The obsessive CEO's white moonlight is me

Chapter 61 A Talented Actor

"Boss, this is your lunch. I specially made it up for you!" Xie Shiyun carefully placed a bowl of meticulously packaged spicy hot pot on his large desk, then stood straight in front of him like a well-behaved schoolchild.

He frowned slightly, his gaze shifting from the documents in his hand to the steaming, fragrant bowl of food in front of him. With a hint of doubt and curiosity, he asked, "What is this? It looks rather unusual."

After he finished speaking, he slowly raised his head, his deep and sharp eyes looking straight at Xie Shiyun.

Xie Shiyun's heart tightened, but she still mustered her courage and replied, "This is mala tang, it's absolutely delicious! Boss, you've never tried it before, have you...?"

The words had barely left her mouth when she realized she'd misspoke and was filled with remorse. After all, the other person was a high-ranking CEO, who usually indulged in delicacies and exquisite dishes; why would he be interested in such ordinary street food?

Thinking of this, she nervously clenched the hem of her clothes with both hands, and an embarrassed look appeared on her face.

"Oh? A delicacy?" Fu Shiyue raised an eyebrow, staring with interest at the steaming bowl of spicy hot pot in front of him. The enticing aroma wafted into his nostrils, stimulating his taste buds, but he had never tried this kind of food before.

In Fu Shiyue's memory, his childhood seemed shrouded in a thick gloom. There was no warm companionship from relatives, only the cold Fu family and endless rules and responsibilities. In those years, he faced the empty room alone, feeling the erosion of loneliness and solitude.

"You can go out now. I'll eat when I'm done," he said without looking up, his tone still as cold as ice. His gaze remained fixed on the mountain of documents piled on the table, as if these documents were his entire life. After saying this, he immediately threw himself into his busy work, completely forgetting the bowl of spicy hot pot that was still emitting a pleasant aroma.

However, the person who delivered the mala tang wasn't angry at his indifferent attitude. Instead, she kindly reminded him, "Mala tang should be eaten while it's hot, otherwise it will lose its original deliciousness when it gets cold. Well, boss, I'll go back to work now. Remember to eat it." After saying that, she gently closed the office door, and her footsteps faded into the distance.

The room fell silent again, with only the rustling of Fu Shiyue turning the pages of documents and the occasional tapping of the keyboard.

He stared quietly at the steaming, fragrant bowl of spicy hot pot in front of him, a hint of curiosity and hesitation in his eyes.

Then, he slowly shifted his gaze to the window, landing on the woman sitting at her desk, working diligently—Xie Shiyun.

After a brief pause, he finally made up his mind and gently opened the package containing the spicy hot pot.

In an instant, a rich aroma wafted over, stimulating his taste buds. He picked up his chopsticks, carefully picked up a piece of tender and juicy tofu, and put it in his mouth.

When his tongue touched the spicy and savory flavor, his eyes lit up slightly, as if he was pleasantly surprised by the unique taste.

Then, he began to savor the bowl of spicy hot pot methodically. He ate each bite with exceptional care, as if he were tasting a precious delicacy, but at this moment he was completely immersed in the pleasure brought by the food, and a satisfied expression unconsciously appeared on his face. And while he was enjoying the delicious food, he would occasionally look up.

Looking out the window again, Xie Shiyun seemed lost in thought...

"Go to the set of 'Chao Xin' later and coordinate with Xu Qinghuan on related matters."

When Xie Shiyun heard those words from his mouth, she was instantly overwhelmed with an overwhelming surge of excitement. For her, who had always only been able to admire her idol from afar through a screen, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Countless times, Xie Shiyun would sit in front of her computer or phone, eagerly watching the radiant figure on the screen—Xu Qinghuan. She knew every song, every drama, and every performance of Xu Qinghuan like the back of her hand, and could even recite them backwards.

However, those are ultimately just distant beings separated by a screen, unable to truly feel the aura and warmth of their idols.

But now things are different. She is about to go to the set of "Chao Xin" in person to meet Xu Qinghuan, whom she has been longing for, and have a real face-to-face meeting! This feeling is like a dream, which makes Xie Shiyun a little unbelievable, but she is also looking forward to the arrival of that moment.

At this moment, her heart was like a joyful little bird, eager to fly to that stage full of dreams and surprises.

Seeing her silence, he narrowed his eyes slightly, a playful smile curving his lips, and slowly said, "What's wrong? Are you afraid?" As he finished speaking, he leisurely sat down in the exquisite swivel chair, and with a gentle turn, the chair smoothly spun around. At this moment, his gaze, sharp as a hawk's, was fixed on her, who stood before him as motionless as a statue.

She felt his intensely piercing gaze, and her heart skipped a beat, but she quickly regained her composure and shook her head repeatedly in denial, saying, "No, Mr. Fu! You've misunderstood. I... I'm more than happy to go. I'm overjoyed to have this opportunity. I'll start preparing right away, please don't worry!" With that, as if driven by an invisible force, she eagerly strode towards the door.

However, just as she reached the door, she suddenly stopped as if she had remembered something.

Then, she turned around, her face blooming with a radiant smile, her beautiful eyes curving into crescent shapes, and said to Fu Shiyue with a grin, "Thank you so much, Mr. Fu! You're such a kind person!"

Watching her departing figure, Fu Shiyue, a man who was usually as cold as an iceberg, actually managed a faint smile.

