After New Year’s Day, director Zheng Chen’s movie "April in the World" is set to start filming, and Wen Qiao and Fu Jinghen are embarking on a long-distance relationship journey.
The filming location is still at Hang City Film Studios.
Wen Qiao felt that Fu Jinghen had been holding back for too long. Once their relationship was made public, he couldn’t stop showing off.
He walked through the airport holding her hand, and even tried to take off her mask.
Wen Qiao slapped away his hand reaching for her mask: "Give a break, I haven’t put on makeup."
Fu Jinghen imdiately showered her with complints: "You’re still beautiful without makeup."
Wen Qiao rolled her eyes at him, too lazy to talk any further.
She woke up late today and almost ran to the airport, just in ti. Jiang Yao and Xiao Chu were already waiting for her inside. After quickly checking her luggage, it was ti to board, so there was no extra ti for farewells with Fu Jinghen.
Wen Qiao pulled down one side of her mask, quickly pecked Fu Jinghen on the cheek, and reminded him, "Rember to eat on ti, don’t sacrifice sleep for work. I’ve got a spy around you reporting back to at any ti."
Fu Jinghen nodded: "Got it, go on in."
After Wen Qiao passed through security, she turned back and took a glance behind her, seeing Fu Jinghen still standing there. She pressed her hand against her lips, threw him a flying kiss, and waved.
Fu Jinghen smiled at her, waved back, and only turned to leave once he could no longer see her.
"Isn’t this President Fu? What a coincidence."
A casual male voice sounded from behind, causing Fu Jinghen to pause and look back, nodding in acknowledgnt: "Mr. Huo."
Huo Mutian walked forward and walked alongside Fu Jinghen: "Here to see Wen Qiao off?"
Fu Jinghen replied with a "Mhm."
"Going public is nice, huh." Huo Mutian sighed, a hint of envy in his tone.
Fu Jinghen glanced at him but said nothing.
After two seconds, Huo Mutian seed to rember sothing, his voice rising slightly, "Hey, I rember, Wen Qiao is going to film Zheng Chen’s movie this ti, right?"
Fu Jinghen nodded: "Yes."
"It’s quite a coincidence, Fang Qinghe is too." Huo Mutian changed to a casual tone: "I heard that Zheng Chen’s movie features both the male leads as heart-throbs, incredibly handso and younger than us, hailed by netizens as the epito of good looks."
Fu Jinghen glanced at Huo Mutian, seeing his expression of "I have sothing to say, go ahead and ask , I’ll tell you if you do." After hesitating, he asked as expected: "Mr. Huo, what are you trying to say?"
"I just like your straightforwardness." Huo Mutian chummily put an arm around Fu Jinghen’s shoulder as they walked forward: "Look, Wen Qiao and Fang Qinghe are in the sa crew, their roles both have interactive scenes with the male leads, and this movie will be fild for several months, spending every day together, plus the character lens beautification... Tell , isn’t this a bit troubling?"
Huo Mutian and Fu Jinghen were similarly tall, so there was nothing unusual about him putting an arm around his shoulder, except...
Fu Jinghen glanced at his arm, feeling slightly puzzled.
Since when did their relationship beco close enough to be shoulder-to-shoulder?
Besides, didn’t Huo Mutian always see him as a thorn in his side?
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