Yan Shixiu withdrew his gaze, not disturbing Shi Lan as he hurriedly found temporary lodging at the hotel.
The assistant saw this and was even more puzzled, wondering what exactly was his boss thinking?
Yan Shixiu knew he had lost control, the impact of the words âShi Lan was ambushedâ was definitely not any lesser than hearing about Shi Lanâs car accident in Thailand, as if the image of Shi Lanâs funeral was still vivid in his mind.
Having lost her once, he could not make the same mistake again.
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Miss Shi did not sleep long in the chair before Sun Ling woke her up; there were too many mosquitoes on the lawn, and Sun Ling was worried that Shi Lan would end up with a swollen head from the bites during the shoot.
âAn Lan, when you shoot the last night scene, Iâll go fetch the pillow that the shop said they had delivered; I need to sneak over and get it.â
âGo ahead,â Shi Lan replied, rubbing her stiff neck.
âBy the way, An Lan⦠did you know Boss Yan before?â Sun Ling suddenly asked.
âWhy do you ask that?â Shi Lan was startled.
âJust now while you were sleeping, Boss Yan came over to look at you. He stood behind you for a while, told me not to disturb you, and then he left suddenly.â
So, the shadow of that man she saw just now wasnât an illusion.@@novelbin@@
Shi Lan was stunned for a moment, noticing Sun Lingâs inquisitive look, she quickly denied, âHow would I know why?â
Why donât you know? Youâve been his human-shaped pillow?
The first person to come to see you after your accident?
Despite everything, Sun Ling felt there was something more to it, but Shi Lanâs phone, which she sometimes kept, really did not have Yan Shixiuâs contact information. The two of them seemed to have no interaction at all; just a strange pair indeed.
After shooting the last character promotional film, Shi Lan was extremely sleepy.
However, the crew notified all the actors of âSmoke Beautyâ to have dinner at the hotel that evening.
Thinking of sitting at the same table with Gu Chengyu and Chen Beini, Shi Lan felt it would upset her stomach, but Director Tang had specifically instructed that Shi Lan must attend.
Shi Lan went back to her room to take a shower and remove her makeup, then went to the hotelâs restaurant with her hair loose and her face bare. An Lanâs body was still young; even though she had stayed up all night, her skin looked fair and gleaming without makeup, fragile as porcelain.
Sun Ling waited at the entrance of the restaurant, guiding Shi Lan to the main creative teamâs table.
At that moment, Director Tang and two assistant directors were already seated, with the National Couple sitting to Director Tangâs left, intimately playing with their phones.
Shi Lanâs seat was to the right of Director Tang, and to her right, there was another empty seat that seemed more like the head seat.
The atmosphere and the situation were actually quite awkward.
Everyone knew there was bad blood between Shi Lan and Gu Chengyu, though it differed vastly from what others imagined.
Shi Lan, like a fawning dog, should have been jealous and sucking up to Gu Chengyu at various occasions. Yet, she showed no intention of doing so, instead displaying a visible irritation.
She seemed to not even care about the National Couple. Chen Beini was dressed exquisitely, ready as if for a grand occasion. But Shi Lan? Completely bare-faced, not even wanting to glance at the couple sitting across from her. If there was one word to describe her attitude, it would be⦠disdain.
âDirector Tang, is everyone here?â The staff, noticing all the main creators were present, intended to remind them to commence dining.
Director Tang looked up at the empty seat next to Shi Lan and shook his head, âNo rush.â
The staff at the other tables kept an eye on the activity at this table, gossiping secretly:
âSpeaking of which, An Lan really has it tough, having to watch the National Couple flaunt their love every day. Now they are even showing off right across from her. Moreover, everyone in the crew praises them as a match made in heaven, a golden boy and girl; itâs just too much suffering for An Lan.â
âThe National Couple is holding hands at the table now, isnât that deliberate?â