After the monster incident last time, An Li had decided to behave herself.
Lyon found a new opportunity for An Li. This time, it was a commercial blockbuster, and a female role was just icing on the cake.
Due to An Li's recent popularity and Leon's various connections, she finally had a tiny bit of hope that she could step on the last train to Hollywood. According to Leon's original words, An Li belonged to the category of living a bad life rather than dying a good death. With her attitude, only he was willing to introduce her to a role.
An Li finished the last mouthful of Haagen-Dazs. Thinking about it carefully, she realized that Lyon was right.
For her, everything she did was for the sake of living.
"Life isn't easy, buddy." An Li lazily took out a thin female menthol cigarette and held it between her fingers. Her fingernails were bright red, and she looked as charming as a cat.
Lyon looked at her as if she were crazy. "I thought you didn't smoke?"
An Li said, "You don't understand. It's used to express my mood. It's called acting cool. "
Lyon said, "Go to hell."
…
An Li was very happy to receive the investment of 100 million dollars in the commercial blockbuster, so she happily made a vase.
Her style was gorgeous, and her beautiful figure was very eye-catching on the set. She became the focus of attention wherever she went. From time to time, the group of men would glance in An Li's direction. She was bending her legs to apply sunscreen.
Her hands wandered around her calves, melting the white sunscreen. Her delicate feet were straight, slender and white. Her skin was different from the wheat-colored skin of Latin beauties. The natural beauty of Asian beauties lay in their flawless skin. Even with snow-white skin, there were still no spots or pores.
"God, she's a stunner." The male lead gasped.
"How about it? You can try asking her out. It's easy to get this kind of unknown beauty. "
"Hey, forget it. I don't want to be her lover with those big bosses."
An Li did not hear their unbridled discussion, and she was too lazy to argue with them. She carefully applied the sunscreen. After all, her body and face were the foundation of her survival. She had to protect them well.
After finishing the last scene, An Li stretched herself and planned to have a good dinner.
At this time, someone walked over. It was a middle-aged gentleman with grey hair. An Li remembered him. He was the director and scriptwriter of the movie.
"Mr. Pirte." An Li nodded politely.
She had always been polite to people who could give her money.
"Are you free this evening?" The gentleman smiled and invited her.
An Li remained indifferent and quickly came up with an excuse to refuse. The gentleman Pirte took out a handkerchief from his breast pocket and wiped his hands. He said, "I think you don't have to refuse first, especially before the movie is released. Everything is unknown."
An Li looked at him and smiled politely. "So?"
"You know, you don't have many scenes in this movie. Even if you're cut, it's very easy to replace you." He looked at her. "I just hope you'll be careful. There aren't many stepping stones for actresses, and I'm willing to share the burden for you."
An Li knew that she would have a hard time in the future if she offended him.
She had already chopped the stinking hooligan into pieces in her mind, but she looked calm and smiled faintly.
An Li took out a thin and long menthol cigarette from her bag and held it between her fingers. Her fingers were long and slender, and her red nails were round and full. Her demeanor was extremely languid. Looking at her, Peter's throat moved. He couldn't wait to drag her into his Lincoln car and have some fun.
"Then, how much do you have to compensate me for replacing the actress?"
Pirte shrugged, thinking she was flirting. "It's just a few hundred thousand dollars. Darling, I believe you'll get at least a zero after tonight. "
An Li was surprised.
"That's a lot?"
Pirte said, "W-What?"
An Li curled her lips and took a step forward.
Tony Stark was sitting in the back of the car, thinking about the meeting tomorrow. Happy, who was in the driver's seat, was driving attentively, but when he turned the corner, he saw a slim figure standing on the street.
"Ah, it's Miss An Li."
"An Li?"
He leaned against the window with interest and said, "Slow down."
Hapi slowed down the car, and they saw An Li standing on the side of the street, smiling at the middle-aged gentleman opposite her. Happy didn't know how many times he had seen such a scene. He glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that Tony looked interested.
Hapi said, "They'll get in the car together, right?"
"No." Tony snapped his fingers. "I bet it'll be the opposite."
As soon as he finished speaking, An Li's smile became even brighter. Under the man's restless gaze, she lifted one of her feet. Her high heel abruptly fell, heavily crushing the man's leather shoes.
"Ouch!"
The man's face changed as he hugged his feet and started to wail.
Tony said, "Look."
Hapi said, "… What a wonderful lady."
A silver-gray supercar stopped on the side of the road. An Li heard the director's cursing and turned around, only to see the door open automatically. Tony Stark crossed his legs and curled his finger at her. "Get in."
Pirte fell silent.
An Li shrugged and said to him, "I'm sorry, my sugar daddy is this one."
Stark: "…"
Hapi chuckled but didn't say anything. When women wanted to make use of people, it was simply too convenient, but Tony was obviously enjoying it.
An Li got into the car gracefully. She lost her balance in her high heels and stumbled, almost falling into Tony's arms. Her arrogant aura from just a moment ago was instantly reduced by half. This didn't stop An Li from caressing her long hair and leisurely crossing her long legs.
"Thank you," she said.
"I'm your sugar daddy after all." Tony raised an eyebrow. "So, shouldn't you exercise your responsibility?"
An Li said in surprise, "I don't have any experience. My bed skills will be terrible."
"Screech!"
The car suddenly turned the steering wheel and almost braked to a stop on the spot. Happy's face stiffened. Under the innocent gazes of the two, he silently pressed a button. A metal barrier slowly descended from the back of the seat, completely separating the front and back of the seat so that he couldn't hear anything.
An Li crossed her arms. "Your housekeeper is quite innocent."
"I hope you can say the same when we're in bed." As expected of an experienced flirt, Tony continued the conversation with ease, making An Li somewhat unable to keep up with him.
An Li decided to change the topic.
"Where are we going?"
"To be precise, it's me." Tony swiped his finger in the air. "We're going back to the Duplex Building."
"Tsk, Mr. Stark is so xenophobic."
An Li leaned lazily on the back of the seat and said, "Then send me to the front. I don't know if your driver can hear us."
"Actually, there's no need to rush."
Tony sat up straight. He had been studying the fallen fruit of Xiao Huahua for the past few days, but he didn't find anything. Maybe it was just an ordinary fruit? He asked different experts, but they all didn't know anything.
After listening to Tony's description, An Li didn't expect Xiao Huahua to bear fruit on its own. Now that she thought about it, it was a completely independent life form.
"So you don't know?" Tony asked.
"Although I don't know what it's for, but —" An Li looked certain. "My intuition tells me that there's absolutely no harm in bringing it with you."
"Has your intuition ever been accurate?"
"It depends on what it is."
"Then do you think we'll have a wonderful night tonight?"
An Li was silent for a few seconds. She suddenly looked at him seriously, her beautiful eyes unblinking.
"To be honest, I'm starting to think about the benefits of being your sugar daddy."
The smoothly moving car suddenly shook.
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