Song Qiao was montarily stunned, then smiled and said, "Thank you, I know what to do."
After a dozen minutes, the makeup was finally done. Song Qiao looked at Song Xi in the mirror, smiled slightly, patted her shoulder, and said, "Not bad, you really look quite suitable for acting in historical dramas."
Even the makeup artist couldn’t help but exclaim at the result, "This is the first ti I’ve seen soone with such a suitable aura, beautiful."
Song Xi felt a bit embarrassed by their complints, her ears turning slightly red.
She naturally saw her current appearance in the mirror, and for a mont, was stunned, unable to react. It turns out that wearing ancient costus, she could look so good, it was hard to believe it was herself.
Song Qiao picked up the script, handed it to her directly, and said, "morize the script first, or it won’t be good if you forget the lines later."
Song Xi nodded, responded with a hum, and took the script to start morizing. She always liked to look down directly to read books or scripts, but now her head was already adorned with those heavy accessories. She had no choice but to hold the script upright in front of her to read.
Watching Song Xi seriously look at the script, Song Qiao couldn’t help but feel gratified. She had seen all of Song Xi’s changes during this period. The sisters used to always be at odds, but now they live harmoniously, and Song Xi has been really caring towards her these days.
After about ten minutes, soone ca to call Song Xi over to start filming. Song Qiao thought for a mont and gave her a few reminders, then turned around to leave, intending to buy so snacks and coffee for her.
However, just as she turned around, there was a burst of exclamations from outside. She frowned slightly and looked over, but when she saw clearly who had co in, she froze on the spot.
Assistant Xue and a few bodyguards ca in, each carrying a box seemingly filled with snacks and coffee, with a café logo on the boxes. They placed the boxes on a table, announcing loudly, "These snacks and coffees are specially brought for everyone by our company’s president, along with milk tea."
Assistant Xue spoke, took out a coffee and a snack, and brought them to Zuo Yuqing, smiling as he said, "Miss Zuo, these are for you."
As soon as Assistant Xue said this, everyone exclaid with surprise, and so even joked, asking Zuo Yuqing, "Miss Zuo, could it be that Mr. Lu ca here for you?"
The portion Assistant Xue gave to Zuo Yuqing was clearly her favorite snack, showing it was bought specially for her.
Zuo Yuqing stood up, received the coffee and snack from Assistant Xue with a flawless smile, and directly asked, "Thank you. Is your president here too?"
Assistant Xue nodded, "The president is outside on a phone call, he should be coming in soon."
After finishing, Assistant Xue waved to distribute all the snacks and drinks. His gaze landed on Song Qiao standing at the makeup room door. He was first taken aback, then instinctively greeted, "Madam, you..."
As he was speaking, Lu Jingchen, dressed in black trousers and a white shirt, with a tall and straight figure, walked into the film crew’s area step by step.
Surrounding voices were filled with discussions, seemingly the director had just learned of Lu Jingchen’s arrival, he entrusted the filming work to soone else and ca personally to welco Mr. Lu.
"Mr. Lu, what brings you here?" The director was surprised and then walked over with a smile to greet him, shaking hands briefly.
After quickly releasing the handshake, Lu Jingchen rely glanced around, his gaze paused for a few seconds on Zuo Yuqing’s side, then looked back at the director in front of him, his thin lips slightly parted, speaking lightly, "I’m just here to look around, nothing particularly important, don’t mind , you can carry on with your work."
The director naturally didn’t dare leave Lu Jingchen just standing there. He roughly assud that Lu Jingchen’s visit wasn’t related to Song Qiao, even though Song Qiao is the Young Mistress of the Lu Family, Mr. Lu’s wife.
But there were rumors circulating that Mr. Lu and Song Qiao might be getting divorced soon. Even though Lu Jingchen held a press conference before, people still found the remarks made at the conference too formal.
Internet gossip readers habitually gather wherever there’s news or rumors. Initially, the day before, people thought the matter should just end like that. However, these days, since Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao have not been seen together, speculation arose about them possibly living apart.
Then this morning, a prominent Weibo account revealed that on the day of the wedding, Song Qiao returned to the Mu Mansion and the couple hadn’t been living together, prompting many to say that Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao were already separated, and possibly nearing divorce.
