What she cared about was the Jing Family’s attitude toward the Mu Family, and she also hoped that their younger generation could resolve their issues themselves, without the involvent of the elders...
But the thought of Mr. Jing of the Jing Family - how could he possibly stay out of it?
Later, it was Huanhuan who made her worries fade away.
The world of a child is so pure.
Latter on, when she returned to the bedroom and saw Mu Yichen lying by the bed, she walked over and sat beside him, "I won’t give up this advertisent shoot."
Mu Yichen lifted his eyes and unconsciously let out a smile, his sensual hand raised to gently grasp a lock of her hair from behind her, playing with it.
"You owe so much money, even if you wanted to let go, I wouldn’t allow it."
Yet these words made Qin Mu feel even sadder.
Over the years, he had been good to her, so good that she beca even more cautious.
She turned her head to look at him, and in those pair of pitch-black eyes was tenderness as gentle as the beginning.
"Ah!"
With a helpless sigh, she lay down on his chest.
"Mu Yichen, you must never regret, just keep being kind to like this."
She spoke softly, in a voice only she could hear.
Mu Yichen slightly lifted his head wanting to see her face, but the next mont she buried her face into his chest.
Qin Mu felt that she was utterly bad, giving him so little yet wanting so much.
As these thoughts filled her mind, she couldn’t help but tremble with suppressed laughter in his embrace.
Mu Yichen let out an indulgent chuckle, still gently stroking her hair.
As if, no matter what, as long as she was by his side, just wholeheartedly following him, what she was greedy for didn’t really matter.
But Qin Mu didn’t expect that on the day of the advertisent shoot, she would see Jing Qing sitting in the doorway holding a cup, casually seated on the sofa beside it.
Wrapped in a black bodycon dress that accentuated her curvaceous figure, with bold red lipstick that slayed n painted on her lips, and her long hair tightly pinned up behind her head, she looked like a queen attending a show.
Director Chen sat next to her, sipping the coffee she had brought, and when he saw Qin Mu co over, he imdiately raised his head to greet her, "Miss Qin, would you like to have a drink first?"
With a light smile, Qin Mu walked over, sat down next to Director Chen and Jing Qing,and seeing another coffee, she picked it up, "Is this cup for ?"
"Yes! Miss Jing brought it over for everyone on set."
Director Chen, still wearing so rather old clothes, said with a smile.
"Then I won’t be polite!"
Qin Mu raised her cup, thinking to herself, visiting the set?
Probably the visit was a front, and she was really here for the spectacle, right?
But as an ad star, if she was afraid of being looked at, she didn’t deserve to be here.
"I’ve had a longstanding relationship with Director Chen, so I definitely had to co and see when he was shooting an advertisent," Jing Qing said with a smile to Qin Mu.
"Yes, you two chat first, I’m going to change my clothes!"
Today, Qin Mu was wearing a sky-blue waist-cinched dress; as she stood up, her perfect figure was fully displayed, her long hair covering her already petite face, she carried her coffee and walked inside.
"Miss Qin, this way!"
The makeup artist waited for her in the bedroom, imdiately greeting her as she approached.
Qin Mu smiled, and after entering the room handed her coffee to the makeup artist, "I haven’t touched it."
"Thank you, Miss Qin!"
The makeup artist expressed her gratitude and then had Qin Mu sit in the chair.
"Are you changing into your nightgown now, or later?"
"Let’s do the makeup first!"
As Qin Mu said this, she was already seated, watching herself in the mirror, her skin so tender she could probably pinch out water, and with a quirk of her brow, she couldn’t help but think that although Jing Qing’s skin was very good, she still had the advantage of being several years younger than Jing Qing, sothing that even Jing Qing no longer had - the fullness of collagen on her face.
Subconsciously she thought, she must never look down on others, or else she’d surely be called out as old by soone else one day.
"Miss Qin, you don’t wear much makeup when you go out, do you?"
"How could that be? I have to do my eyebrows and lips."
Qin Mu laughed and said.
"That can hardly be called makeup, but it does look more natural that way."
Qin Mu subconsciously glanced at her as the makeup artist opened her makeup box, filled to the brim with various costics. Qin Mu subconsciously frowned a bit - these seed to have been used by many people.
"Then just use a bit less powder to keep it more natural."
"Sure, just relax and I’ll make you look like you’ve just co out of a shower."
That impressive?
It was Qin Mu’s first ti shooting an advertisent like this. She first watched the makeup artist professionally apply makeup and dust her face with powder in the mirror, then saw the artist spray so liquid in her hair. The makeup artist’s hands seed casual as they styled her hair a few tis.
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