His voice was cold, his tone slow
"Take her to the hospital. If it’s a sprain, get it treated. If she’s unhard... bring her left leg back in its entirety."
As soon as he spoke, Long Lili was rely stunned, her complexion seeming even paler than before.
Her figure swayed, seeming on the verge of collapse.
After a long while, she managed a difficult smile,
"Thank you"
Then, limping along, she was helped by two black-clad bodyguards onto the business van behind.
Afterwards, Quan Ci shoved Su Yan into the car
"Go ho"
He dropped those two words and returned to the driver’s seat, driving off into the distance.
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The next day, Su Yan appeared on the film set punctually at 8 AM.
As soon as she walked in, she overheard the assistant director chatting with several staff mbers
"I heard we’re changing investors?",
"Wow! With such a big production, changing investors just like that, who has such deep pockets?"
"An Entertainnt"
"As expected, truly the strongest entertainnt company in the entertainnt circle."
While they were expressing their amazent, they heard the assistant director say
"Not only have the investors changed, but so has the director. It’s now the famous Director Zhao from An Group."
"Not just that, I heard... last night there was a gathering of directors and producers, and God knows what happened, but Producer Fang was rushed to the ICU, suffering from severe alcohol poisoning. He’s still in critical care, and we don’t know if he can be saved."
Discussing the matter, the assistant director shook his head frequently.
Several people were setting up scenes while busy with their work.
However... apart from Su Yan, none of the other main cast mbers had arrived.
It wasn’t until almost eleven o’clock that Luo Yuanjie hurried over.
His face weary,
"Sorry, for being late."
Following that, he went to speak with the director, exchanged a few words, then returned to where his assistant was standing.
He sat down on a folding chair.
The assistant handed him a cup of warm water.
"Brother Luo, drink so water to moisten your throat."
Luo Yuanjie took it, ready to drink.
His eyes inadvertently swept towards Su Yan, who was earnestly reading her script.
Thinking of what happened last night, Luo Yuanjie fell silent for a mont.
On Su Yan’s side, she was stumbling over her lines,
Forgetting the beginning as she morized the end, munching on Strawberry Milk Candy while reciting.
To ease the headache.
Then, soone appeared in front of her, blocking the sunlight.
Looking up, she saw Luo Yuanjie.
He had lost that swagger from last night.
His brows carried fatigue, and also a touch of seriousness and gravity.
"Su Yan, do you know who that man you brought in last night was?"
His words confused Su Yan, but she honestly replied,
"I know."
Luo Yuanjie kept talking,
"That man, he isn’t soone you or I can afford to provoke."
His words held great weight.
Su Yan looked at him,
"What are you trying to say?"
"I’m saying, if you want fa, fortune, and soone to support you, anyone is fair ga, but not him."
Su Yan’s attention was only on that last sentence,
"Why not?"
Luo Yuanjie felt exasperated with soone like her, who wouldn’t understand no matter what was said.
He spoke without care,
"You saw what happened last night. Do you think a man that cruel, if one day he discards you like trash, would let you leave unscathed?"
Su Yan thought about it seriously.
Then she looked up,
"I won’t let him discard ,"
After a pause, she spoke earnestly,
"And I am not trash."
If such a thing wouldn’t happen, then there was nothing to worry about.
Moreover, Quan Ci’s actions might have been heavy-handed, which caused him to have a strong aggressive aura, but what he did... wasn’t wrong, after all.
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