In the hotel room, Dugu Ling placed the tablet on the bed and glanced at Hu Zi, who was still picking out clothes from the cabinet. He had an unsatisfied look on his face as he said, "It seems like it's a waste of time to let you study 7 or 8 years of clothing design abroad!"

Hu Zi was extremely embarrassed, he lowered his head and continued his selection.

Dugu Ling stood up, walked to the front of the wardrobe and looked around, frowning he asked, "How come there's no T-shirt?"

Hu Zi was speechless. Dugu Ling had always been a king, and always wore a suit when he went out. When had he ever worn a T-shirt?

"You go find him immediately," Dugu Ling returned to the sofa and picked up the tablet, "I want to wear a blue one."

At Dugu Ling's command, Hu Zi immediately found a few business cards and made a call. Half an hour later, the clothes were delivered. Dugu Ling could choose any size, size, or matching t-shirts he wanted.

Dugu Ling looked at it for a while, then picked one up and put it on. He stood in front of the mirror and walked around before asking Hu Zi, "How's this one? Does it look good?"

"Master's figure and temperament, you look good in whatever you wear." Tiger Dog's reply.

Dugu Ling felt that this piece of paper was not bad, and nodded his head after reading it.

In the luxurious suite of the hotel, most of the actors and film crew were already there. Only two seats were left empty; those were prepared for Dugu Ling and the producer.

The director and Shi Jiayin were whispering to each other. From time to time, Shi Jiayin would laugh out loud. It seemed that she was in quite a good mood.

The door to the suite was pushed open from the outside, and a man in his forties walked in accompanied by Leng Hao. He was the producer of this movie, Zhu Wei.

From the moment Leng Hao entered through the door, his gaze had already locked onto Yao Xiaoyan. He walked up to her and said, "Xiaoyan, in a while, come sit with me."

Dugu Ling had already stopped the change in actors, so Leng Hao was still the God of Fortune. The director immediately smiled at Yao Xiaoyan and said, "Xiao Yan, you and Young Master Leng are friends. Sit and chat with each other. Take good care of Young Master Leng for everyone!"

Yao Xiaoyan was unwilling to do so because she thought that it would be a good thing if she had Leng Hao around to prevent her from getting drunk. Hence, she did not refuse and walked to the front to stand beside Leng Hao.

Shi Jiayin frowned and looked at Yao Xiaoyan with deep jealousy and hatred.

Initially, Yao Xiaoyan did not think too much about it. It was just that she did not want to drink, so she did not notice the displeasure on Shi Jiayin's face.

Everyone sat down except Dugu Ling.

If it was anyone else, they would have been urged or ignored. However, Dugu Ling was a big shot, even if he was late, others would take it for granted. The group of people had expectant looks in their eyes as they chatted and waited.

Footsteps sounded outside the door, and then the door was pushed open. Everyone in the room woke up and turned to look at the door.

Hu Zi, who was dressed in black, walked out confidently. Behind him was the ice-cold Shadow King Dugu Ling, who was wearing a blue striped T-shirt and neat jeans. He looked like a trendy young man, causing all the women in the scene to scream.

Yao Xiaoyan lifted her head to take a look, and upon seeing Dugu Ling's clothes, she was stunned.

"Little Yan, quickly take a look. A blue T-shirt and tight jeans, isn't that what your dream lover looks like?" Bai Xiaobai could not hold back his excitement and hurriedly reminded Yao Xiaoyan.