Pei Yan didn’t say anything, just gave a slight nod.
The staff didn’t think much of it, just walked away enviously.
The advertisent shoot was quick; the first set was done in less than an hour, and the second set required a change of clothes.
Qin Yun had just stepped away from the cara when soone imdiately handed her water and naturally stuffed an osmanthus cake into her mouth.
Qin Yun paused, then slowly chewed the osmanthus cake.
"Hmm? It’s warm?"
It was surprisingly still warm.
Qin Yun looked at Pei Yan with surprise.
Pei Yan, wearing large sunglasses, revealed no emotion. You could only see him nod and say, "Hmm, I kept it warm for you."
The two of them walked towards the dressing room where the makeup artist was already waiting. As soon as Qin Yun returned, she began to remove makeup and change clothes, with Yuanyuan helping on the side.
And Pei Yan could only stand aside, finding monts to feed her.
Pei Yan softly asked, "There are also stead dumplings and buns. Want so?"
Qin Yun nodded.
Pei Yan picked up a bun and stuffed it into Qin Yun’s mouth, just as the makeup artist paused, preparing to change Qin Yun’s lipstick, and started handling her hair.
The hairstyle for this set wasn’t very complicated.
Pei Yan’s feeding action beca increasingly skillful, not delaying the makeup process or leaving Qin Yun idle.
Qin Yun ate happily.
The makeup artist was done, and Qin Yun was half full.
Pei Yan tidied up the lunchbox, casually asking Qin Yun, "What do you want to eat later?"
Qin Yun tilted her head and thought for a second, "Hotpot."
This was hard to bring to the studio.
Pei Yan imdiately turned to instruct Zheng Qian to book a private room for hotpot together that evening.
"I’ll take you to eat once you’re done filming."
"Okay."
Originally, it was expected that the second set of shots would also go smoothly, but once inside the shooting studio, Qin Yun realized today’s shoot wasn’t so simple.
She saw Qingqing.
Qingqing seed to be shooting too, coincidentally in the sa studio.
"Sister Qin Yun? You’re here too?"
Upon entering, Qingqing saw Qin Yun and exclaid joyfully, disregarding the ongoing shoot, rushing over directly.
"Sister Qin Yun, if I had known you were shooting here today, I would’ve brought an apologetic gift. You don’t know, I couldn’t sleep well last night, worrying if you’re mad.’
Qingqing, with a sincere face, wanted to hold Qin Yun’s hand like ’sisters’, but was avoided by Qin Yun.
Qin Yun looked at her enthusiastic deanor coldly, speechless.
This girl really had so nerve.
"We’re not that close, you should work first. Besides, I’m not mad at you. There’s no need, you know that, right?"
Qin Yun didn’t want any entanglents with her and turned around, preparing to head to her shooting area, but Qingqing’s sorrowful voice echoed from behind.
"Sister Qin Yun, I knew you’re still mad at , which makes feel guilty. From now on, I’ll avoid any intimate contact with Brother Pei Yan, for your happiness, I’m willing to give up my friendship with Brother Pei Yan."
Qin Yun: "..."
Though past morning sickness, she suddenly felt a little nauseous.
"If your ears aren’t good, I suggest you see a doctor. If you don’t know any specialists, I can recomnd so. I told you, whatever you want to do has nothing to do with , yet you’re still kicking up a fuss. Do I seem that easygoing?"
Qin Yun turned her head, glaring sharply at Qingqing.
Qingqing, seemingly frightened, retreated several steps.
"Sister Yunyun, don’t be mad, anger’s not good for the baby. I’m leaving; I’ll leave now."
Qingqing shook her head, looking pale, went back to tell the photographer sothing. That side glanced at Qin Yun with an unfriendly look.
"These celebrities these days, thinking they can monopolize a studio. Do they even have the skills for it? Bullying newcors, what’s the worth in that?"
The photographer began to mock sarcastically, saying nasty things.
"The shoot’s been scheduled, can’t change the location for soone’s personal reasons!"
Qin Yun understood.
Qingqing went back to tell the photographer she didn’t want to shoot in the sa studio, hence, the photographer got upset.
Really disgusting.
Qin Yun frowned.
Yuanyuan imdiately ca over, "Sister Yun, I’ll handle it. You go and start the shoot first."
Qin Yun looked at Yuanyuan, then Qin Yun at the aggrieved Qingqing, took a deep breath, and nodded.
"Hmm."
Qin Yun turned around and went to shoot.
Yuanyuan went over to communicate with the other side.
Just as it seed Qingqing was causing trouble for attention, suddenly a commotion broke out over there, and Yuanyuan got slapped.
"Ah!"
Yuanyuan cried out in pain, being slapped to the ground, and it was the previously sarcastic photographer who hit her.
"Who do you think you are, daring to bark orders in front of ? Never mind a little assistant, even the star herself would face the sa result!"
Qin Yun looked over, catching sight of Yuanyuan on the ground in a sorry state. Nearby, a glimpse of Qingqing’s triumphant glint flashed.
She signaled to the photographer, pausing the shoot.
Qin Yun walked over.
Seeing her, Qingqing hid behind the photographer, voice shaking to explain, "Sister Qin Yun, it’s not what it looks like. Sister Yuan just told us to cooperate and not irritate you here, that’s why Brother Photographer got mad and hit her."
Qin Yun didn’t even glance at her, just looked calmly at the photographer, "Which hand did you use to hit?"
The photographer snorted coldly, furious, "What, can’t handle the truth?"
His tone obviously deaning, making Qin Yun’s face more composed as she repeated, "Which hand did you use?"
The photographer grew more annoyed, "Both hands, what of it?"
Qingqing lightly tugged the photographer’s sleeve, "Brother Photographer, this is Qin Yun, a top-tier celebrity. You don’t need to offend her for ."
"I’ve seen plenty of big stars before; who does Qin Yun think she is? I can still..."
Before he could finish, Qin Yun backhanded him solidly across the face.
The tall man, nearly six feet tall, staggered from the slap, taking several steps back before hitting the wall, colliding with nearby photography equipnt. Clatter, the machines fell and broke.
The photographer clutched his face, looking at Qin Yun in disbelief, while Qingqing did not expect Qin Yun to act so boldly.
"You...you..."
She was so frightened she couldn’t speak properly, her face colorless, instinctively retreating to stay clear of Qin Yun’s reach.
Qin Yun lightly flicked her hand, questioning, "What about ?"
"I didn’t bother with you earlier because I didn’t want to get angry, not good for the baby. But if you think that ans I’m easy to bully, you’re gravely mistaken. I’ve had my fair share of practice, so, you’d better be careful in the future."
"As for you, a man who hits won, isn’t a man at all. That slap was rely returning the favor, also to warn you. If you dare point fingers at my people again, I won’t be so polite. Now get up imdiately and apologize to Yuanyuan."
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