Here is my translation attempt:

The night scenery of Jing City has always been breathtakingly beautiful, especially when viewed from the height of the thirtieth floor.

However, some were not in the mood to appreciate it.

In front of the vast floor-to-ceiling windows, the disordered breathing seemed to fog up the glass.

"Zhizhi, relax a bit," the man's low, sensual voice rang in her ear.

The warm breath brushed past her ear, sending a tingling sensation.

The silhouettes reflected on the glass window were staggered.

The teary-eyed girl with a slender figure, porcelain-white skin, and exquisite features looked as delicate as a china doll.

At this moment, her tender red lips inadvertently let out a few whimpers.

Behind her, the extraordinarily handsome man had aloof, indifferent eyes. His impeccable suit remained neat, forming an extreme contrast with the girl's flustered state.

The girl seemed to notice and defiantly bit her red lips, tilting her chin to lock eyes with the man in the glass, provoking him fiercely.

Just as she was about to say something, a pang of pain shot from her knee.

"It's so late, and you can still sleep?" Xia Lan's irritated voice came through.

Lin Zhiyang suddenly opened her misty fox-like eyes. After a dazed moment, she realized she was in the manager's car.

Her manager and assistant were sitting beside her.

She really needed to break the habit of falling asleep as soon as she got in the car.

Not only that, but she even had such a bizarre dream!

That kind of dream again!

Lin Zhiyang's cheeks flushed red as her gaze fell on her knees, which had been slapped. She shot Xia Lan an aggrieved look. "Lan-jie, why did you hit me? It hurts!"

The beauty's husky voice, tinged with grogginess, sounded incredibly pleasant.

Even Xia Lan, her female manager, felt a tinge of infatuation upon hearing it. Glancing at the beauty's fair knee, she noticed a distinct red handprint.

Xia Lan's face wrinkled. She didn't know she had used that much force.

This little girl was too delicate.

Feeling guilty, she averted her eyes from the beauty's knee and looked at her face instead.

Having managed Lin Zhiyang for nearly two years, Xia Lan was still often stunned by her beauty.

With her delicate, girlish features, a pair of alluring, upturned fox-eyes that resembled a seductive little demon when half-closed, and her slightly curled hair casually draped over her shoulders, she was a natural beauty. When not smiling, she exuded a cold, graceful aura.

At the moment, she lazily rested her chin on one hand, her fox-eyes half-lidded, showing no signs of the recent turmoil of being criticized on hot searches.

No longer admiring her looks, Xia Lan said exasperatedly, "Little troublemaker, be more cautious! Do you know who Qi Yanchen is? You dared to pounce into his arms, and not only that, but you even flirted with him!"

Who is Qi Yanchen?

The youngest nine-time Golden Award-winning actor in China's history, a legendary figure in the entertainment industry.

In his decade-long career, he has been free of any scandals and is renowned as the untainted "noble flower" of the entertainment world.

Moreover, starting two years ago, except when filming, he has constantly worn a string of black Buddhist prayer beads on his wrist.

There are rumors that he has converted to Buddhism, earning him the title of the "Earthly Buddha."

Around two years ago, a mysterious shirtless photo of Qi Yanchen surfaced, revealing his exquisite, fair complexion and a red mole adorning his right collarbone.

The origin of this photo is unknown, but its composition and photographic technique brought Qi Yanchen's sensuality to the extreme.

As a result, he has topped the "Most Desirable Man in Asia" list for two consecutive years.

The stark contrast between his untainted nobility and sensuality has elevated him to an almost godly status among countless fans, revered but untouchable.

Hence, despite his unprecedented influence, barely any actress dares to leech off his popularity.

His fans are known for their fierce loyalty and formidable "anti-traffic" capabilities.

Previously, actresses who attempted to capitalize on his fame faced severe backlash and were ultimately forced to quit the industry.

