Chapter 1069: There's No Way This Will Work Out

Nan Jiaojiao stood by the door and thoughtfully withdrew her foot.

But Yi Qinghuan was unhappy and shot her a glare.

After she left, Director Chen dismissed the young writers and cheerfully approached Nan Jiaojiao, “Wow, I never expected Jiaojiao to be so talented.

Not only can you shoot action scenes, but you wrote the script too.

Since you’re here, why not handle the rest of the plot?”

Nan Jiaojiao replied, “Director Chen, you only bought my original work, you haven’t paid me for the adaptation.”

Director Chen quickly responded, “I’ll pay!

Let’s go with the market rate, how much per scene?

You can give me a special price, and I’ll keep it confidential for you.”

Nan Jiaojiao finally understood why Director Chen acted so slyly.

He was truly cunning.

“Are you threatening me?”

“Of course not!

You see, you wouldn’t want your work to be butchered in adaptation, no one understands the plot better than you do.

Wouldn’t it be better if you handled it yourself rather than someone else?

Besides, Mo Bai is such a famous pseudonym, and nobody knows.

I’ll help keep it a secret, so nobody finds out later.

It’s a win-win situation.”

Nan Jiaojiao replied perfunctorily, “Oh.”

“About that adaptation—”

Chu Yao slapped Director Chen on the back of his neck, “Old Chen, that’s enough, I’ve never seen someone as shameless as you, taking so much investment and still being stingy.”

Director Chen argued, “Madam, special effects cost millions per minute, the good ones can reach up to ten million, money should be spent wisely!”

Chu Yao glared, “And you think freeloading is justified?”

Director Chen felt guilty, “I wouldn’t mistreat Jiaojiao; she won’t suffer.”

“Just agree to it then.”

Chu Yao pulled Nan Jiaojiao along, wrapping her arm around her, “So some people don’t keep pestering, trying to feel important every day.”

Nan Jiaojiao followed her lead and went outside, turning back to stare at Director Chen.

Director Chen smiled with squinty eyes, waved goodbye warmly, but waved so long that Nan Jiaojiao didn’t look back, her neck stiff like she had a crick.

He sulked until he seemed to understand what Nan Jiaojiao’s look meant.

He quickly mouthed, “Money isn’t a problem.”

Nan Jiaojiao blinked and turned her head back.

Looking utterly satisfied as if her dying wish had been granted.

Nan Jiaojiao stayed in Chu Yao’s room for a while when she received a message and instinctively glanced at the bedroom.

Chu Yao was still sleeping.

She quietly closed the door.

She walked a bit further until she was near the set edge, where a white sedan was parked by the roadside.

The driver’s door was open; Yi Qinghuan stood by the car, holding a lipstick, its cap on the ground.

Her finger pressed against the lipstick as she hung her head, looking gloomy.

“I’ve never understood what Yanqing sees in you; you two are completely mismatched.”

Yi Qinghuan raised her head, scrutinizing Nan Jiaojiao from head to toe.

Her gaze lingered for a few seconds on Nan Jiaojiao’s hands in her pockets, “To be precise, you aren’t suited for him, you’re too immature.”

Nan Jiaojiao, arriving to face criticism, remained rather composed with a calm demeanor and cool eyes fixed on Yi Qinghuan.

In complete silence.

This made Yi Qinghuan’s harsh words feel like heavy blows landing on cotton with no sound.

“Aren’t you curious why I called you out here?”

Nan Jiaojiao’s face stayed calm, “Not curious.”

“You!”

Yi Qinghuan choked up, her fury rising, “Nan Jiaojiao, don’t get cocky.

There’s no future between you two.

The Bo Family won’t allow him to marry you; at best, you’re just someone he plays with.

Why not leave with dignity earlier?”