Chapter 203 Playing hard to get gets boring after a while.

Back inside, she could send the photos she'd casually taken of the parking lot to her new lover, and it really did feel like a day apart felt like three autumns.

Only then can you change into your pajamas and lie on the bed to type.

[My dear senior, what do you see in this photo?]

When no one replied for a long time, not even with punctuation, Fang Ke, unlike before, didn't indulge him and made a phone call to follow up.

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered, followed by an eerie silence.

Fang Ke also sensed something was off, and squinted her eyes, saying in a low voice, "Senior, you're not replying to messages or answering calls, are you cheating on me?"

This time, her response was a burst of uncontrollable laughter from the group on the other end of the phone, followed by Ye Si's icy, almost murderous voice from afar, "You want to die, don't you?"

Fang Ke: "..."

Fang Ke could quickly deduce that the other party was either holding a transoceanic conference or having a party.

The man's voice sounded a little unnatural as he snatched the phone from her and said, "I'm busy, I'll call you back in a bit."

"well."

Fang Ke also whispered, "Did they see the text message, or did they hear what I just said?"

"...They must have seen and heard it."

"...So how could you be seen and heard when your phone wasn't in your own possession?"

“I was working overtime, and they used my phone to order takeout,” Yes sighed. “But when are you going to give me a heads-up before calling me that?”

Fang Ke suddenly lost her good mood. "You're really boring. Well, you can keep working."

"?I……"

Before Yes could finish speaking, Fang Ke hung up on him.

Who knew that she was exhausted after a long day, and all her passion was in that "darling" title? Not only did she not get a response, but she also didn't want to listen to anyone's complaints or how they talked. At that moment, she didn't want anyone to listen to her complaints, she just wanted people to go along with her, and even Yes was not an option!

Fang Ke took a shower before the hot water ran out. When she came out, she didn't know if she was a little short of oxygen because she had been showering for too long. She didn't even have time to dry her hair before collapsing onto the bed and falling asleep.

When she woke up, things became a bit tricky. Fang Ke felt weak all over, had difficulty breathing, and had a sore throat and back. She touched her forehead and found it was burning hot.

Goodness, now she's caught a cold and has a fever too.

Fang Ke received Wu Cong's call and had no choice but to tell him the truth.

Wu Cong was surprised and asked her how she was, and said he would call a doctor to come and see her immediately.

Before Fang Ke could reply, a sharp voice came from the other end of the phone, "I'm impressed. She's a copycat. When she saw that President Yi came to the set because Yao Yao was sick, she immediately pulled the same trick... What a pity, President Yi probably won't even give her a second glance."

"The prop team worked tirelessly through the night to build the set yesterday. We got up before dawn today to do the makeup and costumes. Everyone's here, so what's the point of her not showing up, an important character like her? Does she expect everyone to go on strike and wait for her all day?"

Fang Ke lay on the bed, her eyes slightly cold, and really wanted to say, "Do you love her? Whoever plays her, I'm not playing her anymore! What kind of hellish life is this?!"

Wu Cong shouted, "Enough, you old ladies! It's not just Fang Ke who caught it; Fang Yefan also has a fever and a cold. Yesterday, they filmed from morning till night in minus ten degrees Celsius, wearing only thin clothes, going back and forth rehearsing. It's normal for them to catch a cold. Where were you then? Were you sitting around the stove eating sunflower seeds? Can you stop babbling all day long? If Su Yao hadn't introduced you, I would have fired you long ago. Get out!"

The two people who were speaking made a few more excuses and argued, but then Fang Ke could no longer hear what they were saying.

After Wu Cong finished scolding Fang Ke, he realized that he hadn't hung up the phone yet. After an awkward moment, he comforted Fang Ke with a few words.

"You should rest well today and take good care of your health. I'll film Han Yu and Qin Xiaowan's scenes first."

Qin Xiaowan's voice rang out from the other end, "Miss Fang, you should listen to the team doctor about your cold, take more medicine, and you'll recover faster."

