Ever since Xiao Nian described how people looked at him, he lost all opportunities to be at filming sessions.

Fu Sichen had all sorts of excuses to keep Xiao Nian away and busy. There wasn’t a moment of boredom for the champion manager.

Of course, even if Xiao Nian resented it, he didn’t dare to voice his protest.

At most, he’d complain to his wife during online gaming sessions. She’d comfort him saying, “So what if you can’t be at the filming location? It’s no big deal. When your artiste gets the Best Actor award, you can even claim credit for having done practically nothing.”

Funnily, that really made Xiao Nian feel better, and he realized that his wife was quite a clever woman. He sent her a few lovey-dovey messages that would have made anyone cringe.

Never in his imagination would he have thought that the man on the other end of the line was laughing evilly!

Lately, Pei Zhen had been busy analyzing the script.

It wasn’t easy to grasp a character with a split personality; hence, he had had to spend more effort. It was only when filming was coming to an end that he realized it was Fu Sichen who had been by his side most of the time, which was unusual.

“Where’s my son?” It was only then that he realized he hadn’t seen Xiao Nian for quite a long time. Without the Fairy Girl nagging at him in his ears, Pei Zhen found it quite strange.

“He said he’s been busy lately, and he had to take his wife on a new game.” Fu Sichen passed the warmed-up milk to Pei Zhen. He thought nothing of slandering Xiao Nian. “He’s addicted to the online game.”

Pei Zhen chuckled.

He rolled his eyes. “Based on his gaming skills? He’s clumsy as hell! Instead of focusing on being a good manager, he thinks he’s a gaming champion?”

As Pei Zhen was saying that, he became worried about his not-too-bright son. “And this wife of his… we don’t even know if it’s really a woman. No, this is wrong. I need to save him.”

Pei Zhen was going to make a call to Xiao Nian when Fu Sichen quickly stopped him. “Our son is a grown-up man. As parents, we have to let go.”

Pei Zhen chuckled.

The next filming session was in the evening. Given the rare break, Fu Sichen and his young boyfriend took the opportunity to get into a lovey-dovey mood.

They went into the resting room and shut the door behind them. It was quiet, and there were only the two of them in the room.

Fu Sichen walked towards Pei Zhen, and with a slight push, the sluggish Pei Zhen fell into the folds of the sofa without any resistance.

Lifting a knee, Fu Sichen parted his young boyfriend’s legs. He lowered his head and brushed his lips against Pei Zhen’s face. Pei Zhen did nothing to stop Fu Sichen’s advances.

“Have you thought through how to handle the final fall out scene?”

“Of course, I’ve thought about it.” Pei Zhen looked at Fu Sichen without blinking. From his mesmerizing eyes to his perfect lips, and then his seductive Adam’s apple. Suddenly he felt hot all over. “And what about you? Not quite sure how to handle it? Do you need advice on it?”

“Sure.” Fu Sichen’s gaze was ablaze with desire.

“And how are you going to ask for advice?” Pei Zhen asked, his Adam’s apple moving slightly.

“With my mouth.”

They laughed softly, their voices irresistibly teasing each other. Then closing in, their lips met in the intensity of their hot breaths on each other. After having been intimate so many times, it was understandable that Pei Zhen was like a cat, biting and gnawing with his teeth until he drew blood.

Hence when the assistant came round knocking and saw Fu Sichen’s bruised lips, she turned red with embarrassment as she thought of the rumors that were circulating in the social circles.

Fu Sichen called Pei Zhen ‘Hubby’.

Fu Sichen was actually a little vixen.

Fu Sichen was, without doubt, the bottom party.

“Hey, you two…” The Director was going to roll his eyes, but when he looked at Pei Zhen’s face, he found himself not knowing how to put it across.

He felt quite ill, to say the least!

On the other hand, he was unable to restrain himself from addressing the issue. Eventually, he pulled Pei Zhen aside and said, “I know you two have a good relationship, but we are filming after all, and you’ve got to think about Fu Sichen… what if he got injured.”

They were only kissing, thought Pei Zhen. How would that translate into an injury?