Moreover, directors might overlook her poor acting skills because her husband was Qing Muyan.
This was not what Meng Jingwei wanted.
Tang Wanxing was filming a scene with Li Shang. Upon seeing Qing Muyan, she immediately said to the director, "Director Li, my friend is here. Can I take a break first?"
Seeing that the visitor was Qing Muyan, Director Li nodded, "Alright, then you take a rest. We'll film Su Meiyi and Li Shang's scenes first."
Filming was done according to scenes in the script, so content within the same scene was shot together.
Thus, Tang Wanxing could rest while others filmed.
With Director Li's permission, Tang Wanxing walked towards Qing Muyan. He stood there in a sharp suit, the setting sun casting an orange glow on him, making him appear even more handsome and dashing, a pleasing sight.
"Ye, you actually came. I thought you were joking when you said you'd visit during our chat earlier."
Standing before Qing Muyan, Tang Wanxing appeared exceptionally gentle, her face adorned with a harmless smile.
Qing Muyan's stern expression softened into a smile. He glanced behind him at Song Ci, who immediately stepped forward, "Sister Wanxing, here, the boss sent this for you."
A large bouquet of vibrant red roses, adorned with baby's breath, was wrapped in black paper, covered with a black veil as thin as a cicada's wing, making the roses appear even more beautiful and alluring.
Tang Wanxing's face showed a girl-like shyness, "Thank you."
Those around them quickly took out their phones and started taking numerous pictures of the pair.
"Oh my goodness, so sweet."
"Actress Tang and Mr. Qing seem so close."
"What's their relationship?"
"He's Meng Jingwei's ex-husband. Now he's sending flowers to another woman. If I were Meng Jingwei, I'd be so embarrassed."
From within the crowd, someone uttered this, but the moment the words fell, Qing Muyan's sharp gaze shot towards them.
His piercing eyes sent a chill down the speaker's spine, leaving her trembling.
"You're welcome. Are you free tonight? To have dinner together?" Qing Muyan extended a warm invitation.
Standing amidst the crowd, Qing Muyan's commanding presence made him the most eye-catching. Every smile and frown exuded the refined elegance of a noble young master, while his cool demeanor possessed the aura of a supermodel, as if he were detached from the mundane world, out of place with ordinary people.
Tang Wanxing, holding the bouquet, pursed her red lips and nodded, "I'll have to ask the director."
As the two chatted under everyone's gaze, Meng Jingwei, on the other side, was subjected to mockery and ridicule from many.
Qiao Ziqian sat beside Meng Jingwei, "Don't listen to those people's nonsense. Most of them are unhappy with their own lives, so they find amusement in others' affairs."
Because Li Shang was filming, Qiao Ziqian had the opportunity to chat with Meng Jingwei.
Listening to his comfort, Meng Jingwei nodded, "That makes sense." She leaned against the railing and continued to read her script.
Having been through so much, Meng Jingwei had become impervious to harm. Why would she care about a little gossip or others' mockery?
Meng Jingwei knew that Qing Muyan and Tang Wanxing were merely putting on a show and didn't truly mind.
However, at this moment, the crowd around her grew. Meng Jingwei raised her eyelids and saw Qing Muyan standing nearby.
Her heart skipped a beat.
Why did he come over?
"I heard you had many NG takes?" Qing Muyan looked down at her from above.
Seeing him, Meng Jingwei felt a surge of excitement but, afraid of appearing too obvious, continued to read her script and responded perfunctorily, "Yes."