Lin Zhiyang's actions this time were akin to a provocative dance on Qi Yanchen's fans' sore spot – not only did she throw herself into his arms to leech off his popularity, but she also flirted with him!

Lin Zhiyang's fair wrist remained casually propped under her chin as she fluttered her long lashes. "Of course I know him."

Disregarding his illustrious titles in the entertainment industry, he was also her arranged business partner – her plastic husband!

The male lead in that bizarre dream she just had!

"If you know, how dare you!" Xia Lan felt like jumping out of the car in exasperation.

"I really didn't mean to. I tripped on my dress while walking and fell into his arms," Lin Zhiyang explained lazily, the corners of her eyes crinkling mischievously.

Who knew this scoundrel would return without even informing her!

Today, she attended a fashion event and walked the red carpet. Unexpectedly, she came face-to-face with Qi Yanchen.

The tall, long-legged man wore an impeccably tailored, high-end black suit that exuded a sense of noble aloofness.

The string of black Buddhist prayer beads still adorned his fair, jade-like wrist, embodying the epitome of asceticism.

He had been away on a business trip for several months, and the two of them rarely communicated during this period.

She had almost forgotten that she had a plastic husband until she was suddenly confronted with his painting-like visage, as if witnessing his resurrection from the dead.

Upon locking eyes with him, Lin Zhiyang's fox-like eyes widened in shock.

Unaware of her surroundings, she tripped on her dress and stumbled forward, falling into his arms.

From an outside perspective, it appeared as if she had fixated her gaze on Qi Yanchen before pouncing on him like a hungry wolf.

Xia Lan took a deep breath. "Alright, let's say falling into his arms wasn't intentional, but what did you mean by commenting on his waist? That's blatant flirting! He's the Earthly Buddha, free from worldly desires!"

Mentioning this, Lin Zhiyang blinked her eyes sheepishly, her long lashes fluttering like butterfly wings.

"I just blurted it out casually."

When she stumbled forward, she instinctively embraced the man's slender waist to prevent herself from falling to the ground.

In that moment, time seemed to stand still.

As she lifted her chin to meet his emotionless, dispassionate black eyes, she awkwardly curled her toes.

While regaining her footing, she unconsciously wanted to ask, "What are you doing here?"

But realizing it was a public event, her mind went blank, and instead, she said, "Your... waist is not bad."

This fashion event was attended by numerous media outlets, and Qi Yanchen had not made a public appearance for nearly two years.

Apart from seeing him on the big screen at movie theaters, he seemed to have retreated from the world.

Therefore, when the media spotted Qi Yanchen, their eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Cameras and microphones were immediately trained on Qi Yanchen, capturing the moment when Lin Zhiyang pounced into his arms.

That casual remark about his waist was also clearly recorded by all the audio equipment.

The beauty's tone was characteristically languid and unrestrained.

The entire scene portrayed a seductive vixen flirting with a Buddhist monk who had transcended worldly desires.

In an instant, numerous media outlets uploaded the video online, causing an uproar across the internet.

Lin Zhiyang became a trending topic on hot searches.

Two hours had passed, and the heat was still rising steadily.

Opening Weibo revealed the following trending topics: #LinZhiyang flirts with Qi Yanchen#

#Qi Yanchen makes rare appearance at fashion event#

#Who is Lin Zhiyang#

#Lin Zhiyang is a D-lister#

#Lin Zhiyang get out of the entertainment industry#

Xia Lan massaged her temples, feeling a headache coming on. "Alas, in the entire entertainment industry, you could have leeched off anyone's popularity except Qi Yanchen's. He's completely off-limits."

She should have warned Lin Zhiyang, but mainly because she never expected her to be someone who would leech off others' fame.

Xia Lan had first noticed Lin Zhiyang two years ago on a fashion magazine photo shoot set.

At the time, Lin Zhiyang sat there holding a camera, studying the photos she had taken.

Her long hair was casually tied in a bun, exuding an effortless grace. Despite only wearing a simple shirt and jeans, her slender figure and demeanor commanded attention.

