Chapter 21

The morning scenes were filmed at the home of Yu Youxuan's husband. Her husband is a wealthy second-generation entrepreneur, and his food, clothing, and daily necessities are all of high standard. To fit his character, the crew rented a single-family villa in Ducheng as his residence.

It was still early, so Ranlong wanted to go to the villa to take a look at the progress of the filming and also check on Qiu An's physical condition.

Hou Jie, who was left at the hotel, asked in confusion: "You don't have any scenes there, why did you go there?"

"They said they rented a mansion, so I went over there to see the world."

"is that so?"

Hou Jie was puzzled. She knew that Ranlong's family was also very wealthy. Although they might not live in a villa, they would not call looking at a mansion "seeing the world."

Was it to see that Qiu Ansheng was not sick?

Thinking about it this way...it seems even more impossible.

"Wouldn't it be better to give you half a day off? You're so suspicious. You might as well spend that time learning how to be an agent. After this movie comes out, I'm going to be super famous! By then, I'll be flooded with invitations to film, TV, commercials, variety shows, and red carpets. Are you ready for all of them?"

In order to stabilize the morale of the crew, Yuan Chengyin did not tell anyone about the three-day deadline, nor did he tell anyone about the fact that the crew might not pass the review. Sister Hou naturally did not know that the crew was facing the crisis of disbanding.

When a person is in front of an assistant, his identity is given by himself.

“No…no.”

"Then go learn it!"

After sending Sister Hou away, Ranlong called an unemployed driver. The driver thought she had a scene to shoot and did not dare to neglect her, so he quickly took her to the set.

Probably to save money, the location of the villa is not particularly good and is far away from the city center.

The courtyard of the villa is quite grand, but it is occupied by the crew members who are sweating and busy coming in and out.

The shooting location was on the second floor. Ranlong walked up, but found the place in a mess. The staff were adjusting the set.

Ran Long looked around, but did not see Qiu An and Yuan Chengyin. Instead, the screenwriter Yao Ling, who had not been seen for a long time, showed up to supervise the work.

Ranlong walked up to greet him: "Hey, screenwriter, why are you on the set?"

Yao Ling's attention was drawn to a high stool at the living room bar. She scratched her ears and said casually, "I heard they're going to be filming in a mansion today. I came to see the world."

This sounds so familiar.

"Uh... then do you know where Qiu An and Yuan Chengyin are?"

Yao Ling pointed in the direction of Ran Long: "They are having a date in the bathroom behind closed doors. Don't disturb them if you have nothing to do."

"Date? In the bathroom?" Ranlong couldn't believe his ears.

"What else? You're all so old, why would you go to the bathroom together? There's only one stall in there. It's up to you which story you want to believe."

"...Okay, thanks."

Ranlong walked towards the bathroom with a puzzled look on his face. Didn’t Yuan Chengyin already have someone he liked? Why did he go back to her?

The bathroom door was indeed closed, and the corridor here would not be captured by the camera. Temporarily removed props and various equipment were piled everywhere.

Ranlong struggled through the pile of debris and carefully put his ear to the crack in the door.

In order to avoid showing her figure on the glass door, she clung to the door frame of the bedroom and only poked her head out from a distance.

Sure enough, there was a faint sound of conversation coming from the crack in the door, as if the voices were deliberately lowered, and they were having a secret meeting.

If it is true as Yao Ling said, that these two people were having a secret meeting here, then the sound coming at this time is likely to be indescribable.

But Ranlong didn't care. She was thick-skinned and she had to listen.

Unfortunately, this was not the case. Although he could not hear clearly through the partition door, Ranlong could still make out that the two people were talking in coherent sentences.

She heard the words "Ran Cheng" from the fragmented voice, and heard that Qiu An was asking Yuan Chengyin to do something, and Yuan Chengyin was a little embarrassed.

Finally, the two men were about to finish their conversation and took two steps outside. Just as Ranlong took a step to escape, he heard the footsteps inside stop again.

