27: Chapter 27 Yang Mi Personally Opens the "Back Door"

The Film Crew had arranged a pitifully small role for Lin Chen.

He couldn't even be considered a proper supporting character; he only had one brief scene, and his lines could be counted on one hand.

This wasn't because the director looked down on him or was intentionally making things difficult for him.

To carve out this single opportunity for him to appear, the directing team had been tearing their hair out in private.

After all, Yang Mi was the biggest investor and the female lead.

When the big boss personally speaks up to insert someone, who dares to take it lightly?

In the Film Crew, her word carried more weight than the director shouting through a megaphone all day.

The difficulty lay in the fact that the show was already more than halfway through filming and nearing completion.

All the major characters had already made their appearances.

Without swapping out actors mid-stream, it was impossible to carve out a decent spot.

The screenwriter went through the script with a magnifying glass and finally picked out a few barely acceptable roles for Yang Mi to review.

Some had seemingly significant screen time, appearing over several episodes, but they were all just dead-end extras standing in the back as human background props.

Throughout the whole scene, they would only say "Mm," "Ah," or "Understood."

After much picking and choosing, only the script in hand had a bit of prestige, at least having a prominent name.

Character Name: Dongfang Zhaoyu.

Background Setting: "Chess King" Dongfang Zhaoyu, recognized by the martial arts world as the most handsome man, with peerless chess skills. After his death, he left behind the "Zhaoyu Chess Manual," which happened to be found by the male protagonist.

In this script's setting, martial arts and fighting were considered inferior; chess was the main way to show off.

The male protagonist relied on this chess manual to dominate his rivals and even captivated the female lead.

Dongfang Zhaoyu's role was like that of a reclusive master in a wuxia novel, purely a legendary god-tier figure whose name was heard of but never seen in the flesh.

According to the original script, this character had long since died, mentioned only once in the first episode.

Now, to allow Lin Chen to appear on screen, the screenwriter had forced in a dream-teaching scene.

"How is it? I looked until my eyes were blurred to settle on this one. Although there's only one scene, the character's prestige is high. The others were all just cannon fodder standing in the back."

Yang Mi explained while softly draping her fair, tender arm over Lin Chen's shoulder.

Lin Chen smiled faintly: "It's quite good. The size doesn't matter; I'm purely going in to have some fun. The character setting is also passable."

Hearing this, Yang Mi's stunning face blossomed into a charming smile, and she secretly breathed a huge sigh of relief.

Even she didn't realize that, subconsciously, she was actually very afraid that Lin Chen would lose his temper and be dissatisfied.

"As long as you are satisfied."

"When is it scheduled to be filmed?" Lin Chen asked.

"It depends on your schedule; you decide."

"Tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Yang Mi was stunned, hesitating to speak, "It's not that we can't... but you should at least prepare a little, right? You haven't even stood in front of a camera before..."

Lin Chen turned his head to look at her: "Are you looking down on me? Do you think I can't handle a mere scene?"

"How could I!"

Yang Mi immediately wrapped her hands around Lin Chen's shoulders, pressing her ample bosom against him with force, and said with a seductive smile: "My husband is absolutely a peerless genius; a single scene is nothing but a breeze for you! Let's set it for tomorrow; I'll go arrange it with the director right away."

After speaking, she stood up and walked out of the room, swaying her plump, perky peach-like buttocks.

Adding a scene is no small matter; they would have to build a real cave set overnight.

Only a big boss like Yang Mi, who brought funding to the crew, could make such a demand. If it were an ordinary actor, they would have to queue for at least ten days or half a month to add a scene.

Once Yang Mi left, only Lin Chen and Dilraba remained in the room.

Dilraba was still sitting on the left armrest of the chair, her soft, delicate body still pressing tightly against Lin Chen's left shoulder.

She lowered her head without saying a word, extending a slender, lily-white finger to poke at the solid muscles of Lin Chen's arm again and again.

"What's wrong with you?" Lin Chen sensed something was off.

Usually, this silly girl would chatter endlessly; why had she turned into a mute today?

It would have been fine if he hadn't spoken, but with this question, Dilraba completely broke down.

Her pink, tender lips pouted, and two lines of crystalline tears rolled down from her watery, large eyes, landing on her fair thighs.

"You... you haven't been paying any attention to me!"

She sobbed aggrievedly, her weeping intermittent, while the two unconstrained mounds on her chest trembled violently, inviting endless imagination.

Lin Chen frowned, his right hand flashing out to grab her slender, fair wrist.

He placed two fingers directly on her pulse to check.

With the dual support of Grandmaster-level Qi Cultivation and his status as a Grandmaster Divine Doctor, he discerned the truth in seconds.

Her body was absolutely fine; it was purely caused by intense emotional fluctuations.

Lin Chen felt extremely bewildered: "When did I ignore you?"

He felt he had simply encountered an unprovoked disaster.

Could it be that she was wronged during filming and came to use him as a punching bag?

Lin Chen frowned.

When it came to women, he was completely an outsider.

"You... you were just focused on talking to her earlier, making me feel like an unnecessary outsider." Dilraba cried aggrievedly, tears streaming down her face like rain on pear blossoms.

