After leaving the hotel, Mu Yan got into the car to go to the film set.
In the car, Song Cheng’an teased her, saying, "Soone is like a magic potion, as soon as you arrive, your illness is cured."
Mu Yan felt a bit awkward and pretended to cough.
Actually, her cold wasn’t completely gone, she still had a bit of a runny nose.
Upon arriving at the set, Zhao Xiyue imdiately ca over to check on her, "How are you feeling, still uncomfortable?"
Mu Yan shook her head, "Much better."
Zhao Xiyue had a knowing expression, "Of course, a good mood can sotis make a cold go away faster."
Mu Yan looked at her blankly, what did that an?
Just then the director was calling, so she didn’t think much of it and went to put on her makeup.
In the morning she had quite a few scenes, one after another, but thankfully the filming went relatively smoothly.
Just after finishing one scene, she saw the man standing beside the monitor, why was he here?
Wasn’t he supposed to be preparing to return to Upper City?
Jiang Jingheng seed to sense sothing and looked up, just in ti to see her.
Their eyes t and quickly parted; Mu Yan lowered her head and continued walking forward.
As for Jiang Jingheng, he withdrew his gaze, looking at the monitor and listening to the producer beside him speak.
"Jing Heng, I thought I was seeing things, it’s really you," Zhao Xiyue looked at Jiang Jingheng with surprise.
Jiang Jingheng didn’t answer, his eyes still fixed on the playback in the monitor.
Zhao Xiyue, knowing his temperant, continued, "What are you doing in the crew? Are you an investor?"
"Yeah."
Zhao Xiyue’s expression shifted slightly, she asked, "Why did you suddenly invest in dramas?"
Even though the entertainnt industry is profitable now, it ans nothing to him.
Could it be...
Just then, the assistant director’s voice ca through, "Zhao Xiyue, it’s ti for you to get ready."
Zhao Xiyue looked at Jiang Jingheng and said, "Jing Heng, I’ll go shoot my scenes first, let’s chat when I’m done."
Jiang Jingheng seed to not have heard, sitting down and picking up the script to study.
In the resting area, Mu Yan watched Zhao Xiyue leave, feeling puzzled if she knew Jiang Jingheng.
She took out her phone and sent a text to Jiang Jingheng.
"Why are you here?"
The reply ca quickly, "Visiting the set."
"Who?"
"Who do you think?"
Mu Yan wanted to roll her eyes, the sa old line, she replied, "Do you know Zhao Xiyue?"
"Sort of."
"What does ’sort of’ an, what’s your relationship?"
"No relationship."
Mu Yan looked at his reply, does that an they aren’t even friends?
Looking at him sitting calmly beside the director, she suddenly realized sothing.
"You’re the investor again, aren’t you?"
"Yeah."
"Why are you investing again?"
"How else can I earn money for the wife, so Mrs. Jiang should act well to earn for our family."
Mu Yan looked at the words "wife", "our family" and suddenly smiled.
If she looked in a mirror, she’d definitely see how sweet her smile was.
"I’m going to study the script, have fun by yourself."
"As you command."
Mu Yan put down her phone and began to study the script.
But with him around, her attention always drifted to him.
Soon, Jiang Jingheng sent a ssage saying he had matters to attend to and left first.
Zhao Xiyue finally finished shooting, but Jiang Jingheng had already left, feeling a bit disappointed.
At lunch, the crew had a special al, the director said it was a treat from the investor.
A smile finally appeared on Zhao Xiyue’s face.
But she was usually like this, so Mu Yan didn’t pay much attention.
In the evening, Mu Yan had a night scene, finishing very late.
When she got into the car, she saw the man sitting inside.
"Weren’t you supposed to go back to Upper City?"
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