What the hell is this? It's getting more and more absurd! What photos? What variety show? What film crew?

Grass.

Did she get the wrong script, or was it a different novel that Xiao Ai told her about?

And those nurses who called themselves "Actor Zhou Cheng," aren't they? Isn't he an entertainment company owner? How did he switch careers to become an actor?

"Nan Sheng." Zhou Cheng called her name, his voice gradually getting closer: "Nan Sheng, don't be angry with me, okay? I promise, it won't happen again."

His voice is so gentle.

Qiao Nansheng was lost in thought when Zhou Cheng's face appeared before her eyes. He was truly handsome, with a restrained face and phoenix eyes. As someone who was obsessed with good looks, she could never get tired of looking at him and liked him very much.

He was actually quite cold towards her, rarely showing such tenderness, except when he was putting on an act in front of his parents, at which point he would reveal a little tenderness.

Qiao Nansheng was distracted for a moment and lost her grip, so the blanket was pulled off.

A magnified version of Zhou Cheng's face appeared before her.

Startled, Qiao Nansheng snapped back to reality and instinctively slapped him across the face.

With a "slap," Zhou Cheng's face immediately turned red.

Qiao Nansheng was stunned and dumbfounded.

Zhou Cheng was stunned.

An awkward atmosphere instantly filled the entire ward.

"I... um... I..." Qiao Nansheng looked down at her hands, then looked up at Zhou Cheng's reddened half-face and the expressionless look in his eyes as he stared at her. She was so frightened that she couldn't speak properly.

"Yes, yes, yes... I'm sorry!"

She didn't do it on purpose!

Who told him to get so close? She's developed a deep-seated trauma from him now, and she shook him off without a second thought.

Oh no, she actually dared to hit Zhou Cheng! Will she be sent to a mental hospital ahead of time?

Oh my god!

Qiao Nansheng wanted to cry, but she couldn't cry in front of Zhou Cheng. She looked at him with a panicked expression.

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A sharp pain shot through Zhou Cheng's left cheek. Despite her petite appearance, Qiao Nansheng was surprisingly strong; the slap had even caused Zhou Cheng to experience tinnitus.

He paused for a moment, then looked down at Qiao Nansheng, who hadn't felt guilty while hitting her but was now filled with fear. He frowned slightly and said calmly, "It's alright, just put an ice pack on it when you get back."

Qiao Nansheng didn't say anything, but just stared at him with her big, terrified eyes.

"..." How to describe that look? It was as if she was the one who was beaten, not him.

Zhou Cheng was speechless, still not understanding what he had done to scare her so much.

Ever since Qiao Nansheng woke up, she has been acting as if she is afraid of him. Just now, when she hid under the covers, he thought she was angry because of the photo of him and Xu Zhaodi, which he had just explained.

But now it seems that she wasn't angry with him; she was afraid of him, yet he didn't remember doing anything to her.

He always kept his temper in check in front of her. No matter how unpleasant things were at work, he never gave her the cold shoulder when he got home.

The two had been married for two months and had always treated each other with utmost respect, meeting only a handful of times. What was she afraid of him for?

Zhou Cheng couldn't figure it out, and he didn't have time to think about it.

This morning, he received a call from Sheng Zhuo informing him that Qiao Nansheng had been pushed down from upstairs. He hadn't even finished filming and had asked the director for a day off to rush back. He spent the day taking care of her at the hospital and had to rush back later.

So even though Zhou Cheng had many questions in his mind, there wasn't enough time for him to think about or ask them. He could only wait until he returned after filming to ask them.

Fortunately, the filming of this movie is not long; two-thirds of the time has already passed, and he will finish filming and go home in another month.