Immediately, someone questioned, "Xiao Wan, you..."

Then Wu Cong hung up the phone. Fang Ke gave a bored twitch and turned over to go back to sleep.

When she woke up again, a small orange lamp was on in the room, and a hot water cup and a few cold and fever reducers were on the bedside table.

Fang guessed that the team doctor had put it there, so she got up and took the medicine. Just as she swallowed it, the door was pushed open and a tall figure walked in.

When Yi Mohan saw that she was awake, his eyes were unsettled and slightly complicated. However, he seemed somewhat pleased to see that she had taken her medicine.

He said in a deep voice, "This medicine was prescribed by the doctor I brought with me. It works quickly. If you sweat it out again, you'll probably be fine by tomorrow."

Fang Ke, “…”

Fang Ke stared at him, puzzled, then chuckled. "Brother, what do you mean? Did you put this medicine in?"

Yi Mohan raised her chin and gave a subtle "hmm".

He seemed to be waiting for Fang Ke to thank him with emotion, or for Fang Ke to be able to appreciate his kindness while she was sick and vulnerable, so that their relationship could return to what it was before.

To everyone's surprise, Fang Ke took a deep breath and said with obvious impatience, "Are you sick? What are you doing, trying to curry favor with me? Is it too late for me to throw up now?"

"...Fang Ke!" The man's aura instantly turned icy with anger.

Having finally had a rare opportunity to be alone with the two of them, Yi Mohan couldn't help but say, "What exactly do you want? Playing hard to get is getting boring."

He still couldn't believe that Fang Ke, who had loved him to the point of losing herself, could truly let him go completely. He had seen everything she had done since her comeback.

Undeniably, she really tried her best to show her charm and talent in front of him, and she was certainly not the useless vase he initially thought she was.

So he was willing to give her a chance to ask that question, giving her a way to express her true feelings.

Although he can't accept her, they can talk things out and then everyone can live their own lives peacefully.

Yi Mohan believed he was already very gentle and gentlemanly, and very considerate of her. If Fang Ke behaved well, they could still be friends.

Thinking this, he stood steadily in the distance, one hand in his pocket, his eyes already filled with confidence that he was in control of the whole matter.

Fang demonstrated through her actions what she really wanted to do.

She picked up her phone, dialed a number, and then put it on speakerphone.

Soon, a surprised and somewhat weak voice came from the other end, "Sister Fang, you were looking for me?"

Yi Mohan: “…………”

Yi Mohan's expression changed drastically, her face turning ashen, and she looked somewhat nervous.

His sharp eyes practically bulged out of their sockets. What are you trying to do?!

Fang Ke said, "Yao, I heard your husband came to see you on set?"

Su Yao paused for a moment, then said shyly and anxiously, "What husband? We haven't gone that far yet, Sister Fang, don't talk nonsense... You saw Mo Han?"

"Oh, he's mumbling and babbling to me now..."

"ah?"

Only after the phone call was disconnected did Yi Mohan remove his hand from Fang Ke's face, which he had been tightly covering.

"Are you fucking crazy?!"

His face was as dark as a demon, and he wanted to grab Fang Ke's shoulders and shake her awake. "You really want me to argue with Yao Yao so you can take her place?"

Fang Ke laughed and raised her hands, "I'm innocent, officer! I just wanted you to understand clearly that I really didn't have any intention of playing hard to get with you. Can you stop making things up? Can you accept the fact that the old Fang Ke is dead?"

If you force your way into my room again, I'll call my sister-in-law to report you. I hope your relationship can withstand the test.

Yi Mohan, "..."

Yi Mohan was so angry he was practically fuming. Finally, Su Yao called him, and he stormed out of Fang Ke's house.

Fang Ke lay down on the bed; this playful teasing of the two men had actually restored some of her energy.

She looked at the door, her feelings complicated. She couldn't deny that when Yi Mohan came in just now, she mistook him for someone else.

Fang Ke was very unhappy. "How come anyone can come in through this door? Is there no privacy at all?"