Lin Chen was stunned; was it just because of this trivial matter?

He sighed.

He extended his long arm, reaching behind Dilraba, and placed his palm on her other fragrant shoulder.

His thumb accurately pressed onto her Jianjing acupoint.

As a Grandmaster Divine Doctor, he knew that the Jianjing acupoint was one of the body's seven major Qi-dispersing acupoints, and pressing it could resolve stagnation, promote circulation, and soothe turbulent emotions.

Actually, the most effective acupoint was the Tanzhong acupoint.

Unfortunately, the location was too critical, positioned exactly between her two snowy white mounds.

If he reached out to press the center, he would inevitably sink directly into the deep cleavage and the plump, soft flesh, and would definitely be treated as a pervert.

However, even though he deliberately avoided suspicion, Dilraba still misunderstood.

This action was just like Lin Chen opening his arms and pulling her tightly into his embrace.

Enveloped by the strong man's arms, the bitterness in Dilraba's heart instantly dissipated by more than half.

She pouted her rosy lips, her body softened, and she slid off the armrest of the chair, straddling directly onto Lin Chen's lap.

Her two snowy white, rounded thighs straddled both sides of Lin Chen.

She naturally extended her two fair, tender, lotus-root-like arms and wrapped them tightly around Lin Chen's neck.

"In the future, you are not allowed to treat me like air." Dilraba's watery, large eyes were filled with tears.

At this moment, she was extremely delicate and fragile, looking exactly like a lost little girl.

Looking at the stunning beauty sitting in his embrace, feeling the astonishing friction on his thighs and the heavy pressure on his chest, a wave of heat involuntarily surged in Lin Chen's heart.

He didn't understand women, but that absolutely didn't mean he didn't like beauties throwing themselves into his arms.

"You... do you have a crush on me?" Lin Chen stared at her and asked seriously.

Two red clouds instantly flew onto Dilraba's stunningly beautiful face.

She didn't answer directly, but instead tilted up her fair chin, her red lips almost touching the tip of Lin Chen's nose, and asked back: "What about you? Do you have a crush on me?"

Lin Chen thought for a moment and nodded decisively: "I do. It's not like there's something wrong with my orientation; you are so charming, and your figure is so alluring, any normal man would be tempted."

"Really?" Dilraba instantly blossomed with a huge, joyful smile.

Was this a disguised confession?

"Absolutely true."

"Since that's the case..."

Dilraba happily dangled her fair calves, her smooth skin constantly rubbing against Lin Chen, "Do you like Yang Mi?"

Lin Chen nodded again: "Of course I like her too. Do you think she looks worse than you, or that her figure is inferior to yours?"

"Ah? How can you be like this!"

Dilraba instantly straightened her waist, the two mounds of soft flesh on her chest that had been flattened suddenly bounced back to their original state, shaking violently up and down several times.

She furrowed her pretty brows, her face full of displeasure: "You are too greedy! Do you really plan on having multiple wives and concubines?"

Lin Chen nodded without changing his expression: "Yes, that is exactly what I plan to do."

This was the absolute truth.

Having lived two lifetimes, he had long seen through life.

In this life, he only wanted to live wantonly and freely.

Say what he wanted to say, do what he wanted to do.

Tear off the hypocritical mask, and never act according to others' expectations.

Coveting beauty is a man's nature.

He never hid his greed.

As for whether the outside world would call him a scumbag or despise him, what did that have to do with him?

In his previous life, he lived desperately for the sake of others' opinions, only to end up alone and dying miserably on a hospital bed.

In this life, he only lived for his own satisfaction.

Lin Chen's directness and honesty completely baffled Dilraba.

The approach completely defied conventional logic.

She stared with wide eyes, not even knowing how to respond.

"You... aren't you afraid of ending up with nothing in the end? Aren't you afraid we'll all dump you?" After holding it in for a long time, Dilraba finally managed to squeeze out a sentence.

Lin Chen countered: "You already decided to divorce me after a year; how is that any different from ending up with nothing?"

Dilraba bit her red lips: "If I say... I mean, hypothetically, if I don't ask for a divorce, but the condition is that you can only love me alone, would you do it?"

Lin Chen shook his head decisively: "No."

"Why!"

"I said it just now, I am greedy."

Dilraba pursed her lips tightly and stood up directly from Lin Chen's lap.

Her pair of large eyes glared fiercely at the man in front of her.

Her breathing was so rapid she was almost gasping for air, her plump snowy peaks rising and falling with it.

After a full half-minute, she took a deep breath, gave Lin Chen a thumbs up: "To be such a righteous and clear-cut scumbag, this is the first time I've seen it in the twenty-plus years I've been alive! Lin Chen, you playboy! If I don't divorce you in a year, I'm a puppy!"

Dilraba slammed the door in a huff and ran back to the room across the hall.

Once inside, she threw herself onto the large, soft bed.

She rolled over and straddled a large pillow, treating it as Lin Chen, and raised her two fair, tender fists to smash down on it frantically.

"Beat you to death, you playboy! Smash you to death, you philanderer!"