Neither CK Group, nor Lu Jingchen, nor Song Qiao responded publicly to the online buzz.
Therefore, presumably, the online discussions are already bustling.
The director also feels like there’s a strong possibility about this matter, but he’s not one for gossip, so he didn’t say anything. Besides, he just heard his staff ntion that Assistant Xue specifically brought a snack and drink for Zuo Yuqing.
Lu Jingchen walked straight up to Zuo Yuqing. It was unclear whether he genuinely didn’t see Song Qiao or pretended not to, as he directly spoke to Zuo Yuqing, "Let’s have lunch together."
Zuo Yuqing caught a glimpse of Song Qiao standing there through the corner of her eye but didn’t decline Lu Jingchen’s invitation. She smiled and nodded, "Sure."
Song Qiao stood there watching everything unfold before her. She knew that Lu Jingchen had actually seen her; after all, Assistant Xue had just been talking to her, so it was impossible for him not to have seen. This suggested that everything he was doing now was probably intentional.
Her hands at her sides unconsciously clenched into fists. Seeing Assistant Xue’s hesitant expression, she quickly returned to normalcy, politely nodded at him, and then started to leave.
She had barely walked two steps when Zuo Yuqing suddenly spoke, "Song Qiao, Jingchen bought so snacks and drinks. You’re not having any?"
Song Qiao stopped in her tracks, looked back, and her gaze landed on the pair standing there. She pulled her lips into a smile and politely replied, "No thanks, it’s not to my taste. I’m not fond of it."
Zuo Yuqing’s tone almost made her sound like the leading lady, but even saying that, Lu Jingchen remained indifferent, fixing his gaze on her without uttering a word.
For a mont, Song Qiao’s heart ached so much she wanted to flee in distress.
Zuo Yuqing wore a regretful expression, her smile tinged with apology, "Sorry, maybe Jingchen bought them according to what I like. Not knowing you wouldn’t like them. If you tell what you like, I can have my assistant buy them for you..."
"No need!" Song Qiao interrupted her before she could finish, speaking calmly, "I won’t disturb you, I’ll get it myself."
With that, she promptly walked away.
Lu Jingchen watched Song Qiao’s retreating figure. He almost took a step forward to chase after her but forcibly restrained his impulse, his hands unconsciously clenching into fists.
Zuo Yuqing opened the snack box, took out a piece, and popped it into her mouth. At this mont, only the two of them were left standing together; the two actresses who had been with her had already shifted positions because of Lu Jingchen’s arrival.
Watching Song Qiao’s figure gradually disappear from view, Zuo Yuqing finished eating the snack before turning to Lu Jingchen, "Not going after her? She didn’t look happy."
The man’s thin lips pressed together, his expression indifferent with no sign of emotion. After a while, he uttered a few words, "No need."
Zuo Yuqing blinked and stared at him, her voice gentle and pleasant, "If I hadn’t seen what you did before, I would have thought you hadn’t fallen for her."
Pausing briefly, she continued before Lu Jingchen could reply, "Although I’m not very familiar with Song Qiao, since returning to the country, I’ve seen her many tis. I sowhat understand her personality. I don’t quite get it—since you’ve fallen for her, why do this now? Aren’t you afraid of pushing her further away?"
The man remained silent, his gaze fixed towards the doorway direction, his thin lips pressed together without responding, seemingly not intending to answer Zuo Yuqing’s question.
Not afraid of pushing her further away?
He wasn’t unafraid; it was because he feared he’d regret it later, so he chose to act this way now.
...
After leaving the set and sitting in the car, Song Qiao felt the oppressive feeling gradually fading, but her heart was still incredibly unsettled.
She raised her arm to cover her chest, feeling pain for a mont.
Unexpectedly, she felt a bit nauseous, couldn’t help but lower the car window, sticking her head out to start puking, but it was as if she hadn’t eaten much that morning—nothing ca out.
The driver, Xiao Li, ca over and was shocked upon seeing Song Qiao like this. He imdiately hurried over, "Miss Qiao, are you alright? Do you need to take you to the hospital?"
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