"What?" Tang Wanxing was a little expectant.
Qiao Ziqian smiled mysteriously, got up, walked to her side and sat down, whispering in her ear. After finishing, he looked at her, raised an eyebrow, "How about that?"
"Ziqian, you're still the smart one."
Tang Wanxing praised him sincerely, even giving him a thumbs up.
The scheme Qiao Ziqian had just described swirled in her mind, and a smile involuntarily curved her lips.
Meanwhile, Meng Jingwei was diligently and actively filming.
She didn't become free until four in the afternoon.
Perhaps it was because Qing Muyye had visited Director Li to question him after Meng Jingwei's incident, making Director Li realize Meng Jingwei's importance, which also led to a change in his attitude. He even thoughtfully arranged a lounge chair for her.
After a busy day of arranging fight choreography and being suspended by wires, she was exhausted and just wanted to lie down for a bit.
Why should she be so pretentious as to refuse the director's kind offer?
Meng Jingwei thanked him repeatedly and then lay down on the lounge chair, a thin blanket draped over her. She took out her phone to call Shen Liansuo.
The phone rang a few times before the call was hung up.
Immediately, a text message popped up.
"Busy with something, I'll contact you later." It was from Shen Liansuo.
Meng Jingwei didn't know what Shen Liansuo was so busy with. Feeling worried, she sent her another message: "Stay safe, call me when you're done."
Ding—
As soon as she sent her message, another one arrived at lightning speed, "Got it, my little boss."
Seeing the content of the message, and confirming it was Shen Liansuo's usual tone, her worried heart finally settled.
Meng Jingwei lay on the lounge chair under the corridor, watching Tang Wanxing, who was filming a scene with Li Shang, from a distance. A profound melancholy clouded her eyes.
After watching for a while, just as Meng Jingwei was about to look away, her gaze inadvertently fell upon Su Meiyi not far away.
Their eyes met.
Su Meiyi's expression was a little unnatural. She stood there blankly for a moment before walking towards Meng Jingwei and stopping in front of her.
She was still in her costume, but because the winter was cold and freezing, she had put on a long, knee-length white down jacket and a scarf. She was holding a camel-colored hot water bottle that looked like teddy bear fur.
"Um..." she pouted, her lips pursed, and looked down at the hot water bottle in her hands. "I have an extra hot water bottle. This... you can have it. You fell into the water the other day, don't catch a cold."
Meng Jingwei: "..."
Yesterday's act of appeasement had truly yielded astonishing results.
As she was looking at Su Meiyi, stunned, Su Meiyi seemed a bit uncomfortable with Meng Jingwei's gaze. She quickly explained, "I just think that if you catch a cold, it will delay the filming progress. Don't think too much about it."
Saying that, she directly tossed the hot water bottle into Meng Jingwei's arms and turned to run away.
The hot water bottle landed on her thin blanket, and soon she felt its warmth, which was quite comforting.
Meng Jingwei wasn't one to stand on ceremony. She hugged the hot water bottle and tucked it under her blanket, holding it tightly.
This year's winter was particularly cold, especially after falling into the water and then having a high fever. Her body was a little sensitive to the cold.
She watched Su Meiyi's retreating back, a wry smile playing on her lips.
There was no deep-seated hatred between her and Su Meiyi. Instead, Su Meiyi was like a child who hadn't grown up, who would still be petty or throw tantrums to annoy her.
Meng Jingwei never took it to heart.
A moment later, Ji Lanfeng walked over and sat with her, chatting. Two hours later, Ji Lanfeng received an urgent call and hastily left the film set.
At seven in the evening, the crew wrapped up work.
Meng Jingwei, Li Shang, and Qiao Ziqian left the film set by car and went to a nearby hot pot restaurant, choosing the most secluded corner to sit.
The three of them were fully disguised, wrapping themselves up tightly. Fortunately, it was the depth of winter, so wearing masks and hats didn't attract attention, and no one noticed their presence.
While eating hot pot, the three of them chatted freely. Just as Li Shang went to the restroom midway, Qiao Ziqian's phone suddenly rang.
He answered the call, and his brows suddenly furrowed, "What? You're saying her condition has worsened again? How could this happen?"