Chapter 48 Shoot
There was a trace of misery in the air. Mary looked displeased. Did he want more? She raised her
head and her eyes met with William''s. His eyes carried the same expression that they''d always had.
Sheughed at herself because she realized that she was overthinking again.
"I''ll change the sheets for you." Mary red at William and pulled the pile of sheets from under his
arms. What happened that night left an indelible shadow in her heart. She had been keeping herself
from entering that room again.
Since William had lowered his pride and begged for her cooperation, she was bound to fulfill her
duties as his ''good wife'' that he bought with his wealth.
Mary bent over and meticulouslyid out the bed sheets.
William stood behind her with his arms crossed.
It was so quiet in the room that they could almost hear each other''s breathing. Mary felt that the
burning eyes on her back had been ring at her all this time, and it made her feel ufortable.
"Have you taken care of what happened?" Mary broke the eerie atmosphere.
"Yeah." Naturally, William understood what she meant by "what happened".
"That''s good to know." Mary nodded. She could finally visit her mother at the hospital without the
paparazzi chasing her everywhere. She didn''t want the person she wanted to protect the most to be
dragged into her problems.
"Do you want to shoot an ad?"
William said out of the blue.
"Are you asking me?" After she finished with the bed sheets, Mary turned around and stared at
William.
"That''s right."
"I''m not interested." Mary''s eyes remained cold as she walked past him. "You can sleep now."
"You''re going to be paid handsomely. Don''t you want the money?" William scowled.
"I don''t need it." Mary closed the door behind her without looking back. It was merely an ident
that she acted in a TV opera. If she ever advertised again, she wasn''t sure how it would turn out.
Even if she needed the money now, she understood which money should be earned, and what she
shouldn''t dare to earn.
William shook his head in disbelief and threw himself onto the bed. The bed was filled with a mellow
fragrance which helped him rx his senses, and it induced a peaceful sleep.
Early in the morning, when William got up to open the door, the smell of fooding from the
kitchen wafted into his nose. A half-smile appeared on his face as he made his way to the kitchen,
but his smile quickly faded when he saw that Mary was already at the door, changing her shoes.
Before he had the chance to speak, Mary had already walked out of the house, leaving only the
sound of the door closing behind her.
William was not happy that she was still avoiding him. Then he caught a glimpse of therge
wedding photo on the wall. The smiles on both of their faces were as beautiful as flowers, but at this
moment, that picture was nothing but a great irony.
The morning sunshine illuminated the meeting room.
"I think it would be better if we let Victor have this shoot." Manager Zhang of the nning
Department said, "Recently, Victor has received a lot of attention from the media. If he''s in the
pictures, it will definitely attract a lot of attention."
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"This time, we''re going to shoot amercial for ourpany''s real estate, and the main theme is
the word ''warm''," someone retorted. "Even if Victor is famous, he doesn''t fit into this theme."
"Yes, I see." These words created a heated discussion.
William sat at the forefront, listening to everyone''s opinions. He hardly participated in the
discussion, and was absent-minded for most of the time.
He was puzzled by his actionsst night. He wondered why he had asked Mary to be the actress in
thismercial. Was it because of the director''s suggestion? Or was it because he thought her
acting was perfectst time?
"In my opinion," another person said, "We can find a model couple in the entertainment circle and
let them act in this publicity video together, which reflects ourpany''s interpretation of the word
''home''."
"That''s actually a good idea."
"Yes, that could work!"
A husband and wife? Home?
William knocked on the table with his fingers, his eyes showed signs of absolute confidence. His
voice was not loud, but he had gravitas. This was the biggest move he had done since he entered
the meeting room.
Everyone inside the room gave him their attention. "How about this?" said William unhurriedly, "My
wife, Mary, and I will star in this promotional video together."
As soon as he said this, the whole meeting room was in an uproar, and doubtful eyes were cast
towards William.
"We are a married couple, and also the head of thepany," said William. His eyes gleamed with
certainty. "Let us star in themercial for the building, and it will undoubtedly increase the
confidence of the consumers."
"Yes!" Manager Zhao mmed his hands on the table. "We can turn the promotional video into a
public welfaremercial, which will erase the utilitarian branding of thepany, and it will better
reflect our concept of ''home''."
"It can also make up for the ident caused by the previous ident and restore thepany''s
image."
"He''s right. That''s right!"
"So, you all agree then?" William nodded with satisfaction.
When Kevin ryed the results to Mary, she did not look happy about the resolution.
What kind of public welfaremercial were they talking about? Did it mean she wouldn''t be paid?
ording to the terms of the contract, ''Party B must try to cooperate with Party A''s work under all
possible conditions''. William invoked this use to sessfully force Mary toply.
If she knew that she couldn''t escape the fate of making themercial sooner orter, she would
just ept William''s proposal. At least that way, she could get paid.
But it was inconceivable to think that William would act in an advertisement.
"Come with me to the studio this afternoon." William stood in front of Mary''s desk and spoke
arrogantly.
"Got it." Mary raised her head and nced at him.
