CHAPTER 50: CHAPTER 50: FLIRTING

Tong Yan smiled and said, "Thank you, Director Liu. If it weren’t for Young Master Mo leading, I’m afraid the effect wouldn’t have been this good."

Li Qin’an smiled softly without speaking. Bo Yimo, when acting opposite others, would influence them to some extent. He dominated, guiding others in the acting process, due to his charisma and skills. Yet with Tong Yan, it was entirely different. She wasn’t influenced by him at all; it was as if they were equals in a play, making their scene exceptionally brilliant!

He found a treasure.

Tong Yan was shooting a scene right at the end, so once this episode concluded, the shooting wrapped up. To reward everyone for their hard work, Li Qin’an invited the crew for a meal at a nearby restaurant.

A large group of people headed to the restaurant, startling the owner who thought troublemakers had come in.

Li Qin’an, being generous, booked the entire place to entertain everyone and let them enjoy themselves. Although not a five-star hotel, the restaurant was clean and bright, with good food, so everyone had a great time.

Tong Yan was seated opposite Bo Yimo. As soon as she looked up, she could see him, his surroundings beautifully glowing in the warm yellow light, subtly and captivatingly radiant.

Even in such a noisy restaurant, his every move was filled with elegance and composure, like a noble gentleman. His fair, slender fingers gently swirled the wine in the glass, leisurely and gracefully.

"Although our crew faced many challenges, with everyone’s efforts, overcoming hurdle after hurdle, I believe our hard work is worthwhile," Li Qin’an stood, raising his glass to everyone, "Cheers to you all."

"May ’Apocalypse’ be a ratings success!" Everyone clinked their glasses, downing the wine.

Tong Yan drained her glass, though she had quite a low tolerance and was impaired by just one drink. But at times like this, she wouldn’t dampen everyone’s spirits. Worse comes to worst, she’d simply abstain from more drinks to avoid any mishaps.

Before long, Tong Yan’s fair cheeks were lightly tinged with cherry blossom pink, her rosy lips glistening invitingly in the light, her almond eyes gradually becoming misty, seducing the onlookers.

Zhao Yongnian, seated beside her, refilled her glass. "Didn’t expect Tong Yan to hold her liquor so well. We should have a few drinks later. I usually don’t have other hobbies, just enjoy a couple of drinks, and finally found a kindred spirit."

Tong Yan was feeling a bit dizzy, shaking her head, "No, I can’t drink anymore."

Zhao Yongnian glanced at her, a slight smile playing at his lips as he handed her the drink, "Don’t worry, this wine isn’t strong; you won’t get drunk."

Taking his word, and because he seemed sincere—considering they worked together—it wouldn’t be nice to refuse him completely. So she took the drink, finishing it in one go.

After two glasses, Tong Yan was already hitting her limit, her mind starting to haze, unable to think clearly.

Zhao Yongnian subtly poured another glass, coaxing Tong Yan to down it in one gulp.

The inevitable happened: Tong Yan got drunk.

As everyone was enjoying the meal, Tong Yan suddenly stood up, wobbling over to Bo Yimo and threw herself at him with an embrace.

It was like hitting the pause button; everything suddenly turned silent, with everyone staring dumbfounded at the scene.

In front of everyone, Tong Yan lifted his chin and lustfully said, "Hey, handsome, give me a kiss," then fiercely kissed Bo Yimo.

...

Everyone seemed frozen, eyes wide open, stunned without reacting for the longest time.

If their thoughts could be heard, most would be thinking:

Whoa, Tong Yan is quite something, so bold!

What’s happening to the world? Clearly so cute, how could she become so bold!

Oh my, surely I must be seeing this wrong, how could Young Master Mo, who’s so cool, be teased like this!

That’s it, Tong Yan is doomed, daring to flirt with Young Master Mo, she’s asking for trouble!

...

When drunk, Tong Yan has a habit of flirting with attractive people, like a shameless rogue. She knows well this tendency of hers, thus rarely drinks casually. The room was deathly quiet, an eerie silence.

Everyone was expecting Bo Yimo to give Tong Yan a harsh lesson, even Li Xin was nervously preparing to intervene, and just then Bo Yimo made a move.

He simply replied with one word, "Okay."

With his gaze tender, a warm embrace, filling the room with warmth.