"Brother Cheng, Xiaoting is still a child. Why does she need to film so late?" Xu Nianhua was worried about Xu Ting as soon as he saw Pei Yicheng and asked, "Did you have soone stay with Xiaoting?"
Pei Yicheng: "..."
He had always considered Xu Ting an adult and really forgot to have soone accompany her.
"You didn’t possibly leave her alone in the crew, did you?" Xu Nianhua raised an eyebrow and frowned at Pei Yicheng.
Pei Yicheng imdiately said, "Of course not, I have soone with Xiaoting. If you’re worried, should I go pick her up now?"
"Hmm, be careful on the way." Xu Nianhua urged him to go pick up Xu Ting quickly.
Pei Yicheng leaned in and said, "Is there a reward?"
"Mwah!"
Xu Nianhua gave him a kiss on the cheek and then said, "Be safe, the sooner you go, the better."
"Not enough."
Pei Yicheng lingered passionately for a mont before driving to the set. When he arrived, they were just about to wrap up.
Xu Ting had just changed out of her costu and was thinking about how to get ho when she saw Pei Yicheng’s car parked outside. Before she could run over, she saw Zhao Yan walking toward him with all her charm.
Xu Ting quietly hid behind a tree.
"Oh dear, I feel dizzy." Zhao Yan walked up to Pei Yicheng, held her head and complained of dizziness. Her whole body leaned softly towards Pei Yicheng, and the jacket draped over her shoulders fell off, revealing the spaghetti strap top underneath and a large expanse of skin.
Xu Ting widened her eyes in disbelief. She never expected Zhao Yan to be so direct. She rushed out, ready to push Zhao Yan away. How could her mom’s man catch the scent of another woman?
The next mont, Xu Ting noticed Pei Yicheng swiftly stepping back, causing Zhao Yan to fall to the ground.
"Aunt Zhao, are you okay?" Xu Ting walked forward with a smile and covered her with the jacket, saying, "Aunt Zhao, you’re wearing too little. Anyone who doesn’t know better would think you’re shaless."
Zhao Yan’s expression changed. Before she could figure out why Pei Yicheng didn’t catch her, she had specially put on a pretty dress. Other n would’ve glued their eyes to her by now.
Her coat now covered half her body. Hearing Xu Ting’s words, Zhao Yan’s face darkened, and she said, "Xu Ting, what do you an? I just lost my footing and fell. Don’t talk nonsense about shalessness."
"Aunt Zhao, I’m not talking nonsense. It’s just you’re wearing too little." Xu Ting said with an innocent look, asking confusedly, "Could it be that Aunt Zhao is really like Qing Yi Niang?"
Qing Yi Niang was Zhao Yan’s character, a brothel courtesan.
"No, you’ve got it wrong." Zhao Yan wanted to harshly scold Xu Ting, but faced with Xu Ting’s innocent deanor, what could she say?
"Dad, did Mom tell you to pick up?" Xu Ting looked at Pei Yicheng with a smile.
Pei Yicheng’s eyes flickered as he said, "Yes, let’s go ho."
Pei Yicheng didn’t give Zhao Yan a glance, taking Xu Ting into the car, disappearing quickly from Zhao Yan’s sight.
"I was wrong."
Once the car was a distance away, Xu Ting lowered her head and confessed.
"Knowing to protect your mom, that’s good." Pei Yicheng praised, aware of Xu Ting’s intentions, especially when she threw the coat to cover that woman. He knew Xu Ting was protecting Xu Nianhua.
"Would you ever fancy soone else?" Xu Ting pursed her lips and asked. She had seen many people who, despite having a beautiful wife, still sought other won.
"What do you think?" Pei Yicheng replied with a question, but his tone turned cold.
Xu Ting couldn’t help but shrink back in her seat, saying, "Of course not. You love my mom. Mom can’t tolerate even a grain of sand."
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