Sang Wan Ciâs flirting skills were exceptional.
If she wasnât a straight woman, Lu Zhi Wei would narcissistically suspect she was flirting with her!
Amidst the sound of water, the two of them fell silent again.
Lu Zhi Wei didnât know what to say this time, so she quietly complied with Sang Wan Ciâs actions.
She lifted her chin when she was supposed to, she turned around when she was supposed to, obedient and quiet.
As she faced the wall, Sang Wan Ciâs hand was drifting along her back.
It was gentle and light, not painful at all.
But it was a little itchy sometimes.
Itchy was better than pain. She just had to get used to it, she could bear it.
âWan Ciâ¦â¦â She started.
âMm?â The person behind her responded.
âHave you ever taken care of someone before?â
âNo.â
âIâmâ¦â¦ the first?â
âMm.â
Lu Zhi Wei was a little dazed.
Good god, Iâm the first person she has taken care of!
This is too lucky, what right do I have?
She dared to vouch that Sang Wan Ci was the rich heiress with the least pretentiousness.
Although she hadnât seen many rich heiressesâ¦â¦
But when she thought of the fact that Sang Wan Ci was taking care of her and treating her nicely, her gratitude swelled.
She tilted her head, wanting to thank Sang Wan Ci.
But as those two words were on the tip of her tongue, she swallowed them.
Sang Wan Ci didnât want her to be so formal with her.
Soâ¦â¦ letâs change the way we say it!
âWan Ci, once my hands are better, Iâll make a lot of dumplings for you!â
Since she canât say thanks, then she might as well express it through her actions!
âCorn filling, shrimp filling, Iâll make all the fillings for you!â
Sang Wan Ci looked at her contemplative.
Had she found another way of saying âthank youâ?
Regardless, it still sounded better than âthank youâ, there were dumplings after all.
âOkay.â Sang Wan Ci didnât refuse.
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Lu Zhi Wei was happy.
From now on, she would use dumplings to express her thanks. If one meal wasnât enough, she would make two. She had to make sure Sang Wan Ci was satisfied!
Just like that, Sang Wan Ci managed to finish helping her bathe amidst her red face and racing heartbeat.
Since she took her clothes off herself, of course she had to put them on herself.
Wearing them on was much easier.
âIâm done.â She said to the person who was methodically doing up their buttons while facing the wall.
Hearing that, Sang Wan Ci turned around to look.
Only to see Lu Zhi Wei with her clothes worn haphazardly, as she carefully adjusted them while taking care of her fingers.
Sang Wan Ci reached out to help, and said: âAlright, letâs go. Iâll help you blowdry your hair, then reapply the medicine.â
Lu Zhi Wei nodded and sat obediently on the sofa outside.
Sang Wan Ci came out and sat behind her with a hairdryer, helping to dry her hair meticulously.
Lu Zhi Wei couldnât see her face, she could only feel the warmth coming from Sang Wan Ciâs five fingers threading through her hair.
Time seemed to stop at this moment.
The air was silent.
Lu Zhi Wei wanted to look behind, but she couldnât move.
She glanced at the legs of the coffee table then looked away, her eyes darting around the room.
She didnât forget to make conversation with Sang Wan Ci: âWan Ci, are you normally sleeping at this time already?â
With her here, Sang Wan Ci had to do an extra job, and her rest would be delayed because of that.
Thinking about it, she felt quite guiltyâ¦â¦
Sang Wan Ci switched the hairdryer to her other hand, her expression calm: âNot always. I only sleep early when Iâm very tired.â
âMm?â Lu Zhi Wei was suddenly curious. âThen what do you do when youâre not tired?â
âRead the script, play with my phone, watch television, talk to people on the phone.â
âOhâ¦â¦â
Lu Zhi Wei replied as she continued searching for something.
Sang Wan Ci noticed her actions and asked: âWhat are you looking for?â
Lu Zhi Wei replied: âA stand.â
Sang Wan Ci was confused: âA stand?â
Lu Zhi Wei: âMm, if I find a stand and put the hairdryer on it, I can make an automatic hairdryer so I can stand and get my hair dry, so you donât have to keep holding on to it.â
Sang Wan Ci: âAutomaticâ¦â¦ hairdryer?â
Wasnât there something wrong here?
How can a hairdryer be automatic?
Lu Zhi Wei raised a hand to gesture an example: âThatâs right, if I move and itâs responsible for drying, then doesnât it become an automatic hairdryer?â
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Sang Wan Ci couldnât help but laugh.
What an âautomaticâ hairdryer.
