He Jinxia: "Are you there?"
He Jinxia: "Congratulations on the resounding success of your concert!"
It didn’t take long before ng Wan responded.
ng Wan: "Don’t ntion it, this was just a joint concert, not our solo concert. The press releases are too exaggerated [Shy]."
He Jinxia: "[Laugh] That’s still great, though. Now that you can hold concerts, it’s a big step forward. Having your own solo concert won’t be far off."
ng Wan: "Hope your words co true! By the way, have you seen the news? Don’t take the captain’s words to heart. It was chaotic backstage, with lots of dia reporters interviewing. It was a complete ss! We had other people’s answers ringing in our ears, and I can’t even rember what questions they asked . My answers were all over the place. The captain, she..."
He Jinxia’s expression paused, the corners of her lips curved slightly, and a playful look flashed in her eyes.
Having been in this world for so long, it was rare to have a chance to engage in so entertaining manipulations.
He Jinxia: "I didn’t see the news, what did she say?"
ng Wan: "Emmm, just take a look and you’ll know. Anyway, don’t take it to heart. I’m still counting on you to teach so weight loss thods!"
He Jinxia: "Weight loss is not a problem, it’s very simple. You can ask anything you don’t understand about weight loss."
The conversation between the two flowed and veered off topic, but all this was the result of He Jinxia’s deliberate steering.
Life must be taken step by step, and food must be eaten bite by bite. The relationships of certain mbers within the JY girl group with the original self were clearly not as straightforward as imagined.
After joining the group for five years, spending four years of the ti there, if there really had been obvious issues, wouldn’t the other mbers have noticed?
Exactly because the issues were not so apparent and were well-hidden, one had to proceed step by step and not alert the prey.
In the car, He Jinxia suddenly looked up and asked Cheng Xiaohua a question.
"Sister Xiao Hua, if soone values their career so much that they would do bad things for it, take risks at all costs, would destroying that person an just ruining their career, or wouldn’t it equate to ruining their entire life?"
Cheng Xiaohua was taken aback, not expecting He Jinxia to suddenly ask such a question.
She furrowed her brow, pondered for a mont, and said uncertainly, "I think... probably, yeah. Since that person is willing to do bad things for their career, it shows how ambitious and determined they are.
But to destroy this person, ruining their career alone isn’t enough. As long as they have the capability, there’s a chance for a coback. To completely annihilate them, you’d have to make it impossible for them to rebuild their career, right?"
As Cheng Xiaohua spoke, she asked curiously, "Why do you ask? Are you reading so book about corporate warfare?"
He Jinxia saw that ng Wan had not replied to her ssage for a while, so she locked her phone screen, put it down, and turned to gaze out the window casually saying:
"Hmm, I just saw a book. The protagonist is a powerful woman, but she did bad things for her career, so I was just curious and asked you."
Cheng Xiaohua casually inquired, "So, what happens to this powerful woman in the end?"
He Jinxia gently tapped the transparent glass window with her finger, which clearly reflected her profile and those indifferent eyes.
She calmly said, "I don’t know yet, I haven’t finished the book."
Cheng Xiaohua smacked her lips and said, "Actually, you can guess without reading it. As long as illegal and criminal activities are involved, no matter the reason, they will get caught. That powerful woman’s end will definitely not be good."
He Jinxia’s lips curved into a slight smile as she said unhurriedly, "I think so too."
anwhile, ng Wan’s shoulder was suddenly patted by soone. Li Zimu smiled and said, "Who are you chatting with so intently? We called you so many tis!"
ng Wan subconsciously didn’t want Li Zimu to know that she was chatting with He Jinxia, so she said, "I’m talking with my parents!"
Li Zimu frowned, "What, your father still won’t let you—"
ng Wan interrupted, "No, he’s just checking in on . Let’s go, let’s dance together!"
In the pub, multicolored neon lights clashed wildly, casting an intoxicating brilliance.
People of all sorts swayed their bodies in the dance floor, unleashing their rowdy passions, contorting soone unknown, concealing who knows what secrets.
Ti quickly passed, and it was three days before the New Year, also the day He Jinxia could leave the set for holiday.
Whenever today’s filming was finished, that was when she could leave.
"Scene 315, Take 1, Action!"
The Snow Blowing Team mbers stood on the roof sprinkling white foam granules down. With the breeze from the wind team gently blowing, the foam soared and fluttered, creating the snow scene, which after a bit of post-production could almost pass for real.
Su Qingwan, played by He Jinxia, was dressed in simple clothes, walking on the pre-laid foam ground with a weary face.
Her leg was limping, moving a bit slowly, and with a close-up shot, it was apparent her right foot was sowhat disabled.
In her hand, she carried a wooden basin, aiming to fetch a basin of water from a distant well, because her mother had said the well water at this ti was very refreshing. She wanted to drink so well water, also ntioning that if her daughter fetched it for her, it would taste even sweeter.
So, Su Qingwan dragged her previously injured body to fetch the well water.
Unable to stand by and watch, a servant girl ran over and grabbed Su Qingwan, sobbing, "Miss, why do you have to endure such humiliation? If it’s too much, just return to the Su Mansion. The people of the Ciming Family simply treat you like a servant; they do not regard you as the Young Madam!"
Before this, Su Qingwan had already been ordered around by the Ciming Family Head and Matriarch many tis, and even the injury on her foot had happened while fulfilling a task they demanded.
She tore the servant girl’s hand away, shaking her head, "Xuexue, let go. Mother ans well for . Since I married into this family, I must show filial piety."
Xuexue was the servant she had brought from the Su Mansion, also her confidant.
Hearing this, Xuexue cried even harder, blocking her path, "Miss, why can’t you see clearly? It’s clearly—"
"Cut!" The assistant director shouted, criticizing, "That one playing the servant girl, yes, you, your crying is too fake! If you can’t cry for real, use so eyedrops. I don’t want just howling; pay attention to your expression!"
The girl called Xuexue shrank a bit, hurriedly nodded in agreent, borrowed so eyedrops from the props team, only to find out they didn’t have any.
It truly was a case of misfortune piling up.
He Jinxia saw the actress was so anxious she was almost crying but just couldn’t shed tears, and ended up slapping herself to force the tears out.
She shook her head, walked over, and grabbed the servant girl’s hand, turning her head and calling out, "Sister Xiao Hua!"
Cheng Xiaohua imdiately responded, "Here."
She ran over to He Jinxia, who said, "Sister Xiao Hua, I have a bottle of eyedrops, take it out and give her so."
Cheng Xiaohua replied, "Okay, Fat Emperor, wait a mont."
A few minutes later, Cheng Xiaohua handed a bottle of eyedrops to the actress who gratefully thanked her, and the tears that wouldn’t fall despite her earlier anxiety suddenly started flowing.
He Jinxia, seeing her in the right state, quickly had the assistant director resu filming.
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