Originally, Xia Lan had only glanced at her briefly.

However, Lin Zhiyang seemed to notice her gaze and looked up, their eyes meeting.

Xia Lan could never forget the pure, alluring beauty of those fox-like eyes upon their first encounter, as if the world's impurities were incompatible with her existence.

While beauty lies in one's bone structure, Lin Zhiyang possessed both exquisite features and a flawless complexion.

At that moment, Xia Lan felt that with her face, she could undoubtedly become a major star in the entertainment industry.

That day, she took the initiative to talk to Lin Zhiyang and learned that she was a young photographer who had just returned to the country.

When Xia Lan asked if she was interested in joining the entertainment industry, Lin Zhiyang hesitated and did not immediately agree.

Xia Lan left her contact information.

Unexpectedly, Lin Zhiyang contacted her later on her own initiative.

After signing with Lin Zhiyang, Xia Lan initially wanted her to pursue the traffic star route by participating in talent shows.

However, Lin Zhiyang had her own aspirations – to hone her acting skills and become a true actress.

Becoming a respected actress is the most challenging path. Without a professional background or any credentials, and unwilling to engage in the industry's unspoken rules, she had to start from the smallest roles, making every step arduous.

Her attendance at this fashion event was to connect with a director afterward, but who knew it would escalate into such a commotion.

Lin Zhiyang turned to Xia Lan, her fox-like eyes blinking innocently. "Alas, my fortunes have been unkind. What should I do now, Lan-jie?"

At that moment, her assistant Xiao Ran muttered while looking at the hot searches on her phone, "If Qi Yingdi himself speaks up, his fans might not scold her so harshly!"

Xia Lan shook her head upon hearing this. "Impossible, Qi Yanchen would never speak up. He has never acknowledged artists who try to leech off his popularity. His Weibo only posts work-related content, and he has never expressed any personal opinions."

"Besides, a Buddha being flirted with by a little temptress... not retaliating is already merciful!"

Xiao Ran pursed her lips. "It does seem that way."

Xia Lan frowned. "But now, it seems like his intervention is our only hope. The problem is, we don't know him, so we don't even have a chance to ask for his help."

It was common knowledge in the industry that Qi Yanchen had kept a low profile these past two years, making it nearly impossible to establish a connection with him.

Overhearing their conversation, Lin Zhiyang's fox-like eyes glinted mischievously. "What if we did know someone?"

[Sweet and wholesome, flirtatious! Live broadcast! Business marriage leads to true love, a seductive little temptress ✖️ aloof Earthly Buddha! Updated daily at 10 PM, stable updates, no regrets diving in! Add to your reading list, darlings!]

Here is my translation attempt:

The night scenery of Jing City has always been breathtakingly beautiful, especially when viewed from the height of the thirtieth floor.

However, some were not in the mood to appreciate it.

In front of the vast floor-to-ceiling windows, the disordered breathing seemed to fog up the glass.

"Zhizhi, relax a bit," the man's low, sensual voice rang in her ear.

The warm breath brushed past her ear, sending a tingling sensation.

The silhouettes reflected on the glass window were staggered.

The teary-eyed girl with a slender figure, porcelain-white skin, and exquisite features looked as delicate as a china doll.

At this moment, her tender red lips inadvertently let out a few whimpers.

Behind her, the extraordinarily handsome man had aloof, indifferent eyes. His impeccable suit remained neat, forming an extreme contrast with the girl's flustered state.

The girl seemed to notice and defiantly bit her red lips, tilting her chin to lock eyes with the man in the glass, provoking him fiercely.

Just as she was about to say something, a pang of pain shot from her knee.

"It's so late, and you can still sleep?" Xia Lan's irritated voice came through.

Lin Zhiyang suddenly opened her misty fox-like eyes. After a dazed moment, she realized she was in the manager's car.

Her manager and assistant were sitting beside her.

