Translator: Zayn_
In just one day, Song Qingyou had become familiar with the makeup artists on the set.
The next morning, she brought the cat to the film site. The few of them even offered to help take care of Zhizhi while she was filming.
Song Qingyou fed the cat and replied, âIâll have to trouble you guys then.â
âNo trouble at all.â The woman in charge of Song Qingyouâs makeup waved her hand and picked up the makeup brush on the table.
âQingyou, have you had breakfast?â
âIâve eaten.â
âThen youâre up quite early. The few of us havenât had breakfast yet. Weâre going to eat nearby later.â
She then lowered her voice. âActually, you didnât have to come so early. In my opinion, thereâs at least an hour before filming starts. Why donât you take a nap in the dressing room?â
Song Qingyou knew that the other party meant that Zhong Jiayin would definitely be late.
Even Zhu Jiao and the other main leads were the same.
âLetâs talk after my makeup is done.â
The makeup artist nodded. After asking Song Qingyou for her opinion on the makeup problem, she quickly started working, habitually adding a few words of praise.
After the makeup was done, the makeup artist admired it for a while before saying, âThereâs a recliner and a blanket in the dressing room. Do you want to rest for a while? I donât think anyone will come in so earlyâ¦â
Song Qingyou had been filming during the day and rehearsing at the theater in the evening, so it would be great if she had time to rest.
However, not long after she lay down with the cat in her arms, someone came over.
âWhy is the dressing room door closed? Go and open it.â
It was clearly Zhong Jiayinâs voice from outside.
It was her assistant who opened the door.
Before the two of them entered, Zhu Jiao quickly walked over.
âSister Zhong, this is the vegetable porridge you ordered.â
Zhong Jiayin raised her hand and touched the bowl of porridge. âThe temperature isnât right. Itâs too cold. Drink it yourself! Xiao Zhao, go buy me another one.â
âYes.â
The new assistant pushed the door open and left, not daring to delay at all.
âBut Sister Zhong, this porridge is still warmâ¦â Zhu Jiao couldnât help but say as she held the porridge that was still warm.
âIf itâs warm, drink it yourself! What nonsense are you spouting?â
Zhong Jiayin shot her a disdainful look and walked straight into the dressing room. Then, she saw Song Qingyou lying down and sleeping.
On Song Qingyouâs stomach was a short-hair cat.
She had just looked over when the cat raised its head warily.
It looked cute and soft, but its eyes were like a beast, as if it would pounce on anyone who did anything to harm Song Qingyou.
Of course, what attracted Zhong Jiayin the most were its dark green cat eyes.
It had such beautiful eyes. She seemed to haveâ¦Where had she seen them before?
Before Zhong Jiayin could recall, Zhu Jiao had already stuffed the porridge into her assistantâs hands and followed behind her.
Seeing Zhong Jiayinâs gaze fall on Song Qingyouâs cat, Zhu Jiao asked tentatively, âDoes Sister Zhong not like cats and dogs?â
Zhong Jiayin raised her eyebrows but didnât answer.
To her, it didnât really matter.
Zhu Jiao took Zhong Jiayinâs silence as a silent agreement, and she clicked her tongue in disgust.
âActually, I donât like them either.â
âSome people have to bring their pets along when filming. I wonder if they take the rest of the crew seriously.â
âIf someone is accidentally scratched or bitten by a cat-â
Before Zhu Jiao could finish, Song Qingyou suddenly sat up and said, âThen the first one will definitely be you, Ms. Zhu.â
Zhu Jiaoâs expression changed. âWhat do you mean? Are you trying to order your cat to attack me?â
âDidnât Ms. Zhu say it herself, âaccidentallyâ?â
Song Qingyou looked down at Zhizhi. âAnd my Zhizhi seems to hate you.â
As if to cooperate with Song Qingyou, Zhu Jiao saw the cat on her lap staring at her. Its round cat eyes were not cute at all, and it made her feel a chill down her spine.
Zhu Jiao subconsciously took a step back. âSister Zhong, I think this cat is very fierce. Why donât you go and talk to the director and ask him to kick the cat out of the site!â
Zhong Jiayin sat in front of the dressing table at the door and glanced at her nonchalantly.
âIf you want to say it, say it yourself. Why do you always drag me into everything? Why? Do you think you can be compared to me?â
She raised her chin slightly and looked at Zhu Jiao as if she was a rich girl looking at a beggar in a slum.
Zhu Jiaoâs eyes evaded and she stammered, âNo, no, 1⦠How can I compare to youâ¦â
âItâs good that you know.â Zhong Jiayin glanced at her from the corner of her eyes. âYouâve been talking too much today. I donât want to see you right now.â âYes.â Zhu Jiao didnât dare to say anything. After glaring at Song Qingyou, she shut her mouth and turned to leave.
Song Qingyou had been watching the show from the side. She hadnât expected that after Zhu Jiao left, Zhong Jiayin would turn to look at her.
âDo you want to sell this cat?â
Song Qingyou was stunned for a moment before shaking her head. âIâm not selling.â
âYou can name any price you want.â Zhong Jiayin was confident that Song Qingyou would definitely agree.
âNot for sale.â
âA million?â
âNot for sale.â
âTen million?â
âNot for sale.â
Zhong Jiayin saw that she did not waver at all and snorted. âDo you know how many cats you can buy with 10 million?â
âThere wonât be such an offer afterwards. While Iâm still a little interested in your cat, Iâll allow you to demand an exorbitant price!â
Song Qingyou smiled. âSince you know that 10 million can buy a lot of cats, then go buy other cats. Even if you offer tens of billions, 1 wonât sell Zhizhi.â âZhizhi?â Zhong Jiayinâs focus shifted. âItâs called Zhizhi?â
âIs there a problem?â Song Qingyou asked.
Zhong Jiayin didnât answer. She only said, âThe color of its eyes is very special.â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
When Jiang Zhihan heard this, he yawned and pretended to be sleepy. He put his front paws together and lay down.
Song Qingyou patted his head. âThere are very few green-eyed cats, but they are not non-existent. If Mr. Zhong likes them, you can buy them.â
Zhong Jiayin raised her eyebrows in disgust.
She was the daughter of the Zhong family. She did not want to take care of a cat!
She had a sudden impulse just now because she felt that the color of this catâs eyes was very familiar.
Song Qingyou saw that she seemed to be just thinking about it and didnât have any intention of buying Zhizhi, so she also relaxed.
The dressing room was quiet for a while, and Zhao Yingnan came in from outside.
âQingyou, I heard from Sister Li that youâ¦â
Before she finished speaking, Zhao Yingnan saw another person in the dressing room.
âTeacher Zhong, so youâre here too.â
âWhy? Canât I come here?â Zhong Jiayin asked in a casual manner, but it was hard to tell whether she was happy or angry.
Zhao Yingnan quickly explained, âNo, I just didnât expect Teacher Zhong to be here. I was a little surprised.â
âWhy are you so nervous?â Zhong Jiayin frowned. âWould 1 eat people?â
Zhao Yingnan shook her head and didnât know how to respond.
It was Song Qingyou who helped her out.
âSister Yingnan may be worried that you may be angry if she didnât say hello to you immediately.â
Zhao Yingnan didnât expect Song Qingyou to be so straightforward. She met Zhong Jiayinâs gaze and nodded.
âDo you think I like being angry?â Zhong Jiayin sneered..