“Trump card?”

“Mmhmm.” Gu Nian looked up, her deer-like eyes curved a little and she gave him a smile that couldn’t be more genuine. “I would not otherwise have asked Mr. Luo Xiu to use me at the cafeteria last time.”

“… …”

Luo Xiu was rarely interested in anyone else and definitely had never experienced an emotion called curiosity. But this time, looking at the spirited way that the girl was, he could clearly tell that what he was about to ask next had nothing to do with him putting up a fake front.

Perhaps the emotions within Luo Xiu’s eyes were too rich, too deep, and too unfamiliar, even Gu Nian second guessed herself. She reflexively took a couple steps forward and was finally able to see the man outside of the conference room clearly with the remaining sunlight coming in through the window.

Clear, fresh, uniquely handsome features, and the light and tender eyes beneath the thin lens with the gold chain. It was definitely Luo Xiu.

Was that an illusion just a moment ago then?

Gu Nian walked up to him hesitantly. “Mr. Luo Xiu?”

Before the little assistant could react to that, he could hear Geng Hongyu’s annoyed voice coming through the not-too-sound-proof wall –

“What do you mean you can’t do it because it is too intimate?! How is sitting on someone’s lap intimate? We’ve even filmed the scene with you kissing Wang Wuya. Now you are telling me about this scene being intimate?!”

The little field service person who had yet to walk away, gave Luo Xiu a sympathetic look before he quickly walked away.

“Huh?!”

“There’s an intimate scene between me and the actress tomorrow?”

“Oh? That…”

With the abrupt change of topic, the little assistant quickly pulled up in his head the scenes for tomorrow that the director team had shared with him.

After he was done thinking them through, he said, “Yeah. That’s the scene when Ding Qiao and Yun Tan met each other. Remember how Ding Qiao accidentally fell and ended up on Yun Tan’s lap?”