She really needed to break the habit of falling asleep as soon as she got in the car.

Not only that, but she even had such a bizarre dream!

That kind of dream again!

Lin Zhiyang's cheeks flushed red as her gaze fell on her knees, which had been slapped. She shot Xia Lan an aggrieved look. "Lan-jie, why did you hit me? It hurts!"

The beauty's husky voice, tinged with grogginess, sounded incredibly pleasant.

Even Xia Lan, her female manager, felt a tinge of infatuation upon hearing it. Glancing at the beauty's fair knee, she noticed a distinct red handprint.

Xia Lan's face wrinkled. She didn't know she had used that much force.

This little girl was too delicate.

Feeling guilty, she averted her eyes from the beauty's knee and looked at her face instead.

Having managed Lin Zhiyang for nearly two years, Xia Lan was still often stunned by her beauty.

With her delicate, girlish features, a pair of alluring, upturned fox-eyes that resembled a seductive little demon when half-closed, and her slightly curled hair casually draped over her shoulders, she was a natural beauty. When not smiling, she exuded a cold, graceful aura.

At the moment, she lazily rested her chin on one hand, her fox-eyes half-lidded, showing no signs of the recent turmoil of being criticized on hot searches.

No longer admiring her looks, Xia Lan said exasperatedly, "Little troublemaker, be more cautious! Do you know who Qi Yanchen is? You dared to pounce into his arms, and not only that, but you even flirted with him!"

Who is Qi Yanchen?

The youngest nine-time Golden Award-winning actor in China's history, a legendary figure in the entertainment industry.

In his decade-long career, he has been free of any scandals and is renowned as the untainted "noble flower" of the entertainment world.

Moreover, starting two years ago, except when filming, he has constantly worn a string of black Buddhist prayer beads on his wrist.

There are rumors that he has converted to Buddhism, earning him the title of the "Earthly Buddha."

Around two years ago, a mysterious shirtless photo of Qi Yanchen surfaced, revealing his exquisite, fair complexion and a red mole adorning his right collarbone.

The origin of this photo is unknown, but its composition and photographic technique brought Qi Yanchen's sensuality to the extreme.

As a result, he has topped the "Most Desirable Man in Asia" list for two consecutive years.

The stark contrast between his untainted nobility and sensuality has elevated him to an almost godly status among countless fans, revered but untouchable.

Hence, despite his unprecedented influence, barely any actress dares to leech off his popularity.

His fans are known for their fierce loyalty and formidable "anti-traffic" capabilities.

Previously, actresses who attempted to capitalize on his fame faced severe backlash and were ultimately forced to quit the industry.

Lin Zhiyang's actions this time were akin to a provocative dance on Qi Yanchen's fans' sore spot – not only did she throw herself into his arms to leech off his popularity, but she also flirted with him!

Lin Zhiyang's fair wrist remained casually propped under her chin as she fluttered her long lashes. "Of course I know him."

Disregarding his illustrious titles in the entertainment industry, he was also her arranged business partner – her plastic husband!

The male lead in that bizarre dream she just had!

"If you know, how dare you!" Xia Lan felt like jumping out of the car in exasperation.

"I really didn't mean to. I tripped on my dress while walking and fell into his arms," Lin Zhiyang explained lazily, the corners of her eyes crinkling mischievously.

Who knew this scoundrel would return without even informing her!

Today, she attended a fashion event and walked the red carpet. Unexpectedly, she came face-to-face with Qi Yanchen.

The tall, long-legged man wore an impeccably tailored, high-end black suit that exuded a sense of noble aloofness.

The string of black Buddhist prayer beads still adorned his fair, jade-like wrist, embodying the epitome of asceticism.

He had been away on a business trip for several months, and the two of them rarely communicated during this period.

She had almost forgotten that she had a plastic husband until she was suddenly confronted with his painting-like visage, as if witnessing his resurrection from the dead.