Lu Zhi Wei heard the laugh and chuckled as well: âHow is it, smart right?â
Sang Wan Ciâs lips remained pulled up: âMm, smart.â
Smart and cute, and considerate and gentle.
How could there be a person on Earth who didnât like Lu Zhi Wei?
Sang Wan Ci couldnât figure it out, and she had no interest in thinking about it.
So be it if others didnât like her, it was enough that they liked her.
She started reapplying the medicine after drying Lu Zhi Weiâs hair.
When the bandage was removed, the wound started hurting from the movement.
Lu Zhi Wei was enduring the pain so much that her face was all crumpled up.
At this moment, she could only console herself: think about the filming result, think about the filming result, itâs all worth it!
âOuchâ¦â¦â
Sorry, she couldnât bear it anymore.
But thankfully, her tears were strong this time, not leaking out from her eyes.
âSorry.â Sang Wan Ci apologised, moving even gentler.
Lu Zhi Wei immediately said: âItâs not your fault, donât apologise.â
Sang Wan Ci didnât like to hear her say âthank youâ.
She didnât like to hear Sang Wan Ci say âsorryâ.
Neither of them wanted the other to treat them like an outsider.
Sang Wan Ci nodded and uncapped the medicine. Her actions as she applied the medicine were extremely careful.
During the process, Lu Zhi Wei stayed silent except for her eyebrows knitting together twice.
After the medicine was applied, Lu Zhi Wei held her fingers out, not rushing to cover them up.
But that way, she grew even more afraid of moving her fingers.
So she sat cross-legged on the sofa and watched the television, her two hands lightly resting on her knees, almost as if she was a cultivator meditating.
The television was turned down low, because Sang Wan Ci was on a call.
Sang Wan Ci stood in front of the full length windows, her phone to her ear.
Meng Lian Yuâs voice came from the other end, with a trace of confusion: âWhy are you even starting to eat instant noodles now?â
Who the hell could understand her emotions when she saw her niece on the hot search rankings because she was eating instant noodles with someone else.
Who the hell else could understand the emotions her brother had when he saw his daughter on the hot search rankings because she was eating instant noodles.
âYour father scolded me to death on the phone.â Meng Lian Yu rubbed her temples pitifully.
She was the one who supported Sang Wan Ci pursuing her dreams of becoming an actress, it was her who mediated between Sang Wan Ci and her father, and it was her who convinced Sang Wan Ciâs father to let her give it a try.
So whenever anything happened to Sang Wan Ci while she was working, as long as it was negative, she would always be the first one to be scolded by her brother.
Her brother always felt like she was the one who had led Sang Wan Ci astray, saying that Sang Wan Ci had spent too much time with her from young, becoming like this.
Could it even be called spending too much time with her?
The child just liked accompanying her when she was replying to her fan letters?
Your wife was the one who said to let Wan Ci spend more time with her aunt!
Meng Lian Yu complained in her heart.
But she had long trained a heart of steel.
ââ Let her brother scold as he wanted, if she couldnât argue then just let the scolding go in one ear and out the other.
After she complained about her brother silently, Meng Lian Yu pulled on a strand of hair and looked at the sky: âI suspect he thinks that youâre eating instant noodles every day in the crew now, not even having a proper meal.â
Sang Wan Ci: ââ¦â¦â
She wasnât to that point yetâ¦â¦
Speaking so much, Meng Lian Yu suddenly felt uneasy.
No matter what, this was a child that she had pampered growing up, making a living in the world for the first time.
She asked suspiciously: âYou wouldnât really be living poorly, Zhang Xian Rui that woman wouldnât be lying to me, right?â
After Sang Wan Ci had entered the industry, she hadnât been to see Sang Wan Ci yet.
Everything she knew about Sang Wan Ciâs current situation was from Zhang Xian Rui.
But as a relative, she had to see her nieceâs own conditions with her own eyes to rest assured.
If their precious Young Miss Sang had been treated badly outsideâ¦â¦
Heh, her brother would certainly kill her.
And she would certainly kill Zhang Xian Rui.
Hearing her nervous tone, Sang Wan Ci chuckled: âNo, Iâm very good. Zhang jie is also very good to me, donât worry.â
Hearing that, Lu Zhi Wei could guess that she was on a call with a family member.
Probably, perhaps it was that aunt who treated her very wellâ¦â¦
Only, hearing that, why did she feel like the person on the other end knew Zhang Xian Rui?
Could Sang Wan Ciâs aunt be someone in the industry?
DId Sang Wan Ci enter the acting scene through her aunt?
She thought about it for a while, then decided not to continue.
