Bian Yue arrived at the film set, followed closely by Yao Yimin’s car.
She got out of the car and frowned at the setting in front of her, her expression complex.
There was a green screen set up on site, and not far away, the director was having a script reading with a group of actors.
Through the blinds, shapes were vaguely discernible.
They were all engrossed, none noticing Bian Yue’s arrival.
Bian Yue whispered to Anny beside her: "Anny, please go ask Director Liu to co out."
"Okay, President Bian," Anny left.
Bian Yue looked at Yao Yimin, who was inspecting the scene, and said lightly, "Due to the delay in the schedule, it might look a bit crude right now, but everything will be on track once the shooting officially starts."
Bian Yue’s voice pulled back Yao Yimin’s thoughts.
Yao Yimin chuckled softly and slowly said, "I thought President Bian would have had soone spruce up the place in advance."
"Since I dared take the ti to bring Miss Yao here, I naturally have the confidence that you would like the ’Shengshi Yan’ project. As for the surface dressing you ntioned, I disdain to resort to deceit."
Bian Yue spoke calmly, causing Yao Yimin to glance sideways.
Yao Yimin looked at Bian Yue and smiled aningfully.
anwhile, the director ca over and seeing Yao Yimin, his eyes lit up.
"President Bian! You really brought Mr. Yao to the film set?" The director exclaid with joy, "Then... when do we start shooting?"
"Miss Yao hasn’t formally signed a contract with yet. Director Liu, why don’t you take Miss Yao to the resting room, introduce her to the project, and later I’ll invite everyone out for a al. The film crew has been on halt, everyone has been persevering here, it’s been tough."
"Okay, President Bian!" Director Liu said with a smile: "Don’t worry, I will properly introduce...about that...Mr. Yao, please follow this way?"
Yao Yimin glanced at Bian Yue, "President Bian, aren’t you coming with us?"
"I don’t understand the script issues, let Miss Yao and Director Liu talk. If there are any problems, we can discuss them openly after you’re done talking."
The sky was overcast and rain seed imminent.
Yao Yimin left with Director Liu.
Bian Yue looked up at the sky and said with a smile, "Is the rainy season almost over?"
"There are still a few days to go," Anny sighed, "This weather is really uncomfortable."
Bian Yue neither agreed nor disagreed, squinting her eyes at the misty sky, her smile deepening as she murmured softly, "But having soone waiting for at ho doesn’t seem too bad..."
"President Bian, why didn’t President Wen co with you this ti?" Anny asked curiously, "Before, President Wen often ca to the company, but it’s been a long ti since I’ve seen her."
Bian Yue thought of Wen Jiao who was still recuperating quietly at the Shen Family old house, paused, then said, "Wen Jiao has so private matters to attend to, she will co here once she’s free."
Anny nodded without probing further.
Bian Yue got into the nanny car, then called the caretaker to ask, "Is Miss Wen feeling any better today?"
Miss had hurt her wrist and lost a lot of blood, the doctor had prescribed rest.
Bian Yue notified the Wen Family side, which allowed Wen Jiao to stay at the Shen Family’s house, at ease.
At this point, the caretaker hesitated before saying, "Miss Wen’s health is no longer a serious concern, but she’s been in a bad mood, today... today she suddenly started packing up and went back to the Wen Family’s house."
Bian Yue froze, "How co no one inford ?"
"Miss Wen said there was no need to bother you."
Bian Yue’s frown deepened, her voice becoming stern, "How could this not be bothering , such a significant matter, Wen Jiao should have told ! She’s injured, what is she doing running around?"
The caretaker listened to Bian Yue’s concern over the phone and offered a few words of comfort.
Bian Yue hung up the phone, her face looking grim.
Anny noticed and nudged Bian Yue with her elbow, curiously asking, "President Bian, what happened, is it serious?"
Bian Yue said it wasn’t, then paused, pinching the bridge of her nose, her voice slow, "Get Yao Yimin’s information again, there’s still more to discuss tonight."
"Yes."
At noon, at the City Center Hospital.
Su Youxue was speaking with the doctor about Li Sihe’s condition, the doctor’s expression grave, he said somberly: "Miss Su, you should be prepared. This disease is difficult to treat. Without a suitable bone marrow match, the chances are slim."
Su Youxue clenched the case file in her hand tightly, "I’ve heard that Shen Jinci is also using Lixing’s influence to find a solution. Can’t the Shen and Li Families together find a cure?"
"This kind of genetic familial disease has no successful cases of treatnt either dostically or abroad, Miss Su. I’m sorry, but this isn’t sothing that money can necessarily solve." The doctor looked sympathetically at Su Youxue, "It’s clear you and Mr. Li are close, but you’re young, and there are so things you have to accept."
Su Youxue looked at the doctor, baffled and furious, "The person inside is the heir of the Li Family, what if sothing happens to him, can you bear the responsibility! Are you saying this because you think there’s no hope for him?"
"Miss Su, that’s not what I ant, don’t be upset. Rest assured, Mr. Li will surely be fortunate."
"Get out!"
Su Youxue was uncontrollably furious, her eyes red as she yelled.
It was only after the doctor left that Su Youxue managed to calm down and entered the hospital room.
Li Sihe was recently busy with Feng Cheng’s affairs. Although most of the group’s activities were managed by Bai Xu, major decisions still had to be made by Li Sihe himself.
As Su Youxue entered, she saw Li Sihe lying weakly on the hospital bed, still handling docunts. Her heart tightened, and she strode forward, snatching the papers from his hands.
"Are you crazy? Do you know what condition your body is in now? And you’re still dealing with docunts here!" Su Youxue angrily shouted, then her voice softened as tears fell, pleading, "Li Sihe, I’m begging you, could you please take care of yourself."
"Give the docunts." The man’s elegant deanor, peach blossom eyes cool as water, his voice so calm it had no ripples, he spoke indifferently.
Su Youxue bit her teeth, her unwilling gaze on him, seeing his resolute attitude, seemingly leaving no room for discussion, she then handed the docunts back to him.
Just as Li Sihe was about to take the docunts, Su Youxue clenched them tightly, her eyes intently on Li Sihe, her voice trembling: "Li Sihe, is it because Bian Yue isn’t by your side anymore, so you’re treating yourself this way? Do you want to die and beco a scar in Bian Yue’s heart?"
Li Sihe looked at Su Youxue silently, the next mont, he forcefully pulled the docunts from her hands.
That night, in a private farm on the hillside in the outskirts of Xiangjiang.
In the quiet restaurant, the crisp sound of rain hitting the banana leaves could be heard outside, Bian Yue took the nu from the waiter to browse.
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