Xie Shiyun arrived at the scene, wearing a well-fitting white shirt. The shirt, exquisitely tailored with smooth lines, hugged her figure, showcasing her elegant demeanor. The white fabric was pure and refreshing, giving a simple and sophisticated feel. Her sleeves were rolled up slightly, revealing her slender wrists, and the shirt hem was neatly tucked into black pencil pants, highlighting her slim waist and long, beautiful legs.

"Hello, I'm Mr. Fu's secretary. He asked me to come here to discuss company matters with Ms. Xu Qinghuan. Do you know where she is?"

Upon hearing the person's reply, he said, "I am Qinghuan's assistant. She is in the lounge. Please come with me."

The two walked together toward Xu Qinghuan's lounge.

In that instant, Xie Shiyun's gaze was drawn to the familiar figure as if by a magnet—Lin Yue! A strong sense of doubt and astonishment welled up in her heart: How could her mother be here?

And she even appeared on the set of Xu Qinghuan's filming!

You know, this isn't a place just anyone can come in. Could it be that Mom has some connection to this filming? But as far as he knows, Mom doesn't usually pay much attention to things in the entertainment industry.

So, what exactly made her go through all that trouble to come here? Countless questions swirled rapidly in Xie Shiyun's mind, leaving him completely baffled.

Because the crowd was so dense, her petite figure quickly disappeared from his sight. Although she was still full of doubts, after some thought, she decided to put those questions aside for the time being and deal with the more pressing matters at hand.

At this moment, in the spacious and bright lounge, Xu Qinghuan sat gracefully in front of a large mirror. A professional makeup artist, holding delicate makeup brushes, gently and meticulously touched up her makeup. Each touch of the brush against her skin was like a carefully choreographed dance, making her already beautiful face even more radiant.

And on the sofa not far from Xu Qinghuan, Xie Shiyun sat quietly...

Her posture was as upright as a pine tree, and her eyes were deep and serene, like a bottomless lake.

At this moment, she showed no anxiety or impatience, but simply gazed silently at Xu Qinghuan, who was undergoing makeup, patiently waiting for the beautiful transformation to complete.

The entire lounge was filled with a tranquil and harmonious atmosphere, as if time itself slowed down here.

"Who are you?" A clear, melodious voice, as sweet as a nightingale's song, rang out. The charming Xu Qinghuan blinked her bright, watery eyes and looked curiously at the person in front of her.

At this moment, Xie Shiyun, who was sitting on the sofa, slowly stood up and politely replied, "Hello, Ms. Xu, I am Xie Shiyun, Mr. Fu's secretary. Mr. Fu specifically instructed me to come here to discuss some company-related matters with you."

As she spoke, she took a document out of her briefcase, then steadily handed it forward, adding, "This is the contract that needs to be processed. Please take a look."

Xu Qinghuan did not go to retrieve the crucial contract herself, but instead sent her assistant to collect it.

Xu Qinghuan raised an eyebrow slightly, revealing a hint of surprise, and murmured softly, "Oh? It's Shi Yue's secretary? He's already hired someone again so quickly?"

The word "again" here is particularly thought-provoking, seemingly implying that Shi Yue has changed quite a few secretaries before. Why is that? Could it be because the work requirements are too demanding, or are there other unknown reasons that lead to frequent personnel changes?

Xie Shiyun politely replied, "Yes."

At this moment, Xu Qinghuan glanced down at the exquisite watch on her wrist, then looked up and said with a smile, "I've just finished my makeup and am about to head to the film set for shooting. If you're not in a particular hurry, you can wait a little while. Would you be willing to wait?"

Xie Shiyun nodded without hesitation, indicating her agreement: "I can definitely do it, Miss Xu, please don't worry, this little bit of time is no problem for me." Then, as if she had mustered up her courage, she continued, "Miss Xu, actually I've always been a loyal fan of yours! Having the opportunity to watch you film in person is such a privilege for me!"

Xu Qinghuan laughed out loud: "Then let's go together."

Filming location—

Xu Qinghuan stood quietly under the eaves, tilting her head slightly, her gaze fixed on the vast, boundless sky. She wore a light blue long dress, the color of which, like clear lake water, made her appear even more fresh and refined; over it, she wore a beige trench coat, the hem of which fluttered gently in the wind, as if blending into the surrounding environment.

Her long, glossy black hair was carefully tied into a high ponytail, cascading smoothly down her back. A gentle breeze blew, and a few strands playfully slipped past her ears, adding to her lively beauty. At this moment, she exuded an exquisite yet pure aura, captivating all who beheld her.

However, a faint melancholy shrouded her beautiful face. She parted her lips slightly and murmured, "Xu Jing, it seems we are destined to be apart in this life… If there were a next life, if fate could give me a second chance, I would choose you without hesitation. But now, in this life, I truly have no other choice… I'm sorry…" Her voice trailed off, filled with endless regret and sorrow.

The director and a group of editors sat in front of a huge monitor, intently watching her brilliant performance on screen. The director, holding a walkie-talkie, shouted with a firm yet excited tone, "Cut! That take is perfect! Qinghuan, you acted so well, so incredibly well! Especially the helplessness you conveyed just now, you portrayed it perfectly, absolutely flawless!" The director couldn't help but smile with satisfaction, and the editors around him nodded in agreement, praising her outstanding performance.

Xu Qinghuan once again demonstrated what true talent is through her work.

Everyone present applauded her, and the applause continued.