What did it have to do with her whether Sang Wan Ciâs aunt was someone in the industry or not?
As an outsider, she shouldnât be so curious about other peopleâs family matters.
She put it out of her mind and continued watching the television.
Meng Lian Yu said: âAunty has been busy lately, Iâll come see you once Iâm free.â
Sang Wan Ci agreed, then after a moment of silence, she asked: âIs my dad doing well lately?â
âWell, how could he not be well? Donât worry, his health is good. He has plenty of energy when scolding me.
âJustâ¦â¦ He misses your mother very much.â
Sang Wan Ciâs hand clenched.
She missed her mother tooâ¦â¦
Her mother whom she would never see again.
âMm,â Sang Wan Ci replied. âItâs good that his health is good.â
Her tone was peaceful, but Meng Lian Yu could detect the change in her emotions. She sighed and consoled her: âWan Ci, your mother will continue to love you even in heaven, and your father and Aunty will always be by your side too.â
Sang Wan Ci lowered her eyes as a hint of sadness flashed by: âI knowâ¦â¦â
Meng Lian Yuâs tone grew even softer: âBe good, you had a long day filming too, go and rest.â
Sang Wan Ci pinched her nose bridge, rubbing away the soreness: âOkay, goodnight Aunty.â
âGoodnight, good niece.â
She hung up and kept her phone away.
Turning her head, she could see Lu Zhi Wei on the sofa and what she was watching on the television.
It was broadcasting a perfect life of a family of three.
She had that life in the past too, but it was destroyed by a car accidentâ¦â¦
Her gaze unconsciously drifted to Lu Zhi Wei.
She suddenly thought, compared to Lu Zhi Wei, she was actually very lucky.
Most of the people on Earth were very lucky compared to Lu Zhi Wei.
Lu Zhi Wei noticed the absence of voices, and turned around to see that Sang Wan Ci had already kept away her phone.
âYouâre done with the call?â Lu Zhi Wei asked.
âMm.â Sang Wan Ci walked over and sat down by her side.
âWho was it?â Lu Zhi Wei asked.
âMy aunt.â Sang Wan Ci didnât hide it.
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The conversation ended there.
Lu Zhi Wei didnât ask anything more, there was nothing left to ask.
Probing too much would be an invasion of privacy.
At this moment, the phone that Lu Zhi Wei placed on the coffee table lit up with an incoming message.
[Xiao Ying]: Another day hard at work is finally over. Jie, how was filming today? Did you see the teaser trailer for ãPhoenixã?
Lu Zhi Wei looked at it and wanted to reply, but didnât dare to move her fingers for fear of the pain.
So she looked at Sang Wan Ci: âWan Ci, can you help me reply Xiao Ying?â
Sang Wan Ci picked up her phone.
Lu Zhi Wei: Three, zero, nine, eight.â
Sang Wan Ci unlocked it calmly, then paused for a second as she saw the home screen.
After which, she opened WeChat as if nothing had happened and entered the chat, then looked at Lu Zhi Wei: âWhat do you want to reply?â
Lu Zhi Wei: âTell him I canât type right now.â
Sang Wan Ci nodded.
Ying Xi Ze had gone to bathe after sending that message.
He saw Lu Zhi Wei had replied after he came back.
[Lu jie]: She canât type right now.
Ying Xi Ze held his phone: â???â
She?
Canât type right now??
Then who are you???
[Ying Xi Ze]: She canât type, then who are you? Her assistant?
Thatâs not right, he recalled Lu Zhi Wei said she didnât have an assistantâ¦â¦
He waited for a moment.
And he watched as the status became âtypingâ¦â¦â
Then the answer popped out.
[Lu jie]: Sang Wan Ci.
Ying Xi Ze: âEh???â
[Ying Xi Ze]: How do you have my jieâs phone?
[Lu jie]: Sheâs in my room, sheâs staying with me for the near future.
[Ying Xi Ze]: ????
Why did she have to stay with you!
Am I detecting somethingâs going to happen?!
[Ying Xi Ze]: Why does she have to stay with you when everythingâs fine?
[Lu jie]: Not fine.
Two simple words, but the mature Ying Xi Ze already had his mind going wild.
[Ying Xi Ze]: Could it be that your crew already kicked her out of the hotel?
[Ying Xi Ze]: No way, she hasnât even finished filming yet, how can your crew do this!
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Sang Wan Ci didnât know what to say.
Ying Xi Ze, you really had an over-active imagination.
[Lu jie]: Her handâs hurt, so she moved in with me so I can take care of her.
Once the message was sent out, it took less than three seconds for Ying Xi Ze to call.
