Chapter 317: Dance Beneath the Spotlight
Dance Beneath the Spotlight
A playful sparkle danced in Bianca’s crimson gaze.
"So..."
"Come, let me show you my dance skills."
Without waiting for a response, Bianca gracefully stepped away from him.
She loosened her shoulders, took a slow breath, and adjusted her stance with practiced ease. Every movement carried the confidence of someone who had trained countless times behind the scenes.
Then, with astonishing flexibility, she smoothly lifted one leg into a flawless standing split.
Her posture remained perfectly balanced.
Her back stayed straight.
Not even the slightest tremble appeared in her movements.
The elegant business trousers she wore stretched neatly with the motion, emphasizing just how incredible her flexibility truly was.
Julian blinked.
His expression froze for a second.
Inside his mind...
[Wow, is it really that perfect?]
[What a pity, she’s wearing pants. I’d love to see her do it in a skirt.]
The moment those thoughts echoed through Bianca’s ears, the smile on her face almost cracked.
"..."
Hopeless.
This man really can’t stop himself for even five seconds.
Fortunately, she had already grown accustomed to Julian’s shameless inner commentary. If this had happened months ago, she probably would have kicked him straight out of her office.
She slowly lowered her raised leg with perfect control before standing naturally again.
Not a strand of her crimson hair had fallen out of place.
She crossed her arms and looked at Julian with a faint smile.
"What do you think? Can I do it?"
Julian immediately raised a thumbs-up.
"Absolutely."
His praise came without hesitation.
Unlike his wandering imagination, this compliment was completely sincere.
Bianca truly possessed remarkable flexibility.
Even many professional dancers would struggle to perform such a clean standing split while maintaining perfect posture.
Hearing the straightforward praise, Bianca’s smile became a little brighter.
She couldn’t help feeling pleased.
Compliments from other people meant very little to her.
But hearing Julian praise her...
Somehow felt different.
She looked away before the warmth in her expression became too obvious.
"Then let’s go, the staff is ready."
Without giving him time to think, Bianca naturally hooked her arm around Julian’s.
Julian stiffened for a brief moment.
He had almost become accustomed to her habit of initiating physical contact.
Almost.
He glanced around instinctively.
"President Bianca..."
"There are employees outside."
"So?"
She tilted her head innocently.
"They’ll misunderstand."
Bianca’s smile deepened.
"Let them misunderstand."
Julian could only laugh helplessly.
Inside his heart...
He had already surrendered.
The office door opened.
Miss. Walker was waiting respectfully outside.
Seeing the two emerge arm in arm, she merely smiled politely without showing the slightest surprise.
Clearly...
This scene was no longer unusual to her.
The three walked toward the executive elevator.
Along the way, employees greeted Bianca one after another.
"Good afternoon, President Bianca."
"President Bianca."
"Good afternoon."
Bianca nodded gracefully in return.
Many employees couldn’t help glancing curiously at Julian.
Although most already knew his identity as Young Master Julian D’Aurelius, seeing President Bianca personally holding his arm still left everyone secretly exchanging glances.
No one dared gossip openly.
But countless curious thoughts appeared in their minds.
Julian noticed those looks and quietly whispered,
"I think they’re all staring."
Bianca leaned slightly closer.
"They’re jealous."
"Jealous of me?"
"No."
"They’re jealous of you."
Julian laughed.
"I somehow doubt that."
Bianca smiled without answering.
She simply tightened her hold around his arm a little more.
The elevator reached the lower floor.
The doors opened.
The two walked toward one of the largest conference halls inside the De Dominicis Group headquarters.
The conference room had already been completely transformed.
The long meeting table had disappeared.
Professional cameras surrounded the shooting area.
Large soft lights illuminated every corner.
Reflectors, microphones, and filming equipment were arranged with military precision.
Several staff members hurried back and forth making final adjustments.
The atmosphere was lively but orderly.
The room had been cleared out and transformed into a temporary studio.
The staff was already waiting there.
Seeing Bianca arrive, a middle-aged woman with an artistic flair approached with a smile.
Her clothing was simple yet tasteful, and years of directing experience gave her an unmistakable professional aura.
"President Bianca, we’re ready."
She was one of the country’s most respected commercial directors and had collaborated with the De Dominicis Group on numerous successful advertising campaigns.
Even so...
Receiving today’s assignment had left her thoroughly confused.
President Bianca had insisted on personally starring in the advertisement.
More surprisingly...
She had refused to reveal the identity of the male lead until filming day.
Now, seeing Julian standing beside her...
Everything finally made sense.
No wonder President Bianca had been so secretive.
The advertisement might have been the official reason.
But anyone with eyes could tell there was another reason standing right beside her.
Bianca smiled warmly and extended her hand.
"Thank you for your hard work. We’ll change outfits and start shooting."
The director shook her hand with a smile.
"It’ll be our pleasure."
As she looked at Julian again, she couldn’t help smiling knowingly.
So that’s the real story...
This shoot is only half about advertising.
The other half...
Is clearly about love.
Julian naturally had no idea what everyone else was thinking.
He simply followed a staff member toward the changing room.
After being taken to change into a new outfit, Julian was also pulled aside for a light makeup session.
The makeup artist carefully examined his face.
After only a few moments, she looked genuinely amazed.
His skin hardly required any touch-up.
His facial features were already remarkably symmetrical.
The light makeup merely enhanced what was naturally there.
Unable to resist, she smiled.
"You’ve got incredible facial structure."
"If you entered the entertainment industry, you’d definitely become popular."
Julian chuckled politely.
"You’re giving me too much credit."
"I’m serious."
She adjusted his collar before stepping back to admire her work.
"There are handsome actors..."
"And there are faces the camera falls in love with."
"Yours belongs to the second category."
Julian could only smile awkwardly.
A few minutes later...
He stepped out.
At almost the same moment, Bianca emerged from the opposite dressing room.
The two instinctively looked toward each other.
For a brief instant...
The entire studio became unusually quiet.
Julian wore a tailored black suit that perfectly matched his tall figure.
His black hair had been neatly styled.
His golden eyes appeared especially striking beneath the studio lights.
Standing opposite him, Bianca looked equally breathtaking.
Her elegant outfit highlighted her graceful figure while maintaining the sophisticated image expected of the president of the De Dominicis Group.
The contrast between her crimson hair and confident smile drew nearly everyone’s attention.
When Julian and Bianca stood together, the surrounding staff unconsciously stopped what they were doing.
Several people stared blankly.
In the entertainment industry, where handsome men and beautiful women were as common as dogs.
They had to admit.
These two had looks that surpassed even the top stars in the industry.
If such people entered the industry.
It would be like being spoon-fed by the heavens.
Even Director Miss. Svensson couldn’t help nodding in satisfaction.
The camera hadn’t even started rolling yet...
Yet the visual chemistry between the two already felt extraordinary.
Bianca smiled softly.
She naturally walked over and hugged Julian’s arm again before leaning closer.
"Doesn’t this make you feel proud?"
Julian glanced around at everyone’s astonished expressions before laughing modestly.
"It’s alright, it’s alright."
Bianca rolled her eyes at his shameless attempt to act humble before looking toward Director Miss. Svensson with a professional smile.
"Director Miss. Svensson, shall we start shooting now?"
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