Upon locking eyes with him, Lin Zhiyang's fox-like eyes widened in shock.

Unaware of her surroundings, she tripped on her dress and stumbled forward, falling into his arms.

From an outside perspective, it appeared as if she had fixated her gaze on Qi Yanchen before pouncing on him like a hungry wolf.

Xia Lan took a deep breath. "Alright, let's say falling into his arms wasn't intentional, but what did you mean by commenting on his waist? That's blatant flirting! He's the Earthly Buddha, free from worldly desires!"

Mentioning this, Lin Zhiyang blinked her eyes sheepishly, her long lashes fluttering like butterfly wings.

"I just blurted it out casually."

When she stumbled forward, she instinctively embraced the man's slender waist to prevent herself from falling to the ground.

In that moment, time seemed to stand still.

As she lifted her chin to meet his emotionless, dispassionate black eyes, she awkwardly curled her toes.

While regaining her footing, she unconsciously wanted to ask, "What are you doing here?"

But realizing it was a public event, her mind went blank, and instead, she said, "Your... waist is not bad."

This fashion event was attended by numerous media outlets, and Qi Yanchen had not made a public appearance for nearly two years.

Apart from seeing him on the big screen at movie theaters, he seemed to have retreated from the world.

Therefore, when the media spotted Qi Yanchen, their eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Cameras and microphones were immediately trained on Qi Yanchen, capturing the moment when Lin Zhiyang pounced into his arms.

That casual remark about his waist was also clearly recorded by all the audio equipment.

The beauty's tone was characteristically languid and unrestrained.

The entire scene portrayed a seductive vixen flirting with a Buddhist monk who had transcended worldly desires.

In an instant, numerous media outlets uploaded the video online, causing an uproar across the internet.

Lin Zhiyang became a trending topic on hot searches.

Two hours had passed, and the heat was still rising steadily.

Opening Weibo revealed the following trending topics: #LinZhiyang flirts with Qi Yanchen#

#Qi Yanchen makes rare appearance at fashion event#

#Who is Lin Zhiyang#

#Lin Zhiyang is a D-lister#

#Lin Zhiyang get out of the entertainment industry#

Xia Lan massaged her temples, feeling a headache coming on. "Alas, in the entire entertainment industry, you could have leeched off anyone's popularity except Qi Yanchen's. He's completely off-limits."

She should have warned Lin Zhiyang, but mainly because she never expected her to be someone who would leech off others' fame.

Xia Lan had first noticed Lin Zhiyang two years ago on a fashion magazine photo shoot set.

At the time, Lin Zhiyang sat there holding a camera, studying the photos she had taken.

Her long hair was casually tied in a bun, exuding an effortless grace. Despite only wearing a simple shirt and jeans, her slender figure and demeanor commanded attention.

Originally, Xia Lan had only glanced at her briefly.

However, Lin Zhiyang seemed to notice her gaze and looked up, their eyes meeting.

Xia Lan could never forget the pure, alluring beauty of those fox-like eyes upon their first encounter, as if the world's impurities were incompatible with her existence.

While beauty lies in one's bone structure, Lin Zhiyang possessed both exquisite features and a flawless complexion.

At that moment, Xia Lan felt that with her face, she could undoubtedly become a major star in the entertainment industry.

That day, she took the initiative to talk to Lin Zhiyang and learned that she was a young photographer who had just returned to the country.

When Xia Lan asked if she was interested in joining the entertainment industry, Lin Zhiyang hesitated and did not immediately agree.

Xia Lan left her contact information.

Unexpectedly, Lin Zhiyang contacted her later on her own initiative.

After signing with Lin Zhiyang, Xia Lan initially wanted her to pursue the traffic star route by participating in talent shows.

However, Lin Zhiyang had her own aspirations – to hone her acting skills and become a true actress.

Becoming a respected actress is the most challenging path. Without a professional background or any credentials, and unwilling to engage in the industry's unspoken rules, she had to start from the smallest roles, making every step arduous.

