After Transmigrating, I Started a Paid Romance with the CEO

Pei Qingjian took a deep breath, composed himself, and shifted his expression according to Zhou Pengyue’s instructions, repeating the lines […]

Director Wang quickly finished redoing Pei Qingjian’s makeup. It looked similar to before, but no longer as striking. Even the

Lin Xingchen: !!! Lin Xingchen stared at the message on his phone, then looked up at Fang Junhao and Xie

Very quickly, his wish came true. That day, Pei Qingjian was filming with Song Ye. They had just wrapped a

Seeing his expression, Pei Qingjian understood everything. Lan Xingchen argued, “I didn’t say to him that we’re just friends.” “Didn’t

Pei Qingjian could only obediently go into the bathroom. Zhou Pengyue had already arranged a room for Lan Xingchen after

Having worked in the entertainment industry for so many years, Yang Hao instinctively knew who could be offended and who

Lan Xingchen stayed six days. On the afternoon of the sixth day, he said goodbye to Pei Qingjian and flew

Lan Xingchen held him for quite a while before slowly letting go. He looked at Pei Qingjian, a bright smile

That night, Pei Qingjian naturally spent a passionate night with Lan Xingchen, to the point that the next morning he

Lan Xingchen froze for a moment, then couldn’t help but laugh. “Yeah, that’s definitely not just words,” he said, laughing.

Just as Xie Siqi finished speaking, Fang Junhao chimed in: “Little Pei, you don’t know—since you started bringing him meals,

Pei Qingjian, however, was not nearly as confident. After all, the role he was auditioning for this time was noticeably

However, things didn’t go as planned. Lan Xingchen wanted to do something, but due to a sudden task assigned by

Pei Qingjian continued preparing calmly to join the crew, while Xu Jianian felt increasingly unsettled. After being flatly refused by

Pei Qingjian opened his suitcase and took out the script. Ning Rong pulled up the freshly issued call sheet on

Of course, Ning Rong knew what kind of ‘like’ she meant. She sighed. “I do like him, but not the

“…Mm.” He answered reluctantly. “Why didn’t I see him today?” “He went to work,” Lan Xingchen said. “He won’t be

When Wen Yuan returned home, night had already fallen. Zhou Man hadn’t gone to bed yet; she was on the

Lan Xingchen grabbed Zhou Pengyue. “Who’s that?” Following his gaze, Zhou Pengyue assumed he was jealous of Pei Qingjian and