Facing Director Li’s indirect approach, Yu Zexiao showed no reaction at all.

He didn’t even glance at Lu Jiayuan again, instead, he strode over to the resting area reserved for him and sank into the soft rattan chair, comfortably crossing his legs and not forgetting to issue an order, "Assistant Jian, I want coffee, go make it for me! "

Because of Yu Zexiao’s remark, the focus of attention suddenly shifted to Jian Anning who was standing by.

Just moments ago, she had unapologetically set Jiang Xuanqi straight, and now she seemed unfazed, with Yu Zexiao not reprimanding her in the slightest. To Jian Anning, it appeared as if the incident that just happened wasn’t a big deal.

Since Yu Zexiao had given an order, she naturally nodded, went over to the side, took out the thermos, and poured him coffee.

Soon, the aromatic scent of high-quality Jamaican coffee beans, mixed with the smell of freshly baked cookies from the insulation box, began to permeate the film set.

This was a film set after all and, excessive as he might be, Yu Zexiao wouldn’t demand things like espresso machines be brought over.

Therefore, Jian Anning had prepared the coffee at the hotel and brought it in a thermos for him.

Everyone watched in astonishment as Yu Zexiao sat aside, sipping on the fragrant freshly-ground coffee and munching on barely sweetened soda biscuits, lazily stretching his slender body, looking as relaxed as if he was enjoying an afternoon tea.

Everyone was already familiar with Yu Zexiao’s aloofness and uniqueness, but they never imagined he would treat Lu Jiayuan, who had come from afar, as if he were nonexistent! He couldn’t even be bothered to look at him or exchange a word!

Director Li was somewhat at a loss for words, wanting to say something to relieve the awkward atmosphere, but found he couldn’t figure out what to say.

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