At the top of the mountain, in a secluded spot with no one around, Qin Ning appeared with Qin Fei and a few other girls.
They had actually flown all the way up. The reason no one saw them was that Qin Ning had set up a barrier around them. Even if someone looked up, they wouldn't be able to see a thing.
At this moment, the girls, including Qin Fei, all had expressions of excitement on their faces.
Su Xingwan, Gu Siyu, and Cheng Weiyang in particular were experiencing flight for the first time, and they found it incredibly magical and unbelievable.
"Young Master Qin, I want more! Can you take me flying again later?"
Cheng Weiyang clung to Qin Ning's arm, bouncing up and down in sheer excitement.
"Me too!"
Su Xingwan did the same, grabbing Qin Ning's other arm. "Qin Ning, take me and Weiyang on a double flight!"
"..."
Hearing this, Qin Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "We'll talk about it after we eat."
Soon, they found Xia Fei and the others.
There was a restaurant at the peak. Since it was mealtime, the place was bustling with activity.
Qin Ning led the girls toward the private room Xia Fei had arranged.
"Xingwan?"
Suddenly, not far ahead, they ran into a group of people.
The person who spoke was a young woman dressed in traditional Hanfu, giving off an ethereal, fairy-like vibe.
"You are..."
Su Xingwan paused for a moment, looking the woman over curiously before gasping in surprise, "Yang Xin?"
This was Su Xingwan's college classmate and former roommate. They had always had a great relationship.
However, after graduation, they had been busy with their own lives and lost touch. She never expected to run into her here.
"What a coincidence! I can't believe we bumped into each other here. It seems we sisters really have a natural affinity," Yang Xin said brightly, pulling Su Xingwan into a chat.
"Yang Xin, I heard you went into acting after graduation. Are you at Mount Emei for a shoot?" Su Xingwan asked.
"Yeah," Yang Xin nodded. "I'm playing Zhou Zhiruo this time. It's a very important role."
"Wow! Congratulations then."
Hearing this, Su Xingwan felt genuinely happy for her. "Have you eaten? Do you want to join us?"
"No, no, the production crew has already set up a dinner. I'll come find you later so we can catch up properly. It's been a long time, we need to reconnect."
"Alright, I'll wait for you." Su Xingwan nodded, then followed Qin Ning and the others into a nearby private room.
"Yang Xin, was that your classmate just now?"
At that moment, a middle-aged man wearing a baseball cap and glasses walked up behind Yang Xin.
"Director Chen."
Yang Xin quickly greeted him, then nodded. "She's a sister from my college days. We shared a dorm."
"Oh?"
Hearing this, Director Chen's eyes lit up. "After dinner, you have to introduce us. Your classmate is quite stunning, and so are the girls with her. I have a few roles that would suit them perfectly."
Yang Xin immediately frowned. How could she not know what Director Chen was scheming? She felt a wave of disgust but didn't dare show it on her face. She could only say helplessly, "Director Chen, my classmate didn't major in acting. She probably has no interest in being an actress. Maybe we should just let it go..."
"Ah, we can talk about that later. We'll just go over and ask them after dinner."
Director Chen smiled and continued, "Yang Xin, your role this time is very important. I spent a lot of effort fighting for you with the investors. You'll have to keep me company and drink a few more glasses with me at dinner."
Yang Xin's frown deepened, her heart filled with revulsion.
She had her bottom line. If he really crossed it, the worst that could happen was that she would just give up the role.
...
Meanwhile, in private room 888, Xia Fei and the others had already ordered the food. Not long after Qin Ning and the girls arrived, the dishes were served.
Soon after, Liu Silin, Fan Sicheng, and Bai Xuelin also arrived.
Seeing Qin Ning and the others already sitting in the room, they were completely dumbfounded.
"Young Master Qin, weren't you guys just on the viewing platform? How did you get up here already?" Bai Xuelin asked in disbelief.
Fan Sicheng said, "Do you even need to ask? They obviously took the cable car up too."
Liu Silin shook his head, however. "Even if they took the cable car, they should have been behind us..."
"Young Master Qin flew the four of us up here."
Cheng Weiyang said with a giggle. "And after dinner, Young Master Qin is going to take me and Sister Xingwan on a double flight!"
"Pfft..."
As soon as she said this, Wang Er and the others, who had been sipping their tea, instantly spat it all out.
"Badass!"
None of them said another word, but they all secretly gave Qin Ning a thumbs-up.
Qin Ning rolled his eyes. One look and he knew these guys had misunderstood something. Too lazy to explain, he just waved his hand. "Let's eat."
Liu Silin, Fan Sicheng, and Bai Xuelin each found an empty seat and sat down, their hearts still reeling with shock.
Flew up?
Holy crap, Young Master Qin actually knows how to fly?
That's simply too heaven-defying!
Knock, knock, knock...
Halfway through the meal, there was suddenly a knock on the private room's door.
Wang Er looked at everyone seated and asked in confusion, "We aren't missing anyone. Who would be knocking to interrupt us at this time?"
"It's probably a waiter," Cai Cheng said.
"Come in," Xia Fei called out toward the door.
Then, a middle-aged man walked straight in holding a wine glass. It was none other than Director Chen from earlier.
"Haha, hello everyone. My name is Chen Yigang. Please forgive my presumptuous intrusion. I'll punish myself with a drink first."
Saying this, without waiting for anyone to respond, he downed the wine in his glass in one gulp.
Right at that moment, another person rushed in from outside. It was Yang Xin.
She frowned at Chen Yigang and couldn't help but say, "Director Chen, I already told you my friend didn't graduate from an acting program. Furthermore, you're rashly interrupting their meal..."
"Yang Xin, since when is it your turn to dictate what I do?"
Chen Yigang's face darkened, and he said angrily, "You're just a minor actress. If I hadn't given you the opportunity this time, could you have landed such an important role? And yet you're being a busybody here. Do you really not want to act anymore?"
"I..."
Hearing this, Yang Xin's frown deepened, and a flash of anger appeared on her face. "If I don't act, then I don't act! This grandaunt isn't going to serve you anymore. Get the hell out of here and stop bothering my friends!"
"You, you... you dare speak to me like this!"
Chen Yigang was completely infuriated. He viciously smashed his wine glass onto the floor. "You dare offend me, Chen Yigang? I'll make sure you can never survive in this industry again, believe it or not!"
"Heh, what a boastful tone, Director Chen. I don't believe you actually have that much power."
Right at that moment, Su Xingwan stood up, her face dark.

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