Her attendance at this fashion event was to connect with a director afterward, but who knew it would escalate into such a commotion.

Lin Zhiyang turned to Xia Lan, her fox-like eyes blinking innocently. "Alas, my fortunes have been unkind. What should I do now, Lan-jie?"

At that moment, her assistant Xiao Ran muttered while looking at the hot searches on her phone, "If Qi Yingdi himself speaks up, his fans might not scold her so harshly!"

Xia Lan shook her head upon hearing this. "Impossible, Qi Yanchen would never speak up. He has never acknowledged artists who try to leech off his popularity. His Weibo only posts work-related content, and he has never expressed any personal opinions."

"Besides, a Buddha being flirted with by a little temptress... not retaliating is already merciful!"

Xiao Ran pursed her lips. "It does seem that way."

Xia Lan frowned. "But now, it seems like his intervention is our only hope. The problem is, we don't know him, so we don't even have a chance to ask for his help."

It was common knowledge in the industry that Qi Yanchen had kept a low profile these past two years, making it nearly impossible to establish a connection with him.

Overhearing their conversation, Lin Zhiyang's fox-like eyes glinted mischievously. "What if we did know someone?"

[Sweet and wholesome, flirtatious! Live broadcast! Business marriage leads to true love, a seductive little temptress ✖️ aloof Earthly Buddha! Updated daily at 10 PM, stable updates, no regrets diving in! Add to your reading list, darlings!]

Here is my translation attempt:

The night scenery of Jing City has always been breathtakingly beautiful, especially when viewed from the height of the thirtieth floor.

However, some were not in the mood to appreciate it.

In front of the vast floor-to-ceiling windows, the disordered breathing seemed to fog up the glass.

"Zhizhi, relax a bit," the man's low, sensual voice rang in her ear.

The warm breath brushed past her ear, sending a tingling sensation.

The silhouettes reflected on the glass window were staggered.

The teary-eyed girl with a slender figure, porcelain-white skin, and exquisite features looked as delicate as a china doll.

At this moment, her tender red lips inadvertently let out a few whimpers.

Behind her, the extraordinarily handsome man had aloof, indifferent eyes. His impeccable suit remained neat, forming an extreme contrast with the girl's flustered state.

The girl seemed to notice and defiantly bit her red lips, tilting her chin to lock eyes with the man in the glass, provoking him fiercely.

Just as she was about to say something, a pang of pain shot from her knee.

"It's so late, and you can still sleep?" Xia Lan's irritated voice came through.

Lin Zhiyang suddenly opened her misty fox-like eyes. After a dazed moment, she realized she was in the manager's car.

Her manager and assistant were sitting beside her.

She really needed to break the habit of falling asleep as soon as she got in the car.

Not only that, but she even had such a bizarre dream!

That kind of dream again!

Lin Zhiyang's cheeks flushed red as her gaze fell on her knees, which had been slapped. She shot Xia Lan an aggrieved look. "Lan-jie, why did you hit me? It hurts!"

The beauty's husky voice, tinged with grogginess, sounded incredibly pleasant.

Even Xia Lan, her female manager, felt a tinge of infatuation upon hearing it. Glancing at the beauty's fair knee, she noticed a distinct red handprint.

Xia Lan's face wrinkled. She didn't know she had used that much force.

This little girl was too delicate.

Feeling guilty, she averted her eyes from the beauty's knee and looked at her face instead.

Having managed Lin Zhiyang for nearly two years, Xia Lan was still often stunned by her beauty.

With her delicate, girlish features, a pair of alluring, upturned fox-eyes that resembled a seductive little demon when half-closed, and her slightly curled hair casually draped over her shoulders, she was a natural beauty. When not smiling, she exuded a cold, graceful aura.

At the moment, she lazily rested her chin on one hand, her fox-eyes half-lidded, showing no signs of the recent turmoil of being criticized on hot searches.