Sang Wan Ci helped Lu Zhi Wei pick it up and put it on speaker, then placed the phone on the table.
Once the speakerphone was activated, Ying Xi Zeâs anxious voice immediately came out: âTeacher Sang, how did she hurt her hand? Is it serious? Can you please get her to answer the phone, thanks.â
It was the first time Lu Zhi Wei had seen him so anxious and she chortled: âAiya, Iâm here.
âMy handâs fine, donât worry, itâll be all good soon.â
She didnât want Ying Xi Ze to be too worried about her.
Itâs good enough to know his heart, he didnât need to keep saying it, or she would be too embarrassed.
Ying Xi Ze didnât believe her: âIf itâs fine then why would you still need Teacher Sang to take care of you?â
Lu Zhi Wei laughed: âBecause our Teacher Sang is such a nice person, so Iâm was shameless enough to rely on her.â
Ying Xi Ze: ââ¦â¦ I might believe that if I was three.â
If it was anybody else being shameless, he would believe it, but he wouldnât believe Lu Zhi Wei would take the initiative to rely on Sang Wan Ci.
He didnât know why, but he was deadset that Lu Zhi Wei was not someone like that.
Lu Zhi Wei was amused.
Ying Xi Ze sternly said: âOkay, jie, tell me what happened.â
Lu Zhi Wei couldnât change the topic, so she had to recount what happened.
After hearing it, Ying Xi Ze said: ââ¦â¦ Itâs been hard on you, jie.â
He thought about it, then continued: âYour company should arrange an assistant for you. Without an assistant, itâs so much trouble being alone on set.â
Lu Zhi Wei carefully propped up her chin: âDidi, do you think jiejie has the right to an assistant right now?â
ââ¦â¦â Ying Xi Zeâs face was serious. âMm, I recommend Sheng Yue assign one to you soon. After all, your acting skills are so good, youâll definitely be popular.â
Lu Zhi Wei: âMm, youâre right, then Teacher Ying should quickly call to tell Sheng Yue about this suggestion.â
Ying Xi Ze rubbed his chin and thought about it: âThatâs a bit hard, Iâm afraid your boss will throw me out. How about you come and work for our Xinghua, I can still put in a good word with the boss here.â
Speaking about this, his face suddenly grew serious.
âHonestly, Sheng Yue is too small, and there arenât enough resources.
âBesides, Sheng Yue is promoting Zhou Ling Ling now, all the good resources are going to her. The ones that can fall into your hands are scarce, or maybe there arenât any at all.â
âBesides, jie, Sheng Yue doesnât cherish you at all. Didnât you use to work for Sheng Yue, what kind of roles did they give you then? And the roles they give you now are also small rolesâ¦â¦â
Sheng Yue was small, but she was small too.
She had no choice, and no right to choose, both times she went into the industry.
Aside from working hard and climbing up one step at a time, she had no other option.
Besides, Wen Yao had managed to get a decent role for her this timeâ¦â¦
Small managers and small actors had no right to complain.
She knew Ying Xi Ze treated her as a friend, so he said all these, but it was something else that surprised her the most ââ
âHow did you know I used to be under Sheng Yue?â
She recalled that aside from Sang Wan Ci, she hadnât told anybody else that this was the second time she was entering the industry.
Then how did Ying Xi Ze know?
âItâs written on your Wikipedia page[1].â Ying Xi Ze said.
Lu Zhi Wei: â?â
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She had a page too???
Sang Wan Ci sat by the side, listening to them talk silently.
When Ying Xi Ze mentioned Sheng Yueâs biasness in allocating resources, she looked up briefly.
When he mentioned the page, she had already opened her browser and entered âLu Zhi Weiâ.
Ying Xi Ze continued: âYour page is pretty detailed, what roles you acted in, which episodes and what timestamps you appeared are all detailed clearly.
âDid your company do it?â
Lu Zhi Wei looked at the page that Sang Wan Ci presented her with, surprised.
She recalled Wen Yao said they hadnât done a page yet, that they were planning to do one after these two shows aired.
But if it wasnât the company, then who would spend the time and effort to do such a detailed Wikipedia page for an unknown actressâ¦â¦
Sang Wan Ci suddenly thought of someone.
Someone who made Lu Zhi Wei happy beyond belief.
âMaybe itâs your fan.â Sang Wan Ci said.
Lu Zhi Wei immediately thought about âQiao Qiao Yaâ, the Amway account for her.
Could it be Qiao Qiao?
She didnât have any other fans, she could only think of Qiao Qiaoâ¦â¦
She wanted to go ask on Weibo, but felt it was too sudden.
