Xu Xiuwen nodded, pointed to Cheng Lu, and said to Hang Fei, "This is my girlfriend, Cheng Lu."
He then turned to Cheng Lu and said, "Cheng Lu, this is Hang Fei, a senior in the directing department at the Arts Institute and also the director of my drama."
Hang Fei looked at Xu Xiuwen, full of questions.
But now was not the time to ask.
He suppressed his confusion and turned to Cheng Lu with a smile, "Hello Cheng Lu, I'm Hang Fei."
Cheng Lu let go of Xu Xiuwen's arm and said kindly, "Hello, Director. I'm Cheng Lu. Xu Xiuwen often talks about you, saying that you put a lot of effort into this drama. Without you, he would have messed it all up, so I've always wanted to thank you for your help."
Cheng Lu's words were flawless.
Hang Fei was pleased to hear them.
Although he was willing to work hard for the drama, who wouldn't want to be recognized?
Xu Xiuwen was slightly surprised.
He had never mentioned Hang Fei in front of Cheng Lu before; she had just learned about his identity.
But look at her, her words were impeccable.
Naturally, Xu Xiuwen wouldn't undermine his girlfriend. He agreed, "Brother Fei, you really put a lot of effort into this drama. Fortunately, your hard work is about to pay off. Let's go catch a car; it's getting late, and we should get there early to make a good impression."
On the way, Xu Xiuwen and Hang Fei talked a lot about the post-production of the drama and the difficulties in getting it approved.
Cheng Lu, like Teemo, seemed to blend into the background, not trying to dominate the conversation or show off her presence.
But she wasn't just pretending to be invisible.
Occasionally, she would chime in with a few words.
Cheng Lu knew how to strike the right balance, and her occasional contributions hit Hang Fei's points of interest.
As a result, Hang Fei often burst out laughing, in a good mood throughout the trip.
The three of them planned to take a taxi to the provincial TV station building.
When they got into the taxi, Cheng Lu took the front seat, leaving the backseat for Xu Xiuwen and Hang Fei.
Hang Fei wanted to ask Xu Xiuwen what was going on. He had always thought Tang Weiwei was Xu Xiuwen's girlfriend, especially since Xu Xiuwen had let Tang Weiwei handle the finances and even gave her his bank card during the filming.
But considering the small space in the car and worrying about being overheard by Cheng Lu, he suppressed his curiosity.
Half an hour later, the car arrived near the provincial TV station building.
When it came time to pay, Xu Xiuwen intended to cover the fare.
However, Cheng Lu took the initiative to pay.
So far, all of Cheng Lu's actions satisfied Xu Xiuwen.
Seeing it was not yet 3 PM, the three of them arrived early at the agreed meeting place, a coffee shop.
After sitting down, they each ordered a cup of coffee.
During this time, Hang Fei subtly tapped Xu Xiuwen's foot under the table and said, "I need to go to the bathroom."
Xu Xiuwen was puzzled for a moment but quickly understood and said, "Cheng Lu, I also need to go to the bathroom."
The two of them went to the men's restroom one after the other.
After entering, Xu Xiuwen naturally walked to a urinal, unzipped his pants, and started to relieve himself. He asked Hang Fei, "What's up, brother Fei?"
Hang Fei, also relieving himself, looked around and, seeing no one else, whispered, "What's going on with you and Cheng Lu? Is she really your girlfriend?"
Xu Xiuwen laughed, "Of course she is. Why would I bring her if she wasn't?"
Hang Fei responded, "Then what about Weiwei? I thought Weiwei was your girlfriend? Such a good girl, how can you give her up?"
Hearing Tang Weiwei's name, Xu Xiuwen was silent for a moment.
He then looked at Hang Fei and said, "Weiwei is also my girlfriend."
Hang Fei's eyes widened, "Are you two-timing? I never thought you were that kind of person!"
Xu Xiuwen smiled wryly and asked, "Brother Fei, what do you think of Weiwei?"
"Weiwei is a great girl, very pure and always thinking of you. If you don't cherish such a good girl, you'll be struck by lightning!"
Xu Xiuwen nodded in agreement and asked, "Then what do you think of Cheng Lu?"
Hang Fei paused, then recalled, "Cheng Lu is also good. She's sincere and kind, seems like a very understanding girl."
"That's right, both of them are good girls. I can't bear to let either of them go."
Hang Fei was speechless, "But you can't cheat on them! If this blows up, you'll hurt both of them."
Xu Xiuwen didn't explain but asked, "Brother Fei, do you trust me?"
Hang Fei hesitated but eventually nodded.
Having known Xu Xiuwen for a few months, he appreciated Xu Xiuwen's way of doing things.
What impressed Hang Fei most was Xu Xiuwen's boldness.
If their roles were reversed, Hang Fei wouldn't dare spend over a million yuan to shoot a drama.
He doubted his own ability to direct a drama well, but Xu Xiuwen believed in him.
That's why Hang Fei was willing to help Xu Xiuwen with many issues.
Seeing Hang Fei nod, Xu Xiuwen said, "Since you trust me, please continue to do so. I'll handle my relationships with them and try not to hurt either of them. Even if there's some hurt, I'll minimize it."
Hang Fei sighed.
He patted Xu Xiuwen on the shoulder without saying more and headed out.
Xu Xiuwen smiled and quickly caught up, saying, "Brother Fei, you didn't wash your hands before patting my shoulder. You did that on purpose, didn't you?"
Back at the table, Hang Fei acted normally.
Although he felt Xu Xiuwen was wrong, he chose to cover for him rather than tell Cheng Lu everything.
As for Xu Xiuwen's claim that he could manage his relationships with both women, Hang Fei wasn't very convinced. But things had reached this point, and it was beyond his control.
Back at the table, Xu Xiuwen continued chatting with Hang Fei about various topics, not limited to the drama.
Throughout, Cheng Lu remained mostly quiet, showing no impatience.
Her demeanor was elegant and composed. Simply put, she carried herself well and wouldn't embarrass a man in public.
In this regard, Tang Weiwei couldn't compare.
Not that Tang Weiwei wasn't good; she was very good, but she was too shy, more of a demure, delicate type, lacking the grandeur Cheng Lu exuded.
Although Hang Fei hadn't known Cheng Lu for long, he already approved of her.
He couldn't help but envy Xu Xiuwen. Why couldn't he meet such a good girl?
With five minutes left until their meeting, the provincial TV station people still hadn't shown up.
Hang Fei started to get anxious.
Xu Xiuwen remained calm, and Cheng Lu was even more so.
Seeing their calm demeanor, Hang Fei realized he was being impatient. Feeling embarrassed that he, the older one, was less composed, he settled down.
At that moment.
There was the sound of footsteps in leather shoes behind him.
Xu Xiuwen looked up...