imately limited. After all, this matter has caused quite a stir. If the higher-ups send someone down to investigate, without Grandfather stepping in, it will be difficult to ensure A Jing's safety." L...He would get a beating if he crawled onto her bed like that.

Facing the young lady, he was "unaffected by insults and blows."

Then Lian Xing glanced at the sofa over there. It was a single-seater sofa. Even if two single-seater sofas were put together, it wouldn't be comfortable to sleep on top.

"Little AnAn, you should stay at the hotel and rest well today! You don't have to come to the set with me!" Lian Xing'er smiled gently.

Lang An shook his head. "No, Miss," he said.

But you seem like you didn't sleep well..." Lianxing said with concern.

Lang An smiled with relief: "Miss, it's no big deal."

"Well then!" Lianxing spread her hands, looked at Lang'an and said, "I'm going to change my clothes."

"Then I'll wait for you outside." Lang An knowingly turned and walked out, pulling the door closed behind him.

Lang An stood by the door, arms crossed, leaning against the wall.

Several female staff members from the same film crew were walking down the hallway. When they saw Lang An, they started whispering to each other.

"It's said that even Xing'er's background isn't simple, she supposedly brought capital into the crew."

"The person not only brought wealth, but also a young lover."

"Sigh, the world of wealthy women, we don't understand."

When they passed Lang An, he coldly called out, “Hey.”

The female staff members all looked at Lang An unanimously.

"All I see is the man calmly pinching his knuckles together, making a grating sound. He said in a chillingly cold voice, 'If you keep gossiping about my young mistress behind her back, don't blame me for being unkind to you.'"

" "..." Several female workers were instantly alarmed, looking at each other in dismay before quickly speeding up their pace to get away from Lang An.

With a click, the door creaked open.

Lian Xing'er walked out of the room with her handbag, curiously asking, "Xiao An'an, who were you just talking to Who are you being rude to"

"I was talking to myself," Lang An replied calmly.

Lián Xīng'ěr only heard the last few words that Lang'ān had said, and didn't know what happened before.

"Alright then! Let's go have breakfast." Lian Xing'er didn't ask any further, closed the door, and walked towards the elevator.

Lang An immediately followed, holding Lian Xing'er's bag. As he lowered his gaze, he saw that Lian Xing'er was wearing a short white pleated skirt today.

Lián Xīng'er's legs are very slender, so they appear very long and graceful. They are also fair, toned, and beautiful.

Lang An calmly retracted his gaze.

As they rode the escalator, Lang An deliberately stood behind Lian Xing'er, holding her handbag to shield the area below her thighs, preventing his young mistress from showing too much.

Lianxing turned her head unintentionally and, after discovering Lang An's thoughtful gesture, sweetly smiled and said, "Silly! I'm wearing a shorts skirt, it won't fall off!"

Lang awkwardly stumbled, adding in a stammered, "How would I know about that kind of thing."

"Then why are you blushing" Lian Xing'er asked with a suppressed smile.

Lang An pursed her lips and remained silent.

Lian Xing'er stepped down a few steps and stood beside Lang An.

Lang An still kindly held his handbag, blocking in front of Lian Xing'er.

They looked just like a couple madly in love.

A couple standing behind them, the girl couldn't help but sigh to the boy, "Learn from him! Look how considerate his boyfriend is!"

"Yes, yes, yes." The boy nodded repeatedly.

After having breakfast at the food court in the shopping mall, Lian Xing'er and Lang An returned to the filming location of the drama crew.

This time it was an outdoor shoot, Lang An not only held an umbrella for Lian Xing'er, but also somehow got a magazine and used it as a fan for her.

After Lian Xing'er finished recording the great director master's instructions, she noticed that Lang An had sweat on his forehead. She subconsciously took her notebook and fanned him.

Lang An looked at Lian Xing'er's playful and delicate face, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

"Hey hey hey, are the two of you here to work" Qiu Wenyan teased.

Lin Xing'er immediately turned around and continued to accompany the master in watching the footage, and she even acted as the master's "runner," constantly running back and forth to communicate with the actors about some details of their performance.

After a busy day, even Xing'er stood all day. When it was time to get off work in the afternoon, her legs couldn't take it anymore.

Although the Mingming Hotel was right nearby, she suddenly squatted down on the ground, refusing to budge.

Lang An saw Lian Xing'er start acting like a spoiled little princess again, so he walked up to her, turned around and knelt down, patted his shoulder and said: "Come on! I'll carry the young lady back."

"Forget it, I'll just go myself! You're just like me, you've been standing all day." Lian Xing'er got up from the ground again.

Lang An followed suit, rising to his feet and striding forward. He directly embraced Lian Xing'er, pulling her into his arms.

However, Lian Xing'er unceremoniously commanded, "Let me down!"

"Don't!" This was Lang An's first time defying Lian Xing'er.

Lian Xing’er instantly frowned, her face turning sour. "I'm angry!"

Lang An pursed his lips, didn't say a word, and gently put Lian Xing down, letting her feet touch the ground first.

"Without my consent, I don't allow you to hug me like this in the future!" Lian Xing'er gently admonished.

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