Two-Faced Girlfriend - Chapter 11.1

Before winter arrived, the film crew of Weixiu City finally wrapped up.

The movie took six months to shoot from start to finish, but completing the filming was only half the work.

Post-production and promotion would take several more months, and the earliest release would be during the New Year.

Si Man wanted to aim for the holiday box office.

The cost of setting such an ambitious goal was leading the production team to work tirelessly day and night.

Si Man and Xu Yawei had not seen each other for a long time.

Xu Yawei, an actress, left the Weixiu City crew for a routine break after filming ended.

She would return later to dub her role.

Xu Yawei could leave the crew, but she did not want to leave Si Man.

After resting her body, she couldn’t help but feel restless.

“Where are you?”

“In the office.”

“Since when do you have an office? Aren’t you at the recording studio?”

“Yeah, I’m handling some things at the company’s office.”

“Can I… come visit you?”

She wants to see Si Man looking serious in a suit, sitting in an office.

She probably wears a suit, right?

With her perfect figure, it would be a shame if she didn’t wear one to work.

Si Man, who was scribbling on documents, paused suddenly.

She tapped her chin with the pen’s end, thought for a moment.

“Sure, I’ll send you the address.”

Desheng Tower—the headquarters of Desheng Group, one of the most influential leading companies in the country.

Countless people fought to get in, but Si Man, who had no interest in business and only wanted to dive into the entertainment industry, was a vice president here, and she did so reluctantly.

Stepping into Desheng, Xu Yawei felt a mix of emotions.

The building wasn’t overly lavish, but it exuded a quiet sophistication that could intimidate any ordinary person visiting for the first time.

Before the receptionist could make a call, the secretary recognized Xu Yawei and swiped a card to take her to the executive elevator.

The elevator ran for a long time before stopping, and the prolonged straight-up motion made Xu Yawei slightly dizzy.

In a blink, the secretary opened a heavy door for her.

Upon entering, Xu Yawei noticed the large floor-to-ceiling window behind Si Man.

Her first thought wasn’t about the grand lighting but… how nice it would feel to make love in front of that window.

Si Man, behind the desk, slowly looked up and asked, “Rested enough?”

Xu Yawei, in high heels, walked to Si Man’s side, leaned against the desk, and looked out the window.

“I rested long ago. Vacation is too boring; filming is much more fulfilling.”

Si Man didn’t mind the plump butt sitting next to her documents and asked, “You filmed Weixiu City for so long and still haven’t had enough?”

“I’ve had enough of Weixiu City. I don’t want to see that male co-star again. He kept pestering me off-set, so annoying. By the way, any progress on your new project? Can you consider giving me a small supporting role?”

Si Man capped her pen and put it down.

“A supporting role? Naturally, I want you as the lead, to keep torturing you.”

Xu Yawei pretended to be pitiful.

“Would you really have the heart to?”

Si Man pulled Xu Yawei into her arms.

“I wouldn’t have the heart off the bed, but on it, I definitely would.”

Xu Yawei smiled.

“Your floor-to-ceiling window is nice. If I leaned against it and got entered from behind, it would probably feel great.”

Xu Yawei missed Si Man so much—her coldness, her smile, her fragrance, her fingers…

“So direct?”

“Isn’t being direct good?”

She missed Si Man too much, wanting Si Man to devour her completely.

She couldn’t hold back or wait a moment longer.

Xu Yawei kissed the corner of Si Man’s lips, then pulled Si Man up, gazing at her affectionately.

Si Man, intrigued by Xu Yawei’s light kiss, didn’t wait for her to take the lead.

She walked to the window, one hand on the glass, the other in her trouser pocket, and looked back at her.

Xu Yawei understood, stepped into Si Man’s arms, leaned against the window, and wrapped her arms around Si Man’s neck.

Si Man held Xu Yawei close and kissed her lips.

Si Man’s kiss stayed true to her usual style, neither passive nor intense.

But Xu Yawei’s kiss was light, unlike her usual style, as if she wasn’t the one who just said such lascivious words.

The delicate kiss was tantalizing, like sipping tea—savoring it slowly brought out its rich flavor.

Si Man’s mouth had a faint lime taste, mixed with the subtle fragrance of her body.

To Xu Yawei, this combination was like an aphrodisiac.

Xu Yawei held Si Man’s hand on her waist, feeling it carefully with her palm.

Si Man’s nails were round and neat, her fingers long and strong, her hand’s skin smooth as jade.

This hand had kept Xu Yawei awake countless quiet nights, and she craved it intensely.

Xu Yawei gently pushed Si Man away, locked eyes with her to share their mutual desire, and then turned around.

Si Man embraced her from behind, her pelvis ambiguously pressing against Xu Yawei’s full hips.

Her hand slid from Xu Yawei’s thigh to her center, pressed the soft core, then moved to her slim waist and unzipped her pants.

Below them was the bustling city of Liao’an, with noon sunlight shining on its towering buildings, dazzlingly brilliant.

This was one of Liao’an’s tallest buildings, and anyone standing here would feel their ambitions soar.

Xu Yawei suddenly felt a sense of pride.

Si Man belonged to Desheng, and Si Man belonged to her.

She stood in the executive office of Desheng, with a chance to overlook the city in such a lascivious way.

Xu Yawei moaned, “Mm…”

Si Man nibbled her earlobe and asked, “Like it here?”

“I like it.”

“Want to leave the entertainment industry and take my place here?”

Xu Yawei gave a self-mocking smile.

“Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t do it.”

“You think someone who studied directing does anything in a company? You don’t need to do much, just show up.”

Xu Yawei bit her lip and frowned slightly.

That was the difference between them, wasn’t it?

One disdained the position, the other wasn’t worthy of it, yet the one who disdained it sat in that seat.

But Xu Yawei didn’t feel unbalanced.

She knew Si Man deserved this position—her background, her charisma, her eloquence, her talent.

Xu Yawei felt Si Man deserved all the beautiful things in the world.

She just suddenly felt a bit inferior.

Xu Yawei moaned, “Mm…”

Si Man gently bit Xu Yawei’s neck.

Her soft lips, firm teeth, and warm breath gave Xu Yawei goosebumps.

“I was joking.”

“Mm… I know…”

Her body softened by Si Man’s teasing, Xu Yawei hooked her fingers, pressing her fingertips against the glass to keep from sliding down.

Si Man had pulled down her pants, and Xu Yawei’s lower abdomen and pelvis pressed against the sun-warmed glass.

The warmth made her heart feel warm too.

She might not deserve this position, but she could strive to deserve Si Man, who at least liked her now.

Their gazes met in the glass’s reflection.