No longer admiring her looks, Xia Lan said exasperatedly, "Little troublemaker, be more cautious! Do you know who Qi Yanchen is? You dared to pounce into his arms, and not only that, but you even flirted with him!"

Who is Qi Yanchen?

The youngest nine-time Golden Award-winning actor in China's history, a legendary figure in the entertainment industry.

In his decade-long career, he has been free of any scandals and is renowned as the untainted "noble flower" of the entertainment world.

Moreover, starting two years ago, except when filming, he has constantly worn a string of black Buddhist prayer beads on his wrist.

There are rumors that he has converted to Buddhism, earning him the title of the "Earthly Buddha."

Around two years ago, a mysterious shirtless photo of Qi Yanchen surfaced, revealing his exquisite, fair complexion and a red mole adorning his right collarbone.

The origin of this photo is unknown, but its composition and photographic technique brought Qi Yanchen's sensuality to the extreme.

As a result, he has topped the "Most Desirable Man in Asia" list for two consecutive years.

The stark contrast between his untainted nobility and sensuality has elevated him to an almost godly status among countless fans, revered but untouchable.

Hence, despite his unprecedented influence, barely any actress dares to leech off his popularity.

His fans are known for their fierce loyalty and formidable "anti-traffic" capabilities.

Previously, actresses who attempted to capitalize on his fame faced severe backlash and were ultimately forced to quit the industry.

Lin Zhiyang's actions this time were akin to a provocative dance on Qi Yanchen's fans' sore spot – not only did she throw herself into his arms to leech off his popularity, but she also flirted with him!

Lin Zhiyang's fair wrist remained casually propped under her chin as she fluttered her long lashes. "Of course I know him."

Disregarding his illustrious titles in the entertainment industry, he was also her arranged business partner – her plastic husband!

The male lead in that bizarre dream she just had!

"If you know, how dare you!" Xia Lan felt like jumping out of the car in exasperation.

"I really didn't mean to. I tripped on my dress while walking and fell into his arms," Lin Zhiyang explained lazily, the corners of her eyes crinkling mischievously.

Who knew this scoundrel would return without even informing her!

Today, she attended a fashion event and walked the red carpet. Unexpectedly, she came face-to-face with Qi Yanchen.

The tall, long-legged man wore an impeccably tailored, high-end black suit that exuded a sense of noble aloofness.

The string of black Buddhist prayer beads still adorned his fair, jade-like wrist, embodying the epitome of asceticism.

He had been away on a business trip for several months, and the two of them rarely communicated during this period.

She had almost forgotten that she had a plastic husband until she was suddenly confronted with his painting-like visage, as if witnessing his resurrection from the dead.

Upon locking eyes with him, Lin Zhiyang's fox-like eyes widened in shock.

Unaware of her surroundings, she tripped on her dress and stumbled forward, falling into his arms.

From an outside perspective, it appeared as if she had fixated her gaze on Qi Yanchen before pouncing on him like a hungry wolf.

Xia Lan took a deep breath. "Alright, let's say falling into his arms wasn't intentional, but what did you mean by commenting on his waist? That's blatant flirting! He's the Earthly Buddha, free from worldly desires!"

Mentioning this, Lin Zhiyang blinked her eyes sheepishly, her long lashes fluttering like butterfly wings.

"I just blurted it out casually."

When she stumbled forward, she instinctively embraced the man's slender waist to prevent herself from falling to the ground.

In that moment, time seemed to stand still.

As she lifted her chin to meet his emotionless, dispassionate black eyes, she awkwardly curled her toes.

While regaining her footing, she unconsciously wanted to ask, "What are you doing here?"

But realizing it was a public event, her mind went blank, and instead, she said, "Your... waist is not bad."

This fashion event was attended by numerous media outlets, and Qi Yanchen had not made a public appearance for nearly two years.

Apart from seeing him on the big screen at movie theaters, he seemed to have retreated from the world.

