An Yi understood perfectly well.
A beauty rated 9/10 by the system had standards for appearance that bordered on obsessive.
Even in the entire entertainment industry, you could count such women on one hand.
And right now, one of them was sitting on him, unbuttoning her clothes.
It had to be said—Nie Qinglan might only be 1.6 meters tall, giving off a cute, mischievous vibe, but her proportions were impeccable. Curves in all the right places, and up close, she was even more impressive than imagined. What stunned An Yi the most were her slender, long legs wrapped in black stockings.
Feeling Nie Qinglan’s restless movements, An Yi quickly grabbed her hand. "This is the office. It’s not appropriate!"
Nie Qinglan pouted, her big eyes fixed on him.
An Yi frowned. "You’re still too young."
Nie Qinglan straightened up defiantly. "I’m not! I’m a C-cup!"
"That’s not what I meant!"
"I turned 18 last month, and I’m only a year younger than you!"
An Yi sighed at her stubbornness. "This is an office! The walls aren’t soundproof! What if the employees hear?"
Through the door crack, he could already see the HR girl at the nearby desk, her face flushed red to her neck.
And worst of all—Shangguan Qianqian was still here!
Some employees were sneaking glances toward the office.
They all knew—the guy who got in through auditions was about to be "favored" by President Nie!
The male employees were practically green with envy.
Had this guy saved God in a past life?
What kind of luck was this?!
"Yuanyuan, that guy’s really been snatched away…" A glamorous woman tried to console Xue Yuanyuan.
Xue Yuanyuan scowled. "What’s it to me? That guy’s always been a jerk!"
"Really? You don’t mind?"
"Mind your own business!!!"
Meanwhile, at the office door, Wang Qian walked in nervously, asking the HR girl, "P-President Nie wants to see me?"
Hearing that the "Fruit Sweet Trio" had been beaten up, his legs had gone weak with fear.
The HR girl hurried to the door, her face still flushed, and whispered, "President Nie is… busy with a guy right now. Don’t disturb them!"
Wang Qian’s eyebrows shot up, his blood pressure spiking.
Which lucky bastard had caught President Nie’s eye?!
He knew all too well—countless male artists at Yilan Media were dying for a chance with President Nie, dreaming of skyrocketing to fame overnight.
After all, Nie Qinglan’s beauty was legendary, often mentioned in the same breath as Shangguan Qianqian as the company’s "Twin Golden Flowers." She’d even trended online before.
And let’s not forget—she was filthy rich!
The daughter of "Big Boss Nie," a tycoon of unimaginable wealth.
The irony was, despite her rebellious appearance, Nie Qinglan had a spotless reputation. Maybe her standards were just too high—no one had ever heard of her being involved with anyone.
But now…
This guy had hit the jackpot!
From now on, he’d be the one to butter up. If you wanted to survive at Yilan Media, you’d need him to whisper in the boss’s ear.
Just then, Shangguan Qianqian’s alluring figure appeared at the door.
"Who was looking for me?" she asked lazily.
No need to guess—it had to be An Yi!
That idiot couldn’t even find the company on his own!
Xue Yuanyuan quickly stood up. "Y-Yes, Director Shangguan. His name is An Yi, but… President Nie dragged him into her office just now."
Shangguan Qianqian: "…"
The glamorous woman nudged Xue Yuanyuan, watching Shangguan Qianqian’s retreating figure. "What’s going on? The director doesn’t look happy."
"Shh! Better not get involved in this," Xue Yuanyuan muttered.
Wang Qian stared dumbstruck at Shangguan Qianqian’s stunning silhouette.
Now this was a man’s ultimate life goal!
Inside the office—
Nie Qinglan leaned against An Yi, arms around his neck, and mused, "How about we start with a kiss? Boss… don’t tell me it’s your first time?"
An Yi: "…"
First kiss?!
That was a blatant insult!
Seeing the challenge in Nie Qinglan’s eyes, An Yi realized—he’d been baited.
He lifted Nie Qinglan off his lap. "Behave. You’re a top student at Donghai University. What’s with these wild thoughts?"
Nie Qinglan huffed. "Back when my dad was your age, his girlfriend had already had a miscarriage! As the boss of Yilan Media, if word gets out you’re still a virgin, the employees will laugh at you."
An Yi replied flatly, "Don’t worry. They don’t even know I’m the boss."
"I don’t care! You’re not escaping today!" Nie Qinglan declared, puffing her cheeks.
This jerk had stood her up multiple times. She wasn’t letting him slip away now.
An Yi suddenly asked, "Where’s Qianqian? Haven’t seen her."
He’d come to the company specifically for Shangguan Qianqian but got sidetracked.
Nie Qinglan thought for a moment. "Sister Qianqian was at the door earlier, then left."
She’d glimpsed Shangguan Qianqian’s figure through the blinds.
An Yi: "…"
Shangguan Qianqian saw everything?
He was doomed.
As An Yi stood to leave, Nie Qinglan grabbed his arm. "Boss… my dad wants to meet you. Can you spare some time to visit our home?"
"Sure! No problem!" An Yi answered dismissively.
Nie Qinglan’s face lit up with disbelief and joy, her little fangs peeking out. "R-Really? You’re agreeing? Then… next Friday—"
"You pick the time. I’ll be there. Gotta go!"
Before she could finish, An Yi had vanished.
Nie Qinglan smiled sweetly to herself.
The thought of bringing An Yi face-to-face with her scoundrel of a father filled her with anticipation.
Her usual timidity gave way to newfound confidence.
This time, she’d tear that man-stealing vixen to shreds!
As for An Yi…
Yeah, right!
Since when did he keep his word?
Meet Big Boss Nie?
Ha! That old fox had scammed him with the "Dragon-Slaying Nine Swords" last time—he still owed him for that!
But right now, that wasn’t the issue.
Why did Shangguan Qianqian have to show up now of all times?!
An Yi’s expression darkened.
He’d messed up.
This was a full-blown disaster.
Outside, Wang Qian was still waiting obediently.
When he saw An Yi rush out of the office in disheveled clothes, his brain short-circuited.
This was the guy President Nie had taken a liking to?!
In that instant, Wang Qian’s world spun.
No way! Impossible! Why him?!
Watching An Yi disappear down the hall, Wang Qian looked like he’d swallowed a fly.
What kind of joke was this?!
Just earlier, this guy had been all over Xue Yuanyuan—how had he climbed into Nie Qinglan’s good graces so fast?!
No, he had to expose this!
Wang Qian’s face twisted in conflict.
When An Yi was with Xue Yuanyuan, he’d just been angry.
But now that he’d hitched himself to Nie Qinglan, Wang Qian was worried.
If An Yi became the boss’s favorite, who knew what tricks he might pull later?
The glamorous woman watched An Yi flee the office, clothes askew, then checked her watch.
"Wow. That was fast," she remarked to Xue Yuanyuan.