Today was Monday, and there were only a few customers in the Womankiss Café.

Zhao Yilin always liked to come over for a coffee when there were fewer people around. She stared blankly at the European-style office building that was shown on the other side of the street.

Every once in a while a flock of pigeons would fly down from the roof, landing in the garden in front of the building or standing on white tables and chairs outside the coffee shop.

That night, he still vividly remembered the scene of him twisting his candy in the hotel bed with Huo Yelin.

They had done it who knows how many times that night. In her half dream, she heard the sound of Huo Yelin getting up and putting on his clothes. Before she left, he whispered into her ear, "If you need anything, just come find me."

Linlin, Linlin? "Hey!"

Zhao Yilin snapped out of her daze, nearly knocking the coffee out of her hand.

Fang Xinying looked at her with disdain, "What are you thinking about? Could he have fallen in love? "

Zhao Yilin smiled wryly, "Nonsense, do I look like one?"

Fang Xinying shook her head with the spoon, but when she saw the red mark on her collar, she quickly nodded.

"If you have time to study me, you might as well hurry up and think about what you should do during the audition." Zhao Yilin touched her coffee cup with both hands, looking both serious and nervous. "It's been two years since the screenwriter released his novel. She's been checking it out herself, so we have to do our best."

Fang Xinying no longer joked and nodded her head.

Huo Jing Film and Television was an unremarkable pawn in the Huo Family's business empire. However, it also accounted for more than 30% of the movie market in the country.

The main reason was that Huo Qiang was an outstanding entrepreneur who paid special attention to talent training. His grandson, Huo Yelin, created a more rigorous and quality oriented management model based on him, which allowed many famous directors, writers and actors at home and abroad to gather under his arm.

Especially in recent years, the movie has become a synonym for excellent movies.

Writer Fu was a famous novelist in the literary world. In recent years, she had entered the film industry and adapted her works into movies, TV dramas, and became popular with many new people. Upon hearing that she had a new work, the new citizens of the country all rushed to come and audition for her.

As Zhao Yilin and Fang Xinying were both signed up for the film show, they were allowed to participate in the audition first.

Zhao Yilin had chosen the second female lead, Gesun Shan. Just like her, Fang Xinying had chosen to compete fair and square with her.

"Number thirty-six, Fang Xinying."

Zhao Yilin and Fang Xinying exchanged encouraging glances and walked into the office with a smile on their faces.

The next one was him.

Zhao Yilin held her chest, closed her eyes and started meditating, slowly immersing herself in Gesun Shan's role.

Gesanshan was a bad guy. She would hide herself behind a black curtain and stab a man she liked but couldn't get.

The corridor was crowded with people who had come to take part in the audition. Everyone was quietly looking at their scripts or leaning their heads against the wall to cultivate their emotions.

At this moment, a sharp sound of high heels came from the corridor. Everyone looked over with dissatisfaction, but no one dared to show any dissatisfaction when they saw the person who came over. This was because the owner of the high heels was the famous actress Qin Shan Shan.

Her high black shoes were like two awls that could pierce a person to death. The extremely low V-neck black skirt perfectly enhanced her firm and plump figure. She was covered in makeup and her red lips looked as if they had just tasted blood.

When Qin Shan Shan passed by with the wind, the strong scent of roses made Zhao Yi Lin sneeze. Qin Shan Shan didn't stop and turned back to look at her.

Zhao Yilin lowered her eyes. She was not afraid, but she felt it was funny. Her name was very similar to Gesanshan, who was in a bad mood.

"Number 37, Zhao Yilin."

She was here, but how many times had she failed in the past? Still smiling confidently, she walked into the office.

She began by performing the audition of Gesanshan sneaking into the hero's house to steal material.

The director held his chin in his hand as he exchanged glances with Editor Fu. It was an unremarkable action, but Zhao Yilin could feel the dissatisfaction and disapproval in his eyes.

She endured the heartache and wanted to finish her act, but the screenwriter suddenly stopped her with a clap of his hands.

"Miss Zhao, do you think you're suitable for this role?"

Zhao Yilin saw that her smile was friendly, so she calmed down and said, "No, it's not appropriate."

"What's wrong with it?"

"Because I can't read some of her thoughts. I can't walk into her world."

The scriptwriter nodded, whispered something to the director, and said to her, "How about this? Can you show us a scene that best expresses your recent feelings?"

Zhao Yilin thought about it and nodded.

She closed her eyes and imagined herself sitting on the swing her mother had built for her, pushed forward by the breeze, the blue sky, the white clouds and the sun closing in on her.

The scene changed and she was standing in the cold dark room. Grandma who was lying on the bed slowly opened her eyes and stretched out her hand. She rushed over and held it, crying and laughing. "Grandma, I'm back." She kept rubbing her grandmother's hand and said, "I knew they were lying to me. Your hand is still so warm, how could you leave?"

Finally, a light rain fell on the dark night sky.

She covered her head with her hands and kept running home. The muddy sidewalk was full of potholes. She was limping, and cars passed by her from time to time. Dirty water splattered her body.

She was still a long way from home when she heard the vicious footsteps of a stranger behind her. She resisted the urge to scream as she ran forward, and just as the black hand was about to grab her, she crashed into an embrace.

The big black umbrella shielded her from the rain and the danger behind her. She raised her head and saw his face. The moment she saw his face, she jumped out of her role and broke out in a cold sweat.

Fu Shuo smiled as he clapped, "You did well. We will inform you of the results as soon as possible."

"Thank you." Zhao Yilin bowed deeply and left the office. As soon as the door was opened, Qin Shan Shan barged in.

Zhao Yelin was still feeling embarrassed and ashamed after seeing Huo Yelin's face in her fantasy, so she didn't pay attention to Qin Shan Shan's reaction. She simply closed the door and left.

Three days later, Huo Yelin invited a few investment partners from the new movie over to C Hotel for dinner.

While he was singing in the private room, he had also invited a few young and beautiful ladies to accompany him. Each of them had their arms around the other, but they were all acting reserved in front of outsiders, as they did not want to leave a bad impression on Huo Yelin.

When the boss of B Securities Company, Jiang Lin, saw that Huo Yelin did not call her 'Miss', he could not help but tease her, "Boss Huo, tell me, if you are not 'Miss', how do you want us brothers to play?"

Huo Yelin took a sip of his whiskey and said in a low voice, "There's still work tomorrow morning. It's not our first time eating, so there's no need to be polite with me."

As soon as he spoke, the room was flooded with lust and the temperature rose. Those decent hands reached out towards the women, and the sounds of laughter and obscenities became more and more frequent.

A young lady wearing a black skirt was singing "Converse Flow like River." The singing was quite well done. Huo Yelin's brows were knitted tightly together. He recalled the phone call he had made to Zhao Yilin earlier that day.

Zhao Yilin asked, "What's the matter?"

Huo Yelin: "Come to C Hotel with me tonight."

"You're crazy!" Zhao Yilin hung up the phone right after he scolded her. It was already off when he called her again.

Huo Yelin laughed. Everyone at the table looked over in surprise. No one thought he was happy.

Huo Yelin said, "Waiter, ask Lilly to come over."

Lilly is the most famous young lady in A City. She has a master's degree in finance, a model figure, French blood, and a pair of attractive blue eyes.

Just as the waiter was about to leave, someone knocked on the door.

The door to the private room was pushed open. Qin Shan Shan walked in with her standard model steps and gracefully sat beside Huo Yelin. She extended her hand and said, "Hello, Director Huo. My name is Qin Shan."