"Director, it’s my fault this ti for not controlling things properly and causing trouble for everyone."
"I must also thank the action choreographer for helping calm down earlier—I really panicked back there."
The director, who initially had a dark expression and was prepared to give the props and stunt teams a thorough scolding, broke into a smile instead.
He thought to himself that Ye Yuwei really knew how to handle situations. Since she’d put it this way, there was no need for him to play the villain anymore.
The heads of the props and stunt teams were extrely grateful to her.
Although Ye Yuwei wasn’t famous in the entertainnt industry, she’d been specifically requested by the investors. Such resource-backed individuals were even harder to deal with than top-tier actors.
The crew’s doctor arrived to bandage Ye Yuwei’s wound and handed her so ice packs.
However, he advised her to visit the hospital imdiately after the shoot.
The soil scattered by the explosion likely contained bacteria, and an infection could be troubleso.
anwhile, the set resud its hustle as the crew worked to reset the explosion points.
Long Zitao, troubled, glanced at Ye Yuwei and said, "You, you just love to push yourself too hard."
"Shh! It’s not like I want to, but the show must go on. The entire crew, hundreds of people, are counting on it! And I’m just a newbie—I can’t afford to back down."
"Alright... I’m sorry, Yuwei."
"Huh?"
"I was the one who brought you on as a guest star this ti. You got hurt because of ."
Looking at Long Zitao’s guilty expression, Ye Yuwei laughed and said, "Mr. Long, I should be thanking you for giving this opportunity."
Ye Yuwei didn’t wait for Long Zitao to respond further. She stood up and returned to filming.
The shoot went relatively smoothly, thanks to the team’s prior experience with similar scenes.
By the ti Ye Yuwei had finished her part, her leg was already swollen to the point where she couldn’t hold out any longer.
"Yuwei!" Long Zitao, who had been watching her closely all along, imdiately rushed over and, in front of everyone, picked her up without hesitation.
Ye Yuwei froze in shock, fumbling in panic. "Mr. Long! What are you doing? Put down! It’s enough to help walk out."
Long Zitao replied firmly, "Yuwei, you can’t walk recklessly now—it could worsen the injury. You wouldn’t want to miss your upcoming commitnts, would you?"
Ye Yuwei felt both grateful and annoyed by Long Zitao’s insistence.
She appreciated his sincerity but was frustrated by the implications of their actions. Their positions ant that this event would definitely leak out, likely leading to a storm of gossip.
But at this point, Ye Yuwei had no choice but to let him be.
She noticed that Long Zitao’s body was solidly built, his arms muscular and strong.
From the set to the Humr, he jogged steadily, making the whole journey seem effortless.
anwhile, Ye Yuwei’s assistant was panting as she tried to keep up.
"Co on! What are you standing there for?" Long Zitao carefully placed Ye Yuwei into the car, frowning at the assistant who was still stunned.
Hospital
It was Long Zitao who carried Ye Yuwei out of the car again. Luckily, the people in the hospital were all in a hurry and didn’t pay attention to them. Still, Ye Yuwei blushed and buried her face in the crook of Long Zitao’s neck.
She was genuinely afraid that soone might be secretly filming them. Moreover, this was the first ti in her 19 years that she had been so intimately close to a man.
The faint scent of male hormones around her made Ye Yuwei’s breath quicken. Her warm breaths brushed against Long Zitao’s neck, causing his heartbeat to race as he subconsciously tightened his hold on her.
"Mr. Long, don’t we need to register here?"
"No need. This private hospital is part of my family’s business."
At that mont, a leading doctor carefully examined Ye Yuwei’s leg.
Her calf was now fully swollen and red, looking alarmingly serious.
Long Zitao’s expression grew anxious. "Doctor, how is she?"
The doctor’s deanor was relaxed. "It’s nothing serious. There’s so infection, but antibiotics and a topical ointnt will handle it. However, she must rest for three days."
Only then did Long Zitao breathe a sigh of relief, though he couldn’t resist giving Ye Yuwei a slightly reproachful glance—as if silently chastising her for being reckless.
Ye Yuwei stuck out her tongue playfully, clearly not as worried about herself.
