Chapter 671: Chapter 671

"Mr. Zhang, rest assured! If anyone dares to take our company’s money and not deliver, I will make sure they regret ever coming into this world, and they will cough up double what they’ve eaten!" Feng Qinglu guaranteed.

"Mhm." Zhang Xiaohao nodded.

He waved his hand authoritatively and had a group of people taken away!

"Now that the matter is settled, Wang Mengmeng, you can continue shooting," Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.

"But, without a secondary female lead, how do you expect me to keep filming?" Wang Mengmeng rolled her eyes as she spoke.

"Are you dumb? Can’t you just pick someone from the extras? Do you really need me to teach you such a simple solution?" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"What about the scenes we’ve already shot?" Wang Mengmeng asked.

"There’s nothing Bai Xue Company lacks except for money! Let’s scrap everything and start over. Hmm, this time we must produce a masterpiece," Zhang Xiaohao declared with overflowing confidence.

"..." Wang Mengmeng was speechless.

As per Zhang Xiaohao’s orders, she had no choice but to scrap all the footage of the secondary female lead and chose a girl from the cast who looked relatively innocent to take on the role.

Time flew by, and before they knew it, it was already evening.

Aside from Wang Mengmeng announcing the end of the day’s filming, a group of people packed up their things and headed for the hotel they had booked.

Once at the hotel, Wang Mengmeng asked everyone else to go ahead and start dinner.

With Zhang Xiaohao, she reserved a quiet private room.

"What are you trying to do? I warn you not to mess around, I sell my talent, not my body," Zhang Xiaohao said seriously, with his arms crossed.

"Hmph! Cut the act, as if I don’t know what kind of person you are," Wang Mengmeng said irritably.

She called the waiter over, ordered two dishes, and then passed the menu to Zhang Xiaohao.

Zhang Xiaohao didn’t even look at the menu and directly instructed,

"Bring us six of the best signature dishes you have here, and also, bring us two bottles of ’82 Lafite wine! Ah, it would be even better if you have the ’69 vintage," he ordered.

"Alright, sir, please wait a moment," the waiter said with a smile.

After speaking, he turned and left.

"Zhang Xiaohao, you’re ordering so much; can we finish it all?" Wang Mengmeng said.

"If I’m not worried, why are you?" Zhang Xiaohao shrugged.

"Humph! I’m telling you, you’re paying for this meal!" Wang Mengmeng pouted her sexy, sultry lips and said.

"Hehe," Zhang Xiaohao chuckled.

"What’s so funny?" Wang Mengmeng asked. The most update n0vels are published on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵·𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮·𝓷𝓮𝓽

"Do you really want to know?" Zhang Xiaohao teased with a playful smile.

"Speak!" Wang Mengmeng said.

"Remember, you asked me to say it, so you can’t blame me after!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Speak! I promise I won’t blame you!" Wang Mengmeng said, biting her silver teeth.

"Swear first!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Fine! I swear that no matter what Zhang Xiaohao says next, I promise I won’t get angry! And I definitely won’t blame him!" Wang Mengmeng declared.

"Now you can say it, right?" Wang Mengmeng said.

"Eat mine!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a meaningful expression.

"What did you say? Eat what of yours?" Wang Mengmeng asked, puzzled.

"Eat, my, food!" Zhang Xiaohao reiterated.

"Oh, I know! Aren’t I eating your treat right now? Is there something wrong with that?" Wang Mengmeng asked, bewildered.

"Haha..." Zhang Xiaohao could no longer hold back and burst into laughter.

"Zhang Xiaohao, what are you laughing about?" Wang Mengmeng was confused.

"Eat my treat!" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.

Just then, the waiter pushed the door open and walked in.

He placed eight delicate dishes and two bottles of ’82 Lafite wine on the table.

"Wait!" Wang Mengmeng suddenly said.

"Miss, is there anything else I can help you with?" the waiter asked.

"I have a question for you," Wang Mengmeng said.

"Please go ahead," the waiter said.

"What does ’eat mine’ mean?" Wang Mengmeng inquired.

"Eat mine?" the waiter echoed.

"Hmm," Wang Mengmeng nodded firmly.

The waiter furrowed his brows, thought it over seriously, and then his face showed a troubled expression.

"Do you really want me to say it?" the waiter asked awkwardly.

"Hmm," Wang Mengmeng nodded firmly again.

"You don’t have a boyfriend, do you?" the waiter asked.

"What does that have to do with whether or not I have a boyfriend?" Wang Mengmeng asked, confused.

"’Eat mine! Eat mine!’ means that thing, eating my essence," the waiter blurted out, face turning red.

After saying that, he covered his face with his hands and ran out quickly.

"Ah! Bastard, how dare you take advantage of me, I swear! I will definitely eat you into poverty!" Wang Mengmeng said fiercely.

"Haha..." Zhang Xiaohao couldn’t hold back anymore and began to laugh uproariously.

"Hmph! Laugh to death, you!" Wang Mengmeng pouted angrily.

She took both bottles of 1982 Lafite wine over, not leaving a single one for Zhang Xiaohao, opened them, and began to drink fiercely.

"Hey! Slow down with the drinking, don’t worry, no one is competing with you," Zhang Xiaohao said, speechless.

He signaled the waiter to bring over another two bottles of 1982 Lafite wine.

Out of the four bottles of Lafite wine, almost more than half had gone into Wang Mengmeng’s belly.

After Zhang Xiaohao paid with his card, he helped Wang Mengmeng towards the room he had booked earlier.

Tossing the drunken Wang Mengmeng onto the bed, he looked at her flushed cheeks, red-faced Wang Mengmeng, her delicate waist, fair and smooth skin, under the stain of red wine, exuding infinite allure.

Zhang Xiaohao swallowed hard, gazing at Wang Mengmeng’s exposed crystal clear little feet.

As if possessed, he stretched out his right hand and tickled the sole of her foot.

"Tickle tickle... you’re naughty!" Wang Mengmeng giggled.

She found a comfortable position, spread out in a big ’X’ on the bed, and continued to sleep.

"You should be grateful you’re drunk right now! If you were sober and dared to tempt me , I would make sure you couldn’t get out of bed for three days!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

Although he liked beautiful women, he despised the idea of taking advantage of someone.

He pulled the comforter over Wang Mengmeng, ready to turn around and leave.

Just as he took two steps, the drunken Wang Mengmeng suddenly shot up from the bed, her arms, pale as snow, tightly wrapping around his neck.

From her hot, tempting mouth, a strong scent of alcohol exuded.

"Don’t go! Stay with me, okay?" Wang Mengmeng slurred.

"Are you sure?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

Wang Mengmeng did not respond, her hands roughly turning his head, and her delicate, tempting red lips forcefully kissed him.

"Damn! To think I’ve been taken advantage of by a woman!" Zhang Xiaohao said, lost for words.

He then wrapped his arms around Wang Mengmeng and walked towards the big bed...

Zhang Xiaohao’s face was full of helplessness, staring at the bloodstains on the bed, filled with bitterness.

The bloodstains were not his doing, but from Wang Mengmeng’s unexpected menstruation, an overflow that had directly spurted out.