"..." Huo Tinghao raised his thin little hand to wipe his eyes, sniffed, and turned his face back to the car window.
Huo Shaojun frowned deeply.
"I’m just saying, it’s okay if I don’t see her. As long as she’s not sick, I’ll never see her." After a while, Huo Tinghao’s hoarse yet resolute voice sounded inside the car.
Huo Shaojun’s heart stalled slightly, he looked solemnly at Huo Tinghao, lightly moved his thin lips, but in the end said nothing.
Whether it was because Jian Ningfeng was hospitalized and He Xinyun had no ti to pay attention to her, or for other reasons, He Xinyun no longer restricted Jian Liangtong’s personal freedom.
The day after returning to Z City, Jian Liangtong disguised herself completely and rushed to Bai Qiao’s filming set.
When she arrived, Bai Qiao was filming a wire-flying martial arts scene.
Jian Liangtong stood quietly behind Hou Wenxuan, so quietly that almost no one noticed she had co to the set, well, almost.
Because in the end, Wen Sirou still recognized Jian Liangtong.
They were filming on set, so no noise was allowed.
Wen Sirou pulled Jian Liangtong into her private lounge.
As soon as they entered the lounge, Wen Sirou suddenly reached out and hugged Jian Liangtong.
Jian Liangtong, "..." dumbfounded for several seconds.
"Are you okay?" Wen Sirou said, holding her in a soft, gentle voice full of concern and worry.
Jian Liangtong thought about the news from the dia where she was revealed to be held by Huo Shaojun to the hospital, and assud Wen Sirou was too worried about her. The surprise in her heart from the sudden hug instantly dispersed.
Jian Liangtong reached out and hugged her back, smiled and said, "I’m fine, don’t worry."
Feeling the warmth of her hand on her back, Wen Sirou’s thick eyelashes lowered slightly, hiding all her emotions from her eyes. She gently released Jian Liangtong, her hands sliding down her arms, holding her hands.
Her moist eyes looked tenderly at Jian Liangtong, speaking softly, "I couldn’t reach you these days, I was worried sick. Fortunately, you’re here in front of , completely unaffected."
Jian Liangtong stared at her with a broad smile, "It’s my privilege to have a big star like you think about ."
"It’s my privilege." Wen Sirou smiled, her tone still soft and gentle, without any hint of temper.
"Don’t you have any scenes today?" Jian Liangtong withdrew her hands from hers, walked to the table, picked up a disposable cup, poured so warm water, took a few sips, then casually placed it back on the table, turned back and asked Wen Sirou who was still watching her.
Wen Sirou glanced casually at the water cup on the table, placed her hands behind her back, leaned against the wall, relaxed and smiled softly at Jian Liangtong, "Later."
"This series should wrap up soon, it’s been three months now." Jian Liangtong said.
"At most, half a month till it’s finished." Wen Sirou’s gaze never left Jian Liangtong.
"Almost four months, Bai Qiao has never fild for such a long ti." Pausing, Jian Liangtong asked Wen Sirou, "How do you think Bai Qiao is doing?"
"Very well." Wen Sirou said candidly, "Bai Qiao is talented, dedicated, and cooperative. Hmm, I reckon after this series, Bai Qiao probably won’t take second-lead roles anymore."
"Won’t take second-lead roles?" Jian Liangtong wondered.
Wen Sirou looked at the sowhat bewildered face of Jian Liangtong, a flash of light quickly passed through her eyes, and she patiently explained, "I an, in future roles Bai Qiao takes, he won’t be anything other than the leading character."
Jian Liangtong understood now, her almond-shaped eyes shining, "Do you like him that much?"
"I’m just telling the truth, Bai Qiao indeed has a future in this entertainnt field." Wen Sirou said, spreading her hands.
"If Bai Qiao hears what you said, his tail would wag up to the sky." Jian Liangtong laughed.
Bai Qiao is the first artist she’s managed, if she pushes him to the peak of being a lead actor on her first try, will her path as a manager not widen?
Jian Liangtong laughed until her eyes disappeared, as if she already stood at the peak of entertainnt managers.
Wen Sirou looked at Jian Liangtong, her face flushed pink with laughter, and her eyes overflowed with warmth and affection.
After shooting, Bai Qiao heard soone say Jian Liangtong was at the set, so he found Wen Sirou’s lounge.
As the lounge door was knocked the mont it was sounded, Wen Sirou’s soft gaze instantly cleared, she squinted slightly, turned her head towards the door, "Co in."
Bai Qiao walked in from the door wearing his costu, looking at Jian Liangtong, his eyes sowhat like a lone wolf cub finally returned to the embrace of "mother", feeling bittersweet, "Sister Tong."
As Bai Qiao spoke, his voice was hoarse.
Jian Liangtong stared at Bai Qiao, his expression like he was about to cry or not, it was amusing yet frustrating.
Sighing in her heart, Jian Liangtong reached out her arms to him.
Bai Qiao imdiately hugged her, "I thought you were going to abandon ?"
"Dream on!" Jian Liangtong snorted, "Sirou just said, after this series, you’ll surely be a hit! If I abandon you now, I’d lose big!"
"Like a manager who leaves their own artist like you, if I beco popular, the first thing I’d do is fire you!" Bai Qiao let go of Jian Liangtong and glared at her angrily.
