled with flower baskets from various celebrities and businesses.

Since that nationally sensational performance on the Spring Festival Gala, the name "Qilin Opera Troupe" has truly gained widespread recognition among audiences across the country. The hard-hitting, genuine martial arts skills of those thirty-six stuntmen thrilled countless viewers, reigniting their passion for traditional opera.

Tickets for Qilin Opera Troupe are now even more sought after than tickets for concerts by top-tier singers.

Inside a private box on the second floor of the theater.

Jiang Yichen held a covered teacup and leisurely watched the packed performance downstairs.

Thunderous cheers erupted from the audience from time to time.

Xu Zhiyou sat next to him, peeling sunflower seeds in her hand and occasionally stuffing one into his mouth.

"At this rate, we can open a branch office in Shanghai next month." Xu Zhiyou said excitedly as she calculated the accounts.

Jiang Yichen took a sip of tea and was about to speak.

The door to the private room was suddenly pushed open.

Chen Hao rushed in, panting heavily.

He was clutching a document tightly in his hand, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat.

"Brother Chen! Something's happened!"

Chen Hao was so out of breath that he slammed the documents onto the coffee table.

Jiang Yichen frowned slightly.

"Speak after you've caught your breath."

Chen Hao grabbed the teapot on the table and gulped down a large mouthful of cold tea.

He wiped his mouth, his tone impatient.

"The completed film 'Dying to Survive' has been submitted for review but is being held up!"