"Zijing, Yushen?" Seeing her friends and teammates, Ye Yuwei was surprised.
"Mr. Zhou asked to co take care of you... Oh my God! Your leg!"
"It’s okay. The doctor said once I apply dicine and rest for three days, it’ll be fine."
"Sister Yezi, you need to recuperate properly—you can’t just move around casually after an injury like this," Duan Yuxin said seriously, her round, clear eyes full of concern.
"This ti, it’s thanks to Mr. Long sending here quickly," Ye Yuwei replied with a smile.
Only then did Zhang Zijing notice Long Zitao. "Thank you, Mr. Long."
"It’s nothing—just what I should do," Long Zitao said, though a flicker of disappointnt crossed his face.
He knew Mr. Zhou had sent them here to dispel any misunderstandings.
"Mr. Long, long ti no see!" Duan Yuxin greeted him. Her innocent face suddenly flushed a light pink.
"Mm," Long Zitao nodded courteously, but his gaze lingered on Ye Yuwei.
Duan Yuxin quickly picked up on this, feeling a pang of sadness and disappointnt.
She didn’t know how to continue the conversation with him.
"Does it hurt badly, Yezi?" Zhang Zijing cautiously reached out but hesitated to touch her injured leg.
"It’s not too bad. I’ve had worse injuries while practicing dance before."
"You always insist on pushing through."
Instead of letting the doctor apply dicine to her friend, Zhang Zijing took it upon herself to ticulously sar the ointnt on Ye Yuwei’s wound.
Ye Yuwei noticed Long Zitao still standing there, staring. Feeling a bit awkward, she chuckled, "Mr. Long, don’t you have nightti scenes to shoot?"
"Oh! Right, I’ll be off then."
"Yushen, escort Mr. Long out."
"Alright!"
Though Long Zitao wanted to stay, he couldn’t find a valid reason to do so. Staying any longer would make his feelings far too obvious. He didn’t want people to know he liked Ye Yuwei.
His family was a prominent household in Deep City, and his foray into the entertainnt industry was rely a way to pass the ti.
"Mr. Long, you must be very busy lately!" Duan Yuxin said softly as they walked down the hallway flooded with warm light from the glass windows. She kept her head slightly bowed, her tone ek but lodic.
"Not really!"
"...Mr. Long, how did you end up bringing Sister Yezi here?"
"I play the second male lead in that film. I was the one who asked her to guest star... sigh."
Hearing his final sigh, Duan Yuxin felt as though her heart had been pricked.
The Long Zitao she knew wasn’t supposed to be this lancholic—he was supposed to be confident and carefree.
"Mr. Long, do you think we’ll ever have the chance to work together?"
"Haha, maybe soday."
Duan Yuxin could tell it was rely polite talk, but she was happy anyway.
Long Zitao quickened his pace as they neared the exit. "Yushen, you should head back now and take good care of Yezi."
"Alright! Goodbye, Mr. Long."
As he walked further away, it wasn’t just his silhouette that faded but also a young girl’s forlorn heart.
Duan Yuxin truly wished she could be as poised and composed as Yezi, but she lacked that youthful confidence. All she could do was berate herself for her foolishness.
Hospital Room
Zhang Zijing rested Ye Yuwei’s leg in her lap and carefully wrapped it in gauze.
"Yezi, if you feel uncomfortable, just let know."
"I feel fine. Zijing, you look just like a sweet nurse sister right now."
"Haha, I used to take care of my ’Xiao Hong’ at ho, so I learned how to apply dicine and bandage wounds."
Ye Yuwei couldn’t help but ask curiously, "’Xiao Hong’?"
"A little mutt I raised."
"Then isn’t this technique veterinary-level care?"
"Humans are no different. Dogs are family too."
Ye Yuwei glanced down at her bandaged leg, sensing a little more pain.
She tried to pull her leg back, but Zhang Zijing held it firmly. "Don’t move."
"Zijing, it’s not that serious."
"No way—our legs are way too important for us singing and dancing idols."
Seeing the seriousness in Zhang Zijing’s expression, Ye Yuwei couldn’t help but comply.
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