"Can you survive without ?" Jian Liangtong looked completely confident.
Bai Qiao rolled his eyes, "Where have you been these days?"
"You’re the one who’s been fooling around!" Jian Liangtong chuckled.
"So what have you been doing?" Bai Qiao frowned.
"Not telling you!" Jian Liangtong huffed, "Let you die of curiosity!"
Bai Qiao had a terminal case of compulsive curiosity, with no cure.
The less Jian Liangtong said, the more he wanted to know.
So he pestered Jian Liangtong in every way, insisting she tell!
The two completely ignored Wen Sirou as if she were invisible!
Luckily, Wen Sirou didn’t mind, found a chair, sat down, and quietly watched the two of them fool around.
Of course, most of the ti, her gaze was on Jian Liangtong.
Seeing Bai Qiao getting increasingly agitated, Jian Liangtong finally cald him down and told him the situation.
After listening, Bai Qiao muttered, "No wonder Brother Huo couldn’t reach you?"
Although he spoke softly, both Jian Liangtong and Wen Sirou heard him.
Wen Sirou lowered her gaze, saying nothing.
Jian Liangtong looked at Bai Qiao in confusion, "What do you an?"
"Oh." Bai Qiao decided not to hide it. On the contrary, he felt that telling her might earn him great rit in front of Brother Huo, "Brother Huo couldn’t reach you in all sorts of ways that day. He searched for a whole day and night, almost going crazy, and didn’t even show up for such an important post-production movie promotion."
Hearing Bai Qiao’s words, Jian Liangtong still had so doubts in her heart.
That ti, she borrowed Li Jieying’s phone in the countryside to call him. His tone was clearly cold, making her feel disheartened and disappointed.
But, he drove to the countryside in the afternoon...
So, what Bai Qiao said was true... that person was truly concerned about her!
This realization made Jian Liangtong feel both excited and a little distressed.
If Bai Qiao’s words were true, then that person, after not sleeping for a day and night, would rush over upon receiving her call and then spend half the night looking for Jian Ningfeng...
In essence, he didn’t sleep for two days and nights!
Maybe he was cranky upon waking up, but more than that, he was truly exhausted!
Jian Liangtong’s heart suddenly twisted with concern.
"Sister Wen, the director is calling you." Wen Sirou’s assistant knocked on the door at this mont, speaking to Wen Sirou.
Wen Sirou glanced back at her, "Coming."
"Sirou, you should hurry up." Jian Liangtong said to Wen Sirou.
"Mm." Wen Sirou gracefully rose from her chair, softly pulling her lips into a smile as she looked at Jian Liangtong, "You’re not in a rush to leave, are you?"
"Why? Is there sothing going on?" Jian Liangtong asked, surprised.
"No." Wen Sirou shook her head, "I just thought we could have a al together later."
"A al?" Jian Liangtong looked uncertain, "Today might not work, I have to go to the hospital to visit my dad later."
"Uncle, what’s wrong?" Wen Sirou frowned, asking with concern.
"It’s nothing serious now, just needs to be hospitalized for a while." Jian Liangtong explained simply.
Wen Sirou stared at her for a mont, then nodded, "Alright then, let’s arrange for another ti."
Jian Liangtong made an "Okay" gesture to her.
Wen Sirou smiled at her and left the lounge.
Bai Qiao squinted while watching Wen Sirou leave the lounge and suddenly pulled Jian Liangtong’s arm.
Jian Liangtong was startled, glaring at Bai Qiao in astonishnt, "Are you crazy, you gave a scare!"
"Sister Tong, don’t say I didn’t warn you, stay away from Wen Sirou from now on, okay?" Bai Qiao’s face rarely turned serious.
"Why?" Jian Liangtong’s eyes flickered, she withdrew her hand, not seeming to care.
"Don’t ignore this! I’m serious, stay away from her. I wouldn’t harm you, would I?" Bai Qiao beca anxious seeing Jian Liangtong’s indifferent attitude.
Seeing his reaction, Jian Liangtong felt a tug in her heart, pursed her lips, "You’re asking to stay away from her, you should give a reason, right? Otherwise, I’ll just be avoiding her for no reason, and she’ll think I’m weird."
"It’s not you that’s weird, it’s her!" Bai Qiao stared at her and said gravely.
She is?
Jian Liangtong blinked, leaning slightly closer to Bai Qiao, and whispered, "Sirou, what’s wrong with her? Is it contagious?"
Bai Qiao, "..."
"Hmm? Speak, what’s wrong?" Jian Liangtong asked again.
"Just do as I say." Bai Qiao left the lounge, leaving behind this comnt.
Leaving Jian Liangtong standing there utterly baffled.
Jian Liangtong reached up to support her chin, her almond eyes drifting with suspicion.
She rembered Huo Shaojun had once told her sothing similar, to stay away from Wen Sirou, and she hadn’t paid it any mind then.
But now Bai Qiao had co to tell her the exact sa thing...
Jian Liangtong lowered her eyes, so... just what illness does Wen Sirou have?
After leaving the set, Jian Liangtong bought lunch to take away and went straight to the hospital.
Jian Ningfeng was in a two-bed hospital room, but since the other bed was unoccupied, it was like he had a private room.
"Dad, drink more nutritious soup to recover quickly." Jian Liangtong ladled so soup into a small bowl and handed it to Jian Ningfeng.
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