Sugar Mama Got a Male Celebrity Pregnant [Female A Male O] [ChatGPT Translation]

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"I can't act, so get the hell out!"

Just as the words fell, a timid omega boy shrank back and fell off the sofa, causing Xie Jun, who he was leaning on, to furrow his brows.

The director was furious, and he grabbed the omega boy who was trembling in fear: "I don't care who your backer is! If you can't act, then get lost!"

The director, a middle-aged beta man, was stronger than the omega boy. He pushed the boy down, causing his pretty little face to hit the ground, and he cried while covering his mouth.

After scolding, the director's anger was still evident.

Glancing over, the man on the sofa sat calmly.

The man's sharply defined face softened, especially his lips, which exuded desire after the kissing scene, and his light-colored pupils were so alluring that they seemed to unintentionally seduce people to the core. . .

Not to mention the collarbone exposed by the bathrobe that caught the attention of many staff members present.

The director shook his head and looked at the man.

At the bottom of my heart, there was a thud. Clearly an alpha, damn it! Almost mistook him for an omega. "Xie Jun, you go rest first," Song Quan waved his hand, avoiding eye contact. The assistant director next to him hurriedly stepped forward to calm him down: "Director Song, calm down. . ." The assistant director discreetly glanced at the man who had lazily stood up from the sofa, and approached Song Quan in a low voice: "Just now, the little omega's backer is someone you can't afford to offend. . . You should know. . ." The assistant director discreetly pointed to the man who was already walking towards the dressing room: "His backer. . . is someone you can't afford to offend. . ." Song Quan was one of the top national treasure-level directors in Di Xing. Which actor who wanted to work with him didn't try to please him? Even if there were a few who were pushed in by backers, they wouldn't dare to challenge him! He had been in the industry for over thirty years and had never feared anyone! Now in a fit of anger, the assistant director's good intentions completely backfired. Pushing away the assistant director, Song Quan coldly snorted, "I don't care who his backer is! If the filming doesn't go well, I'll leave just like him!" Pointing to the pretty boy crying next to the sofa.

The boy widened his delicate eyes, watching Song Quan trying to leave in a hurry, crawling and begging softly, "Director Song! Director Song, please give me another chance!"

"Director Song!"

The boy ran too fast, his feet tangled in the camera cables.

"Ah!"

This kick stirred up even louder curses. . .

*

Restroom.

Wang Xiaojing held the lunchbox and the insulated bag in his hands, entering the dressing room and exclaiming, "Tsk tsk tsk. . ."

Placing the insulated bag in front of the resting man, he started gossiping, "Ah Jun, it's really lively outside~ Just now, I was stunned by what I saw, even more than what's trending. . ."

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A man leaned against the corner of the cabinet, turning his face slowly towards the coolness of the cabinet. His originally neatly combed alpha hair was all tousled and hanging in front of his forehead. The man's flirtatious peach blossom eyes struggled to show through his slightly closed eyes. He closed his slender legs slightly and took a few quick breaths. . .