President Mo: Need to Work Hard

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But first, she needed to see Tangning one last time.

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Over the next few days, Tangning decided to focus all her time on fitness and understanding her character. To better understand the writers thoughts, Mo Ting arranged for her to join the writer's chat group. It was then that he discovered, from conception to completion, how much time and energy was invested into writing a story.

From the size of the world in which the story is made, to the smallest facial details of the supporting characters, everything requires careful planning.

Of course, nothing can be achieved overnight. To completely immerse herself in the script, Tangning found countless foreign disaster films and seriously imagined herself as the main character.

He also considered whether people would feel surprised by his character once it appeared on screen.

Like this, Tangning ended up studying the script and the film all day. When Mo Ting arrived home, he found Tangning still in the same place he had left her the day before. So he immediately walked over, stole the script from his hands and turned off the television.

"It's time to rest."

"Just in a minute ..."

"No," Mo Ting directly confiscated her script and convinced her to return to the bedroom to rest.

Tangning pretended to try and take the script out of Mo Ting's hands, but she simply lifted it up high, beyond his reach. Taking advantage of this situation, he pounced on her and wrapped his arms around her waist as he laughed, "It feels good to have someone who cares."

Mo Ting lowered his arms and hugged her, "You should do some exercises to stretch your muscles."

"If you let me cook dinner for you, it'll stretch my muscles ... Now that I no longer need to appear on the runway, am I finally allowed in the kitchen?"

"Just because you won't be on the runway doesn't mean you can get hurt. If you receive a scar, it won't look good on camera either."

"Which man would go to great lengths to prevent his wife from entering the kitchen?" Tangning giggled as her eyes curved. "After all, the writer in the film is also a housewife. So, after all, she finally had to go to the kitchen."

"Steaming is different." After speaking, Mo Ting released Tangning from his embrace. "This time, the filming schedule will be quite boring. When that time comes, you will realize how valuable your free time is right now."

"Well, if I can't cook, then neither can you. Let the waiter do it. Let's just sleep with me."

Mo Ting looked at Tangning's tired eyes and nodded his head, "Let's get changed."

The couple headed to the wardrobe and then returned to the bedroom. But not long after they got into bed, Mo Ting said gently beside Tangning's ear, "Your mother wants to see you. Do you want to see it?"

Tangning's originally closed eyes opened. After a few seconds, he replied, "No, I don't want to see it."

"I'll turn it down for you then."

Tangning regained her composure and once again closed her eyes. However, a few minutes later, he changed his mind, "What time and where does he want to meet?"

"You'll meet at Hai Rui. I'll give you some alone time."

"OK."

After giving her answer, Tangning buried herself in Mo Ting's arms and quickly fell asleep.

Inside the dark room, Mo Ting was actually not tired. She was deep in thought because she had been made aware that Mother Tang had contacted the media. If he didn't have something big planned, why would he make such a fuss?

But, what could be so important that he contacted the media?

While all this was happening, Bei Chendong had moved back to his home in Beijing for a few days. However, Han Xiner always found an excuse to go home; she would arrive early in the morning and leave again every night.

On that night, after Han Xiner helped Bei Chendong change his bandages, he packed up his things to leave. But...

Bei Chendong suddenly grabbed onto the corner of his shirt and asked, "Can you stay back tonight to help me practice some scenes?"

"No, I can't and I won't!" Han Xiner immediately refused. Is he kidding? She had already tried her best to avoid being alone with him, yet here she asked him to act with her ... If he agreed, wouldn't he dig his own grave?

"You don't need to know how to act. You can play the role of Tangning, I will take the lead," Bei Chendong placed the script on the table without looking at Han Xiner. His voice was indifferent, "I'll be heading to the set at the end of the month and I haven't made any preparations yet. Don't tell me you want Tangning's first original film to fail?"

Han Xiner's heart was racing but eventually calmed down as she replied, "Alright, I'll do it."

Although Bei Chendong managed to make her stay, he realized her importance in Han Xiner's heart was not even 10% compared to Tangning. This made him quite unhappy.

He really wanted to teach her a lesson.

After all, he was the socially lazy Bei Chendong! Not only was this his first time chasing a girl, it was also his first time using such a detour to approach someone; only God knew how much self-control he had to endure.

He doesn't like places with a lot of people; he doesn't like living in Beijing where he can hear traffic coming and going; he doesn't like having conversations going back and forth; but...

...to Han Xiner, she tolerated everything. So, what else does he want from her?

"Let's do ..." Han Xiner put down her leather bag and sat down opposite Bei Chendong, "What do I need to do?"

Bei Chendong looked at his depressed and anxious expression. In the end, he couldn't stand it anymore as he picked up the script and asked, "If I chase after you, how do you feel?"

Han Xiner's eyes widened in surprise, "You ..you must be joking, right?"

"Uh .. yes, I was just kidding," Bei Chendong frustratedly played along, "That's the line from the script ..."

"Oh, lucky," Han Xiner's heart almost jumped out of her chest.

He then replied by punching his chest, "Sneaky b*stard base!"

Bei Chendong looked at Han Xiner like something was wrong with his head. He then raised the script in his hand and said, "Come on, let's practice."

"OK."

"By the way, when can I remove the sash on my arm?"

"Don't worry, it must be before you start filming."

In reality, Han Xiner had flipped through the script and knew the rough bottom of the story; she liked it a lot... So, she could already imagine, if Tangning and Bei Chendong worked together, the film would definitely be spectacular.

If he helped Bei Chendong practice, it would be considered a form of contribution, right?

The only problem is, the doctor in the movie is quite scary, like Bei Chendong ...

"You know, the only reason I live in seclusion is because I can't be bothered to socialize. I'm actually not strange," after a while, Bei Chendong suddenly explained. He then smiled as he mocked himself, "Who would have thought, the public would finally make me sound so mysterious that you are so afraid of me."

Han Xiner combed her hair with her fingers awkwardly.

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Meanwhile, while no one paid attention to the entertainment news, without warning, the century-old Tang Family kingdom suddenly released some shocking news.