Therefore, when the media spotted Qi Yanchen, their eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Cameras and microphones were immediately trained on Qi Yanchen, capturing the moment when Lin Zhiyang pounced into his arms.

That casual remark about his waist was also clearly recorded by all the audio equipment.

The beauty's tone was characteristically languid and unrestrained.

The entire scene portrayed a seductive vixen flirting with a Buddhist monk who had transcended worldly desires.

In an instant, numerous media outlets uploaded the video online, causing an uproar across the internet.

Lin Zhiyang became a trending topic on hot searches.

Two hours had passed, and the heat was still rising steadily.

Opening Weibo revealed the following trending topics: #LinZhiyang flirts with Qi Yanchen#

#Qi Yanchen makes rare appearance at fashion event#

#Who is Lin Zhiyang#

#Lin Zhiyang is a D-lister#

#Lin Zhiyang get out of the entertainment industry#

Xia Lan massaged her temples, feeling a headache coming on. "Alas, in the entire entertainment industry, you could have leeched off anyone's popularity except Qi Yanchen's. He's completely off-limits."

She should have warned Lin Zhiyang, but mainly because she never expected her to be someone who would leech off others' fame.

Xia Lan had first noticed Lin Zhiyang two years ago on a fashion magazine photo shoot set.

At the time, Lin Zhiyang sat there holding a camera, studying the photos she had taken.

Her long hair was casually tied in a bun, exuding an effortless grace. Despite only wearing a simple shirt and jeans, her slender figure and demeanor commanded attention.

Originally, Xia Lan had only glanced at her briefly.

However, Lin Zhiyang seemed to notice her gaze and looked up, their eyes meeting.

Xia Lan could never forget the pure, alluring beauty of those fox-like eyes upon their first encounter, as if the world's impurities were incompatible with her existence.

While beauty lies in one's bone structure, Lin Zhiyang possessed both exquisite features and a flawless complexion.

At that moment, Xia Lan felt that with her face, she could undoubtedly become a major star in the entertainment industry.

That day, she took the initiative to talk to Lin Zhiyang and learned that she was a young photographer who had just returned to the country.

When Xia Lan asked if she was interested in joining the entertainment industry, Lin Zhiyang hesitated and did not immediately agree.

Xia Lan left her contact information.

Unexpectedly, Lin Zhiyang contacted her later on her own initiative.

After signing with Lin Zhiyang, Xia Lan initially wanted her to pursue the traffic star route by participating in talent shows.

However, Lin Zhiyang had her own aspirations – to hone her acting skills and become a true actress.

Becoming a respected actress is the most challenging path. Without a professional background or any credentials, and unwilling to engage in the industry's unspoken rules, she had to start from the smallest roles, making every step arduous.

Her attendance at this fashion event was to connect with a director afterward, but who knew it would escalate into such a commotion.

Lin Zhiyang turned to Xia Lan, her fox-like eyes blinking innocently. "Alas, my fortunes have been unkind. What should I do now, Lan-jie?"

At that moment, her assistant Xiao Ran muttered while looking at the hot searches on her phone, "If Qi Yingdi himself speaks up, his fans might not scold her so harshly!"

Xia Lan shook her head upon hearing this. "Impossible, Qi Yanchen would never speak up. He has never acknowledged artists who try to leech off his popularity. His Weibo only posts work-related content, and he has never expressed any personal opinions."

"Besides, a Buddha being flirted with by a little temptress... not retaliating is already merciful!"

Xiao Ran pursed her lips. "It does seem that way."

Xia Lan frowned. "But now, it seems like his intervention is our only hope. The problem is, we don't know him, so we don't even have a chance to ask for his help."

It was common knowledge in the industry that Qi Yanchen had kept a low profile these past two years, making it nearly impossible to establish a connection with him.

Overhearing their conversation, Lin Zhiyang's fox-like eyes glinted mischievously. "What if we did know someone?"

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