But after she looked at Sang Wan Ci, she decided not to.
Forget it, she definitely had to trouble Sang Wan Ci now, it would be better if she waited till her hand was better to ask.
Ying Xi Ze had hung up already.
Lu Zhi Weiâs hands had dried enough, so Sang Wan Ci helped to bandage them in case they brushed against something when sleeping.
With nothing left to do, they two of them prepared to brush their teeth and head to bed.
Lu Zhi Wei didnât want to trouble Sang Wan Ci to help her brush her teeth, so she took her toothbrush and sat outside, slowly brushing.
Sang Wan Ci had already finished brushing her teeth and applying her skincare products, and Lu Zhi Wei was still slowly brushing her teeth.
The speed was comparable to a tortoise crawling.
But she wouldnât let Sang Wan Ci help.
So Sang Wan Ci stood by the bed, slowly applying handcream while watching her.
She actually had a question that she really wanted to ask Lu Zhi Wei.
Feeling the hot stare on her back, Lu Zhi Wei got up and escaped to the bathroom.
Sang Wan Ci turned and walked to the bathroom door, leaning against the doorframe as she reminded: âHands, donât let them touch water.â
Lu Zhi Wei: ââ¦â¦â
Her part-time job must be as a nurseâ¦â¦
Under the strict supervision of the nurse, Lu Zhi Wei finally finished brushing her teeth.
This was the first time in her life she had taken so long to brush her teeth.
She couldnât help but sigh: Why did it have to be the hands that got injuredâ¦â¦
Sang Wan Ci used a towel to help her wipe away the water droplets on her face, then asked: âDo you want to put on some skincare products?â
Lu Zhi Wei immediately shook her head: âNo, our Teacher Sang has been working for the whole day, letâs sleep early. We can put moisturiser next time.â
Although actors had to take care of themselves, but for Sang Wan Ci, she could occasionally let it go.
Sang Wan Ci understood.
She put down the towel and helped Lu Zhi Wei adjust her ponytail higher to avoid pressing on it while sleeping.
âI have a scene tomorrow, Iâll let Xiao Qiu come accompany you. Iâm fine being alone on set.â
Lu Zhi Wei refused: âXiao Qiu is your assistant, she should be with you.â
She held up her fingers and said: âWe put on medicine today, it will definitely be better tomorrow. Itâll hurt less too, so donât worry about me, I can take care of myself. Itâs most important that you film your scenes well.â
âItâs also important for your hand to recover well.â Sang Wan Ci suddenly said.
Lu Zhi Wei thought about the past.
Before getting the male protagonist halo and getting to know them, nobody had said she was important.
At that time, she lived casually, but it was also lonely. Nobody cared if she got hurt, and she didnât know what it felt like to be cared for.
Until today, Sang Wan Ci and Ying Xi Ze had given her the feeling she had been missing all along.
Maybe it was because it was late at night, but Lu Zhi Wei suddenly wanted to hug Sang Wan Ci.
Thinking about what Lao Wu said before, she did so.
ââ Donât treat your friends as outsiders.
âThank you, Wan Ci,â She smiled and hugged Sang Wan Ciâs waist. âIâll definitely be very, very good to you.â
Sang Wan Ci was stunned by Lu Zhi Weiâs hug, then she returned it.
She gently stroked Lu Zhi Weiâs soft hair and said: âMm, you have to be good to me.â
Thinking about what Xiao Qiu had said at the elevator today, she continued: âAnd you have to always be honest with me, you canât lie to me.â
Itâs not like she hadnât seen friends turn against each other.
She really liked having Lu Zhi Wei as a friend, she didnât want to lose her.
So she didnât want Lu Zhi Wei to lie to her, to stand on opposite sides as her.
âOf course,â Lu Zhi Wei said quickly. âI will always be honest with you, I wonât lie to you.â
Shouldnât that be the case between friends?
Sang Wan Ci brushed her hand against her ponytail and looked down slightly, her breath brushing against Lu Zhi Weiâs ear: âYou really wonât lie to me?â
Lu Zhi Wei nodded hard, her chin brushing against Sang Wan Ciâs shoulder: âMm, I wonât.â
Sang Wan Ci continued: âThen I have a question, you have to be honest with me.â
Lu Zhi Wei agreed without hesitation.
Then she heard Sang Wan Ciâs voice gently land in her ear, like the whisper from the Devil ââ
âWhy is your phoneâs home screenâ¦â¦ a photo of Meng Lian Yu?â
[1] ç¾ç§ â Baike is basically Chinaâs version of Wikipedia, operated by Baidu.