His Beloved Mate

Chapter 51 Not ambitious, You And The World

"Learn from Ryan."

'What? What do you mean? Learn from Ryan.'?

Hearing that, Cassie came to her senses in an instant. She grabbed the back of Dylan's hand excitedly

and said, "So you agreed to let me participate in the script? !"

She pinched him so hard that a row of crescent marks appeared on the back of Dylan's hand.

Frowning, Dylan pushed her hand away in disgust. "Forget it if you don't want to."

Reflexively, Cassie withdrew her hand and bit her fingernails with a smile. "Don't, don't, don't! I will!"

The original author participated in the script in person, and with the help of a well-known scriptwriter

like Ryan, the quality of the adaptation of this book would be greatly guaranteed. And there was no

need to worry that it would be out of recognition!

She continuously said, "Then... Can I participate in the selection of actors?"

In addition to the script, actors were also very important in a play. No matter how good the script was,

the actors' acting skills couldn't keep up with it. It's no use.

Cassie said, "I promise! Make a good choice. I won't let you down. Let me do it."

The corners of Dylan's mouth lifted slightly. "You are thinking about actors before the script is finished.

You are really ambitious."

Cassie raised her eyebrows and looked at him proudly. "No, no, no. I'm not ambitious. You and the

world..."

Dylan was flattered. He said slowly, "Okay."

Cassie threw herself into his arms excitedly and said, "I think it's okay!"

Dylan drew back his neck and said, "I haven't finished yet."

Cassie stood up from his arms and stared at him. "What? What else? !"

"If the ratings of this play is low. If you make my investment unable to return the capital, fifty million will

be reduced by half, and you can offer me another fifty million."

Damn it! 'A capitalist is indeed a capitalist. He always puts interests first and tries his best to exploit

me.'.

Cassie compressed her lips, squeezed out two drops of tears and looked at him pitifully. "Are you really

going to be so cruel to me?"

Dylan looked at her with a great interest, "Of course. I'm a capitalist. It's okay if you don't agree.

Anyway, I won't lose anything."

Gritting her teeth, Cassie said after a while, "Okay! I bet on my taste this time."

Raising his eyebrows, Dylan looked at her and said, "Let's wait and see."

Cassie said, "Then I have a condition!"

"Go ahead." Dylan said with a smile.

"If you really make money from this play, I'll give you the return. I take 70%, you take 30%!"

She wouldn't do a losing business!

Dylan looked at her with great interest. 'You've learned a lot?'?

"Okay."

-

In the KFC.

Cassie sat in the corner, eating the roast chicken. She took a sip of coke and said, "Hey, Flora, I'll tell

you. I bet with Dylan."

Flora took a sip of her milk tea and asked curiously, "What did you bet with Mr. Dylan?"

Raising her eyebrows, Cassie gave a cunning smile, "I asked him to take part in the adaptation of the

script of 100 Days of Sweet Love and the selection of actors. If I really make money, I'll split with him.

I'll take 70%, and he'll take 30%!"

Flora was surprised, "Wow, you and Mr. Dylan are married, but you are so considerate? Isn't he

yours?"

Then Flora added with a smile, "Did Mr. Dylan give you a black card?"

Cassie smiled, "Yes." The capitalist had given her a black card, but she didn't want to spend his money.

After all, she had said that she would give the money back to Dylan.

Cassie took out a black card from her wallet and handed it to Flora. "Here you are."

Flora was excited. "Wow, wow! I'm the mistress of Mrs. Dylan!" ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Cassie chuckled, "Well, I'll treat you to KFC today. Is that enough?"

With a smile, Flora leaned against Cassie, pretending to be shy. "Okay!"

The friendship between girls was so simple.

Taking a bite of the potato chips, Flora asked, "By the way, did Mr. Dylan tell you who the scriptwriter

is?"

Hearing this, Cassie became excited. She rubbed her hands and said with a smile, "Guess who it is?"

Flora shook her head, "I don't know. Since Mr. Dylan is going to invest this play, the choice should not

be bad."

Cassie looked at Flora, "You are such a lackey!"

Flora laughed, "I've never seen you behave like this. You seem unhappy when I praise Mr. Dylan. It's

said that husband and wife are one. Did you quarrel with Mr. Dylan?"

Cassie curled its lips, "No!"

Flora smiled, "All right. Tell me, who is the scriptwriter?"

Cassie said, "Ryan."

Flora was so excited, "What did you say?! Ryan! !"

Cassie smiled and nodded, "Yes, it's Ryan."

Flora asked her, "Can you get his signature for me then?! I like him very much!"

Cassie looked at her with amusement. After a while, she said thoughtfully, "Tut, a few days ago,

someone told me that I always liked Owen..."

Flora said, "Oh, husband is different from idol! How could Mr. Dylan and Owen be the same? That

makes sense!"

With a smile, Cassie patted her hand and said, "Hey, you're even arguing with me. Okay, I'll help you,

okay?"

Nodding with satisfaction, Flora leaned on Cassie's shoulder and said, "Cassie, you're so kind."

-

When Cassie drove home, she found that Dylan had just come back. Dylan looked at Cassie coming

out of the car and his face suddenly darkened.

Cassie greeted him, "Good evening, capitalist." Then she was about to go upstairs.

Suddenly, a familiar force came from her wrist, and Cassie made a "hiss" in pain. Dylan said in a cold

voice, "Who told you to drive? !"

Dylan's attitude was even more infuriating. Cassie answered, "It's none of your business! What's wrong

with me driving? Don't worry. I didn't buy it with your money!"

Dylan looked at her with burning eyes. Cassie struggled to free herself. "Let me go! It hurts!"

The next second, she was lifted up by Dylan. Cassie patted him on the back and asked, "Dylan, what's

wrong with you?"

As soon as he went upstairs, Dylan put Cassie down and pressed her against the wall. His eyes were

as sharp as a knife. The atmosphere around him became extremely low. Cassie looked at him and

trembled slightly.

Before she could react, Dylan's warm lips fell. Cassie widened her eyes in surprise. "HMM..."

Feeling disgusted, Cassie gave him a hard kick on his face.

Her eyes were red and full of resentment.