Second Take On Romance - The A-List Actor Wants Me Chapter 164 : The Unexpected Incident In The Dressing Room

"Sorry, I don’t have the ti," Shen Jingwei said. "I have to do a costu fitting upstairs."

The ladies in the costu departnt were already upset about having to redo his costus. He didn’t want to get on their nerves by being late.

"Oh, it’s no big deal," Wu Jin lightly replied. "I will talk to the sisters in the costu departnt. I am sure they won’t mind my presence."

"..."

It turned out that the "sisters" in the costu departnt were diehard fans of Wu Jin.

Not only did they not mind this uninvited guest, but they also welcod Wu Jin with open arms.

"Aiyah, Mr. Wu! I am such a big fan of yours!" A costu specialist squealed.

"Not bigger than ! Mr. Wu, you are so amazing! I bought your latest album the day it ca out!" Another costu specialist cried out ecstatically.

Behind them, the strict costu supervisor cleared her throat loudly. The two costu specialists quickly stopped showering Wu Jin with complints.

"We are sorry, Supervisor!" one wailed.

"We will go back to work now, Supervisor!" the other followed.

But when the costu supervisor caught sight of Wu Jin, her face lit up like a thousand lanterns and she too fell victim to Wu Jin’s undeniable charm.

"Aiyah, Mr. Wu!" she greeted the singer with a squeaky, high-pitched voice. "Why didn’t you tell us sooner that you were coming to our humble costu preparation departnt??? Please sit! We will bring you so refreshnts as soon as possible!"

"Hahaha, I am here to disturb, I feel so bad..."

"No no no, you are not disturbing at all!"

"It is our honor to welco you to the costu fitting room!"

"Little Ming, take my special chair out of my office for Mr. Wu to sit in!" the supervisor bellowed, and one of the specialists, Little Ming, quickly complied.

"..."

Shen Jingwei was rendered speechless. This was the third ti he ca in here for a costu fitting this week alone but the ladies had never even once offered him a glass of water.

The king’s treatnt they extended to Wu Jin was utterly baffling.

No wonder there was a saying in the entertainnt industry that went like, "Without fans, there is no star."

Five minutes later, Shen Jingwei was hoisted onto a dressing stool, his arms outstretched as the ladies worked on him.

Sitting on a plush armchair opposite him was Wu Jin, who was enjoying a glass of cocktail and a plate of raisin and white chocolate cookies out of nowhere.

Even when they were working on Shen Jingwei, they couldn’t help but sneak furtive glances at their idol and inquire about his comfort.

"How’s the cocktail, Mr. Wu?"

"Do you like the cookies, Mr. Wu? Otherwise we also have cranberry and oat cookies."

"Or we can just go downstairs quickly and get you sothing from the canteen. What do you want to eat or drink?"

"Everything is perfect, ladies," Wu Jin said with a dazzling smile that might even blind the sun. "On top of that, I get to watch professionals at their work. I am truly blessed."

The ladies began giggling like high school girls. One of them was so distracted that she ended up stabbing Shen Jingwei’s waist with a long needle*.

"Ahhhhhhh!!! I am so sorry, Mr. Shen!!!" She cried out when Shen Jingwei hissed out of pain.

"It’s okay."

"No, it’s not! You are bleeding! Oh, God!!!"

Wu Jin quickly sprang to his feet, his expression grave.

"Shen Jingwei, are you alright? Let take a look."

He started pulling at Shen Jingwei’s robe, but the latter pushed his hands away instead.

"I would rather have a dical personnel take a look at my body, thank you," he said in a grim tone.

Wu Jin relented.

"Sorry," he said. "Let make myself useful. I will get soone over here."

Wu Jin left in a hurry and returned with a doctor and a nurse.

When they arrived, Shen Jingwei was pressing a white cloth over his bleeding waist.

"Do we have any empty chamber that we can use?" The nurse hollered.

"Yes, my office please," the supervisor said with a trembling voice.

The nurse swiftly helped Shen Jingwei to his feet and urged him to the supervisor’s office.

The doctor ticulously checked and treated Shen Jingwei’s wound before proclaiming that, "It’s a clean stab. You were lucky, Mr. Shen. Another inch and the needle might hit your kidney.

Shen Jingwei pulled a grimace in response.

He could get a lot unluckier indeed.

Outside, the ladies from the costu departnt were beyond remorseful and also fearful of the consequences.

"Mr. Shen, we are all so sorry!" They cried out, their eyes welling up with tears.

"We were negligent in our duties."

"Please forgive us!"

"It’s alright," Shen Jingwei sighed. "Unfortunately, I don’t think I can stand around for hours anymore."

"No, of course not!" The supervisor blurted out. "Please go ho and rest! We will notify your manager!"

Unfortunately, Zhu Dongyi did not answer his phone. He probably assud that Shen Jingwei wouldn’t be done for another three or four hours, thus he decided to attend to other jobs.

After calling three tis in a row and getting no answer, Shen Jingwei gave up.

"Let take a taxi instead."

"No, don’t," Wu Jin interjected. "Why don’t I drive you ho? I happen to have so free ti right now."

"..."

Shen Jingwei felt sowhat conflicted. He did not want to be alone with Wu Jin, but...

"I will drive carefully," Wu Jin added. "I promise, I won’t do anything funny."

anwhile, the pain at Shen Jingwei’s waist was throbbing painfully, making his eyes twitch at tis.

"Fine," he agreed. "Please drive ho, Wu Jin."

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Author’s note :

*Needles used for costu fitting are typically much larger than those used for regular sewing. This is because they need to be able to easily pierce thicker fabrics and layers, often used in costus.

The exact size can vary depending on the specific fabric and the type of alteration being made, but you can expect them to be around 3-4 inches long and have a thicker shaft. So might even be specialized for heavy-duty tasks, such as those used for leather or upholstery.