Chapter 408: Chapter 408: He Sits, Letting Her Do as She Pleases

"Ugh..." The director looked troubled. "This model has already been shot countless times, and we’ve changed models for this theme many times. This is already considered good."

Song Yi frowned, stood up, and casually handed the coffee to Tang Si.

She looked at the photos again and after a long pause said, "Their understanding is somewhat superficial, their poses are stiff, and their expressions lack emotion."

"But this..." The director was in a dilemma, "We really can’t find anyone better."

At this very moment, Tang Si sat in the seat where Song Yi had just been, relaxed, sipping the coffee Song Yi had just drunk, lazily drinking, and in his other hand was an unlit cigarette that had appeared at some point.

With his legs crossed lazily,

his long hand held the coffee as he took another sip, suddenly noticing Song Yi’s gaze on him. He curled his lips into a smile, his demeanor upright yet with a hint of roguish charm.

His peach blossom eyes took on a hint of spring with his smile, laced with flirtation, his gaze incredibly alluring. He spoke slowly, "It’s pretty good."

"..." Damn.

Song Yi withdrew her gaze.

She somewhat understood why she couldn’t stand looking at anyone.

Her standards had been set too high by Tang Si; how many men in this world are like Tang Si, such a rare breed?

He doesn’t have the demeanor of a policeman at all.

Acts more like a gangster.

"President Song." The director pointed at Tang Si, "I feel Assistant Tang can do it."

Song Yi followed the direction and looked at Tang Si again.

To let him strip in front of everyone and take those revealing and seductive photos?

... She didn’t want to.

"No," Song Yi said, "He’s quite conservative."

Tang Si suddenly stood up, tucked the cigarette behind his ear, tilted his head with a smile, and looked at Song Yi, his voice light, "I think I can."

Such a great opportunity to flirt, can it be missed? Certainly not.

Song Yi: ???

"Didn’t you say you wanted me to change careers?" Tang Si raised his eyebrows at her, slightly adjusting his sleeve. The smile behind his glasses with gold rims deepened, and even the corner of his eyes seemed faintly flushed.

It added a touch of allure to him.

Gold-rim glasses, black clothes, refined and restrained, yet behind the ear, he tucked a cigarette.

A mischievous smile that captivates the soul, imbuing his elegant and upright demeanor with a hint of wild and roguish charm.

The director was stunned for two seconds.

"President Song, President Song..."

"I really think he can."

This kind of man in the entertainment industry is a rarity. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Could he possibly... talk about signing a top-level contract!

This is definitely a walking goldmine.

Song Yi’s lips moved slightly, yet she couldn’t find a word to rebut. This man actually used her words against her.

...

Tang Si eventually followed inside to change clothes.

Song Yi sat outside waiting, looked waiting left and right, and kept glancing toward the changing room, yet the man was stubbornly not coming out.

She raised her hand to check her watch; half an hour had passed.

Did he get stuck in the changing room?

Unable to hold back anymore, she got up and walked toward the changing room.

"Knock, knock, knock—" Song Yi knocked on the door.

"Are you ready yet?"

Tang Si: "Not quite."

"What happened?"

Tang Si: "I can’t wear it."

Song Yi’s mouth twitched slightly: "???"

What does it mean, can’t wear it?

Seeing no answer from outside for a long time, the man inside spoke again, "Really can’t."

"I haven’t even seen this style of clothing before."

Song Yi thought for a moment, indeed, the clothes in the entertainment industry are sometimes strange, and sometimes she also can’t understand how to wear them.

Song Yi: "Then I’ll call someone to teach you."

After saying that, she turned and was about to leave.

"Click," the changing room door was pulled open by the man.

Next second, a hand pulled her inside.

The space inside was small, Song Yi leaned against the wall, the man pressed a hand on the wall by her ear.

The male hormone scent enveloped her completely, Song Yi closed her eyes tightly, her fair skin was tinged with a blush, she shrank her shoulders, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing." Beside her ear, his deep voice sounded, "Open your eyes and see, I really don’t know how to handle it."

Song Yi’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, but she didn’t open.

"Just take a look." Tang Si spoke again, "Better sort it out soon."

"Otherwise people will suspect we are doing something in here." His tone breathed low, in the confined space, it felt particularly amorous.

Indeed, lingering wasn’t a solution.

Besides, it’s not like she hadn’t seen it before.

What was she hesitating about?

She took a deep breath, ready to open her eyes to see the man bare-chested.

What’s in sight was his well-dressed appearance.

This... why is he wearing clothes?

Song Yi slightly pursed her lips; unexpectedly, she felt a bit disappointed.

The man smiled, teasing her hair with his fingertips, "I’ve been waiting for you here for a long time."

"Just wondering when you’d come."

Song Yi’s ears tingled with the sensation of her hair, her whole body felt like electricity running through.

Furthermore, along with his words, the warm breath provocatively brushed against her.

Turning her face red, the atmosphere gradually warmed.

Song Yi deeply inhaled, "What exactly are you trying to do?"

"Really not anything." Tang Si casually distant himself a bit, raised his eyes, his gaze intently focused on her, deep and dense, "Just wanted to spend some alone time with you."

"Just... seized an opportunity," Tang Si said. "Feel your presence as belonging only to me for a few moments."

He said this, softly calm and strangely became a bit solemn.

Tang Si seriously looked at her, "Haven’t been alone with you for so long."

Thump, thump—

Song Yi’s heart raced, some emotions spreading densely within her mind and heart.

He appeared, melancholic and lonely, the atmosphere was heavy and sad.

Song Yi’s eyelashes lightly fluttered, "Then what was it on the car just now?"

"You could still claim there was a ghost in the car?"

Tang Si: "..."

The good atmosphere was broken by one sentence.

"The clothes?" Song Yi said, "Take them out and change."

Tang Si pointed to the clothes hanging on the rack behind Song Yi.

Song Yi looked over, a white piece adorned with colorful ribbons, unclear of which wrap goes with which.

"Really quite ugly, these clothes." Tang Si said disdainfully.

"..." Song Yi licked her lips.

"Truly can’t tell where’s the nice part."

"Then..." Tang Si tried to leave.

Held back by Song Yi, she smiled, "Assistant Tang, obediently put them on for me."

Now she just wanted to see how he would look in this ugly cloth.

Tang Si raised his eyes, looked at her for a while.

He suddenly sat down on the small bench in the changing room.

"I really can’t." His expression was a gentle one of earnestness, looking up at her, hands spread, making a pose of surrender: "You help?"