She quickly put her head closer and stood outside the door like an acrobat.

She heard Yuan Chengyin say, "...I'll think about it again. But you'll have to confess to Xiaoran sooner or later, so why not talk it out as soon as possible? She's an adult, she'll understand."

"I know, I'm just not ready yet," said Juan.

"Oh, by the way, don't drag me to places like this next time. If others see me, rumors will spread."

Speaking of scandals, after the slap video, people talked about not only the feud between Ranlong and Qiu An, but also the relationship between Qiu An and Yuan Chengyin.

Although they didn't take the matter to heart, they accepted interviews together openly and said that they were good friends.

But even so, the rumors about the two have never stopped, and even a lot of CP fans have emerged.

Ranlong was fortunate enough to be pushed their CP super topic. When she clicked on it, she found that the number of active users was more than her personal super topic.

It's hard not to break the defense.

"Do you still care about this? But she also knows that we are innocent."

"Ah, if we were truly innocent, we wouldn't be hiding here chatting, right?"

Yuan Chengyin's words struck Ranlong's heart like thunder. Doubt and hearing something in person truly brought a different kind of shock.

So what Qiu An had been saying so firmly was simply a complete lie.

The chat record and purchase record she saw were indeed true.

In the end, Qiu An was lying to others all the time and ended up deceiving himself as well.

And it seems that Qiu An was lying about Lian Rancheng.

Fortunately, Qiu An made up a conspiracy theory to deceive her, and acted so angry and sincere that she almost softened her heart and believed it.

The cell phone in his pocket vibrated repeatedly. Ranlong quickly covered his pocket and shrank back.

He turned the doorknob of the bathroom and walked into the bedroom next to it. Seeing a built-in wardrobe that took up an entire wall, he went in without hesitation.

Although the closet had compartments, thankfully it was completely empty. Ranlong stayed on the bottom shelf, which had plenty of space. But the formaldehyde smell from the wooden cabinet, which hadn't been ventilated for a long time, made her feel uncomfortable.

Ranlong hung up the call, listened for a while, and made sure that Qiu An and Yuan Chengyin were far away before taking out his cell phone again.

She looked at the missed call and it was from Ms. Hu.

It turned out that she had missed a few WeChat messages from Ms. Hu. Ms. Hu said that she had seen some social news about the kidnapping of young actors in the name of joining a production on the official WeChat account, and she was worried, so she came to ask about it.

Seeing that Ms. Hu was worried, Ranlong simply called her back.

"Hello, Mom?"

"Hey, Xiaolong, you finally answered the phone. Where are you? Are you safe now?"

"Mom, I'm still here in Ducheng. Don't worry, I joined a crew I know."

"You also have to be careful about people you know committing crimes."

Ranlong did not want to tell Ms. Hu that she was in Yuan Chengyin's crew. Firstly, she had signed a confidentiality agreement, and secondly, she did not want Ms. Hu to think that she had reconciled with the two men.

Otherwise, I will have to invite Qiu An to my house for dinner during the New Year.

"Don't worry, Mom. I've been filming this for a long time and have invested so much money. How could this be a scam?"

"Oh, that's good. Can you open a video for mom to watch?"

Ranlong looked at the pitch-black cabinet and remained silent. It really felt like he had been kidnapped.

"I'm on the set, it's not convenient right now."

"Oh, okay then. Why haven't you replied to WeChat for so long? Are you busy? Did Mom disturb you?"

"I'm fine. I just had something happen. Let me send you my assistant's WeChat. If you can't find me, just contact her."

"Okay, okay. By the way, Xiaolong, I heard there's an app that can sell unused items at home. When you have some free time, could you teach me how to use it?"

"Of course I can, but what are you going to sell, Mom?"

"The milk and supplements you threw away last time were accidentally expired. If you can sell them, don't throw them away and waste them."

Ranlong's heart tightened.

Ms. Hu, who had lived a wealthy life all her life, ended up having to sell even her milk for money.

