Chapter 1387 - 1404: Every Inch of You Belongs to Me

Chapter 1387: Chapter 1404: Every Inch of You Belongs to Me

Yang Zi’er felt extremely humiliated but had to step forward and look at Xia Xiaonuan: "Xiaonuan...I’m sorry, I was wrong. Considering we’ve worked together for so long, we’re all good sisters, you...you shouldn’t hold it against me..."

All the staff and actors were watching the scene with wide eyes.

The only thing that could make the always proud Yang Zi’er humble herself would likely be the appearance of the Young Master!

Some young actors and staff, who were usually miserable under Yang Zi’er’s arrogant orders and didn’t dare speak up, all showed expressions of satisfaction.

"It’s okay." Although Xiaonuan disliked her and knew her apology wasn’t sincere, she still managed a smile.

After all, she had already apologized, and there was no need to push further, which was never her style.

Nangong Yaoling looked at Xia Xiaonuan and suddenly yelled, "Xia Xiaonuan, are you an idiot? Are you just going to let people bully you every day? Do you not know how to protect yourself? What is your brain made of? Do you think that by avoiding conflicts, others will praise you? They will only intensify their actions!"

Everyone was scared by the Crown Prince’s shouting, and when he finished, the whole set fell silent.

The air was filled with the moldy smell of old props, mixed with perfume, and the scent of sweat from various people, along with the oil smell from the cranes used in filming.

Everyone watched Xiaonuan and Nangong Yaoling with wide eyes.

Xia Xiaonuan lifted her eyes to the angry man, his handsome brows were furrowed, and his deep pupils mixed with the anger of disappointment.

Xia Xiaonuan’s cheeks instantly burned like fire. She pretended not to notice everyone’s attention and tugged at the man’s clothes.

She lowered her voice and said, "I...I’m really fine, keep your voice down..."

"You’re fine? You’re injured and you still say you’re fine!?" Nangong Yaoling didn’t lower his voice; instead, he scolded even louder. As he spoke, he turned her face towards him to look at the injury on her neck; the blood clots had already started to solidify and blacken, but it still looked distressing.

He angrily warned, "Xia Xiaonuan, I warn you once again, you belong to me! From head to toe, you are mine! You have no right to be hurt, and if you dare let yourself get hurt again, it’s like destroying my treasure, I won’t forgive you, do you understand!?"

Everyone present was watching the Young Master and listening to his yells, then looking at each other in shock.

All the women’s eyes showed admiration and amazement, even the men had expressions of disbelief.

"The Young Master is so domineering...so cool..."

"Yes...he seems to really love Xia Xiaonuan...it makes one so envious..."

"Exactly, it’s so thrilling. Why is Xiaonuan so lucky? The Young Master treats her like a treasure, when will I meet a man like him, even half as good would be worth it..."

Comments rose in waves, some slightly well-known actresses were also exclaiming in awe, their eyes sparkling with admiration and longing as they looked at Nangong Yaoling, as if he were Apollo, the god of light in Greek mythology.

He emitted a concentrated light that captivated everyone’s minds.

But only one person stood in the crowd, feeling like having a thorn in her back, like being pierced by countless arrows, like being roasted in fire or fried in oil, and that was Yang Zi’er standing behind Nangong Yaoling.