"Are you going to eat?"
"Mr. Lan, please go on without me, I still have some work to finish."
Mary gave him an indifferent expression and a cold tone. Was she still the same Mary who would
jump up and down when she heard that she had gotten a raise? Was this still the woman who would
smile when she knew that he had brought her some delicious food? William was taken aback.
He snorted and went to his office.
The moment he turned around, Mary suddenly raised her head. ''What''s wrong with William? He
seems to be fawning over me. Is he trying to atone for his sins?'' The studio was bustling, and
people went back and forth, trying to set up the props.
While their arms were intertwined, Mary''s back stiffed when she smelled the light fragranceing
from William.
That same scent always reminded her of that crazy night they had together.
Seeing that William and Mary had arrived, Director Cui weed them in person.
"Oh, you''re finally here." Director Cui said with a smile, "You two are a perfect match. You look no
less than the actors themselves!"
"I''m ttered," William replied, "But I do apologize in advance if we make mistakester."
"Don''t say that."
After some small talk, the director walked them through the details of themercial.
"In all honesty, there''s no need for you to act," Director Cui proudly dered. "Just show us what
you do to express your love to each other at home. Try to be natural and don''t panic..."
The corners of Mary''s mouth twitched. ''Aren''t we acting already? I''m sure it can''t get any more
natural than this.''
"The first scene will show Mr. Lan ying the piano, while Mrs. Lan watches him affectionately.
Then the two of them will lovingly embrace each other. The second scene will portray Mrs. Lan
cooking in the kitchen. Mr. Lan will gently walk over to his wife and hug her from behind."
Mary''s face turned sour. What she feared the most wasing. She had sworn off any physical
contact with William, but the director told her otherwise.
"It''s quite simple, isn''t it?" The more Director Cui spoke, the more excited he became. "These are
just ordinary scenes. It''s not that difficult. Please read the script. We''ll be starting soon."
"Understood." William smiled and nodded.
"You''re going to y the piano? You know how to?" Mary asked. Although William came from a
''rich'' family, he didn''t have the breeding that a person from a ''rich'' family should have.
He was bossy, stingy, neat freak, and had a face devoid of emotion. She couldn''t imagine him
ying the piano at all, and it made her chuckle.
"I guess you''re going to find out when you see it." William grinned from ear to ear. He didn''t seem to
care about Mary''s doubts about him.
Mary raised her eyebrows. "Well, boss, I''ll be waiting for you to disy your talent."
In the dressing room, Amelia was dressing Mary up. "I haven''t seen you for a long time. You are still
so beautiful." "Amelia, you''re also beautiful too." Mary smiled.
"Mary, which suit do you think looks best on me?" William appeared out of the blue and asked.
"You have a designer, and a stylist. Why are you asking me?" Mary closed her eyes and waited for
Amelia to put on her makeup.
"I value your opinion the most."
Huh... Mary stifled a sneer and calmly responded, "The blue one."
"Why?"
"Because your surname is Lan." (In Chinese, ''blue'' is called ''Ian''.)
"Puff..." The two of them remained
expressionless, but Amelia couldn''t help but burst intoughter. "I never knew Mrs. Lan can say
such wonderful words!" Amelia kept smiling unabated. "Mr. Lan is really blessed to have such a
wife."
"Indeed, I am." William did not refute. He raised his eyebrows and left the dressing room.
"Mary, would you like a blue dress?" Amelia teased.
"Forget it. My surname is not Lan."
With her hair coiled up, Mary wore a creamy white dress with a blue belt. Walking around with an
eight centimeter high heels, she looked regal and elegant.
As soon as she walked out of the dressing room, she saw that William was already sitting before
the piano.
Did he really wear a blue suit?
As if he felt Mary''s gaze on his back, William slowly turned around with a warm smile on his face.
"My wife, allow me to y a song for you, okay?"
Behind him was a gentle ray of sunshine, and his body was covered in a halo of light. He wore a
sapphire blue suit and a beige tie, which matched perfectly with Mary''s dress.
His tall figure, elegant smile, and the sapphire blue suit fitted him well.
He slowly sat in front of the piano, and ced his slender fingers on the ck and white keys. The
corners of his mouth slightly raised. He nced at Mary again and his fingers started moving.
Mary took two steps forward. The expression on her face was incredulous. She was shocked and
intoxicated.
In everyone''s eyes, the scene was nothing short of magical. "Victor, let''s go. You still have work
tonight." Jorge patted Victor who was clearly stunned.
Victor frowned and said nothing. He went the studio to take a few sets of photos. But when he
finished changing and got out of his dressing room, he saw that William and Mary were shooting for
the advertisement.
He was so jealous that the beautiful Mary was standing with William. But what made him even more
jealous was the way she gazed at him.
It seemed as if the two of them were the only ones remaining in the world, and there was only one
person she could see; and it was William. There was so much passion in her eyes, and it almost
drove Victor insane.
Victor sped his hands together until his knuckles cracked. "Let''s go," he snorted.
''William, do you want to crash and burn?''