Zhan Mohan was not interested in Chen Yutong's introduction, but there was nothing else to do at the moment, so he could only listen for now.
"Mr. Zhan, please come here." Chen Yutong opened a room door.
Zhan Mohan walked over and realized it was a dressing room.
"This is where I do my makeup. Although we usually have a dedicated makeup artist, I still prefer to do it myself."
Zhan Mohan simply said, "Not bad."
Chen Yutong kept an eye on Zhan Mohan's expression. She liked watching him listen to her, even if he seemed completely uninterested in the topic.
Just then, Chen Yutong saw a bucket of water nearby, and a puddle on the floor. It seemed the cleaner had only gotten halfway through. Chen Yutong glanced at Zhan Mohan, then pretended not to see it and continued walking.
"Mr. Zhan, actually, I'm not the only model in our studio. There's also..."
Before Chen Yutong could finish, she stepped on the puddle on the floor. With the slippery floor and the water, the result was predictable.
Zhan Mohan, already distracted, didn't react in time. Chen Yutong, however, fell directly towards him.
When Zhan Mohan reacted, Chen Yutong was lying on top of him, and the blush on her face was becoming more and more obvious.
Zhan Mohan's expression turned colder, and he looked at Chen Yutong with a warning gaze.
Chen Yutong acted as if she had just realized what happened and quickly got up from Zhan Mohan.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhan. I didn't do it on purpose." As she spoke, she glanced at the puddle nearby. "I don't know who did it. It's a good thing you were here, Mr. Zhan, or this fall would have been really troublesome."
Chen Yutong said this, glancing shyly at Zhan Mohan.
Given their previous posture, Chen Yutong had experienced an unprecedented closeness with Zhan Mohan. Her heart was already fluttering.
Zhan Mohan stood up but no longer paid attention to Chen Yutong. He said directly, "That's all for today. If your photographer is back, tell him to come to Zhan's company to find me."
After saying this, Zhan Mohan left directly.
Chen Yutong watched Zhan Mohan's retreating figure, still slow to react.
An undeniable smile spread across her face. If she could have another intimate moment like that with Zhan Mohan, she would do anything.
Zhan Mohan had already sensed something was wrong with Chen Yutong. Although he hadn't seen how she fell at the time, it was impossible not to notice such a large puddle of water.
However, Chen Yutong was still Zhan Yang Yi's girlfriend. He hadn't yet decided what to do about Chen Yutong's situation, so it wasn't convenient to tell others. He could only be cautious and know when to stop.
But things didn't end there. Someone took photos of the incident and posted them online, intensifying the rumors between Zhan Mohan and Chen Yutong.
Wu Yi walked into the office with a document, only to see Wei Yumeng looking at her computer with a very bad expression.
Although she didn't know the exact reason, she could guess it. After all, even if she didn't have time to read the news, the entire company was buzzing about it.
"Ms. Wei, here are today's documents."
But Wei Yumeng didn't notice Wu Yi's voice. She was just staring at the computer screen dejectedly.
Wu Yi sighed and deliberately raised her voice, "Ms. Wei, we already know about that incident, but I think you can trust Mr. Zhan."
Wei Yumeng finally reacted and looked at Wu Yi. "When did you come in?"
"I've been here for a while," Wu Yi continued. "I know Ms. Wei must be concerned about Mr. Zhan's matters, but I've always been clear about how good your relationship is. So I believe there's another reason for those photos."
Wei Yumeng just nodded slightly. "I hope so."
Although Wei Yumeng wished she could unconditionally trust Zhan Mohan like Wu Yi, the pose in the photos was too ambiguous. How could she not overthink it?
Moreover, given Zhan Mohan's personality, if he hadn't implicitly allowed someone to approach him, how could anyone get so close to him?
Wei Yumeng felt increasingly disheartened, unable to do any work.
Wu Yi sighed, looking at Wei Yumeng. Wei Yumeng was usually very professional and clear about her work. It was only when matters related to Zhan Mohan were involved that she temporarily lost her normal judgment.
Wei Yumeng remained unhappy until she went home after work. She didn't even know what she had accomplished all day.
But as soon as she reached the company entrance, a car stopped in front of her. The driver rolled down the window; it was Fang Xun.
"Madam, Mr. Zhan sent me to pick you up to go somewhere."
Wei Yumeng looked at Fang Xun, feeling even worse. She even suspected that Zhan Mohan knew what she was thinking and was deliberately trying to appease her.
"No, thank you. I want to be alone. I'll go back myself."
Fang Xun looked helpless. "Madam, Mr. Zhan gave me strict orders this time. If you don't come with me, I might not be able to stay at Zhan's Group anymore."
Wei Yumeng looked at Fang Xun. "Don't worry. You just need to tell him what I say. I'll help you with your job."
Saying this, Wei Yumeng continued to walk forward on her own. Fang Xun had no choice but to get out of the car and chase after her.
"Madam, please don't make things difficult for me. Mr. Zhan said he would carry you over if necessary."
Wei Yumeng felt a little angry. Clearly, Zhan Mohan was the one with the problem, so why was she being made to feel difficult? She genuinely wanted to be alone to figure out how to face Zhan Mohan.
Seeing Wei Yumeng unmoved, Fang Xun continued, "Madam, Mr. Zhan originally told me not to tell you, but I'll tell you secretly. Mr. Zhan is waiting for you at a photo studio."
"Photo studio?" Wei Yumeng was slightly stunned, but quickly reacted. She remembered that the photos in the news were taken at a photo studio.
"I can't say any more, Madam. You'll know when you get there."
Wei Yumeng hesitated for a moment, then finally turned around and got into Fang Xun's car. She wanted to see what explanation Zhan Mohan would give her.
When Wei Yumeng arrived at the photo studio, she found Zhan Mohan already dressed and ready, standing in the shooting area, quietly watching her.
"Yumeng, come here."
Wei Yumeng was still angry and wouldn't go over obediently.
Zhan Mohan helplessly walked towards Wei Yumeng. "I think you know that photo was taken at a photo studio."