At the same time, she felt vaguely strange. How could someone be willing to buy it but not eat it?

"Mom, we don't need this little money. Feel free to drink and eat whatever milk and supplements you want. When I finish filming this movie, I'll take you...out for a walk, okay?"

Ranlong originally wanted to take Ms. Hu to the cinema to see how popular she was, but when he thought about the scale of the film, he quickly changed the activity.

"Okay, I hope you're safe."

After hanging up the phone, Ranlong sighed deeply.

never mind.

Let Qiu An use her however he wants. She has already hit rock bottom, with no money and no life left.

Whether Qiu An wanted to punish her or wanted to atone for past mistakes, no matter what, the money transferred to the card was real.

Just continue to play along with her. Ran Cheng's debts are chasing after them, mother and daughter. Now is not the time to make a choice.

It should have been done long ago. Sigh. I should have apologized to Qiu An and Yuan Chengyin long ago.

He tiptoed out of the closet, made sure there was no one outside, and then left the room.

She ran to the stairs, thinking of sneaking back to the hotel first, but was stopped by Yao Ling.

"Ranlong! You're here! Qiu An and Yuan Chengyin said they didn't see you. I thought you disappeared."

Ranlong turned around helplessly and saw Qiu An also standing next to Yao Ling. Now he really couldn't run away.

"Xiao Ran." Qiu An called her.

"Ah, is there something wrong?" Ranlong walked back resignedly.

Without waiting for Qiu An to speak, Yao Ling left tactfully, leaving the two of them alone.

"Xiao Ran, why are you here?"

"Xixi, didn't you tell me how you were feeling? I came to check on you. I splashed water all over you yesterday, and the air conditioner in the living room was turned down so low. I was worried you might catch a cold."

"Yeah."

"What else? Come and see the mansion?"

Qiu An tilted her head slightly, looking at Ran Long with a hint of suspicion. After a long moment, she asked, "What were you doing in the bedroom just now?"

"My mom called me out of the blue, and I was thinking of finding a place where no one was around to talk. What the hell do you care what I'm doing in there?"

That's right, it's the truth.

"Did you hear what Director Yuan and I said just now?"

"What? Nothing? You and Director Yuan were still whispering to each other?" Ran Long's eyes were wandering, and the palms of her hands behind her back were slightly sweaty. Unlike Qiu An, she was not good at lying.

"No?"

Qiu An's scrutinizing gaze made Ran Long feel uneasy, so Ran Long quickly interrupted: "How long will it take you to finish filming? We still have to rehearse the kissing scene."

The killer move worked. When Qiu An heard it, he looked embarrassed and turned his eyes away with a red face.

Ranlong thought, what a strange reaction.

It's acting.

She understands that other things need to be acted out, so why does she have to act out this too?

Come to think of it... can you act out a blush? Could it be that this guy really has a pure side?

"Or, are you free now?"

As Ranlong spoke, he took a half step forward, stretched out his hand unceremoniously, and put his arm around Qiu An's waist.

As expected, Qiu An's breathing became heavier. She took a half step back, but did not intend to avoid it.

There were many staff members coming and going on the set. Although time was tight and the task was heavy, they couldn't help but take a few more glances and whisper a few words.

Sissi stood in the corner, arms folded, watching the two flirt with a cold expression. She silently moved to the window, using her body as a shield to avoid the long-range sniping of the powerful paparazzi.

Ranlong realized that as long as she wasn't shy and didn't care about shame, she would be invincible.

Therefore, the more people peeped, the more excited Ranlong became.

Whether it is acting or real, it is rare to see such a shy Qiu An, and it really makes people want to bully her more.

Ranlong leaned forward, gradually approaching Qiu An's lips, but when he was about to kiss her, he changed direction and whispered in her ear:

"Forget it, let's wait until today's filming is finished before trying again. Otherwise, if we delay the progress, Yuan Chengyin will scold us again."

After saying that, Ranlong pinched the flesh around her waist, getting the expected slight tremor reaction, and left satisfied.