It was Huo Qi who broke the awkward silence first, "Did you receive the clothes?"
"Yeah, I received them."
Then, silence fell once again.
Huo Qi said, "Good to hear you got them, I’m hanging up now."
"Hey..."
"Beep beep beep..."
On the other end, Huo Qi had already hung up the phone. Ao Chen didn’t dare to call back, worried that Huo Qi would find him annoying. Clutching his phone, he composed a text ssage, editing it back and forth until only one sentence remained.
[Last night, I didn’t enter your room on purpose, don’t be mad.]
There was a ti when Ao Chen, so proud, would never have groveled like this.
When Huo Qi checked the ssage, he was just about to shoot new material. He slipped his phone back into his pocket, and his smile beca a bit brighter. For him, the hard part was never rejecting Ao Chen’s approaches but rather, not being able to keep him from leaving.
Under what circumstances would Ao Chen stay by his side forever? That was sothing Huo Qi needed to figure out.
He was now witnessing so changes in Ao Chen, but these weren’t enough to give him a sense of security. So, his assessnt of Ao Chen had to continue.
Ao Chen didn’t receive a reply from Huo Qi, and although he was disappointed, he didn’t give up. He thought a lot and comforted himself—since he’d been in Huo Qi’s room once, how far off could a second ti be?
He didn’t dare to imagine how heartbroken he would be if he and Huo Qi ended up not staying together. The re thought was unbearable for his heart. He didn’t dare to dwell on it.
He was always confident that there would co a day when he and Huo Qi would be together again.
...
The day was fair and sunny. Bo Yan was performing a scene with a supporting character when a blonde-haired, blue-eyed staff mber approached Yuran and whispered, "Miss Yu, Director Huo asked to tell you to go outside and et a friend for him, a consultant invited by the production team."
Yuran was reading the script and suddenly heard soone’s voice. She frowned and looked over, seeing an entirely unfamiliar face.
During the months she had been in the production crew, she had morized the faces of the staff. She had indeed never seen this one before, and she felt a strong sense of unfamiliarity.
Because she didn’t have any scenes, and she didn’t sleep well last night, she was resting in the lounge. Huo Qi would not send her on errands if he was busy. She beca more guarded and smiled at the newcor, "It wouldn’t be proper for to et Director Huo’s friend."
The blonde-haired lady seed to have anticipated this reaction. She smiled and said, "Director Huo said the sa thing, but he really can’t get away at the mont. He asked to apologize and said we’d appreciate your help."
This didn’t sound like sothing Huo Qi would say at all. Yuran looked around and noticed that all the people who had been in the lounge had been called away. It indicated that the other party had co prepared.
They hadn’t showed their true colors yet, just wanting things to go smoothly. Yuran wasn’t foolish enough to follow their script.
She put the script on the dressing table and smiled at the other person, "Okay, then you lead the way, and I’ll follow you out."
The Blonde Lady smiled, "Okay."
As soon as she turned around, Yuran pushed her and ran towards another door, moving extrely fast. The Blonde Lady quickly recovered and chased after Yuran.
Just as Yuran ran out of the corridor, she was caught up with. The Blonde Lady held a dagger with a lethal sheen, holding it against Yuran’s throat, her eyes fierce, "Miss Yu, if you want to stay unhard, it’s best not to resist. If you simply co with , there won’t be any problems, will there? Yet you refuse to see sense."
Yuran was very calm, standing still with a tiny trickle of blood where the sharp dagger touched her carotid artery.
She looked at the Blonde Lady indifferently, "To deceive the whole crew, you’re indeed no simple character."
The Blonde Lady didn’t speak and folded Yuran’s hands behind her back, pushing her forward, "Miss Yu, sotis you don’t need to be so clever. Won who are too clever often don’t end well."
Yuran didn’t say anything, just chuckled, "This is Huo Qi’s production. How did you manage to infiltrate?"
"Money talks. There’s nothing money can’t solve."
Yuran understood, "It seems you’ve prepared thoroughly. I guess there’s no way I won’t follow you today. How much did the other party pay you? I can double that amount. After all, you know how wealthy my husband is."
The Blonde Lady hesitated for a mont but ultimately gave up, "Miss Yu seems to think I’m a fool. If we let your husband show up now, whether we can even leave is questionable."
Yuran had noticed the earpiece in her ear early on. Upon hearing this, Yuran smiled, "You’re talking to soone else, aren’t you? Who’s your employer? Is it that Miss Catherine?"
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