After filming this scene, the director immediately let Lin Xingyu rest.
"Xingyu, go back to the hotel and have a rest first. Drink some cold medicine as a precaution. The filming today was very good. We can shoot the rest tomorrow." The director said a little embarrassedly. He felt a little sorry that the other person had passed all the requirements in one take and he made her look so miserable.
"Okay, then I'll go back first." Lin Xingyu didn't feel awkward. She just felt uncomfortable and wanted to go home and sleep.
Lu Ciyuan ran over and said, "Director, I don't have any scenes this afternoon. I'm going back to the hotel first."
The next scene is with Lin Xingyu. If she is not there, he naturally has no role to play.
Without waiting for the director to speak, he ran after Lin Xingyu.
Lu Ciyuan pursed his lips, looking worried, "Sister, are you feeling very uncomfortable now?"
Lin Xingyu closed her eyes uncomfortably, her voice weak, "It's just a little bit, I'll be fine after I get home and have a good sleep, don't worry."
It’s like this, how can we not worry?
Lu Ciyuan turned off the air conditioner in the car and changed her bath towel.
After arriving at the hotel, Lu Ciyuan asked his assistant to buy cold medicine, and he and Yueyue took Lin Xingyu back to her room.
Lu Ciyuan was not in a position to follow him in. "Sister, take a hot bath first. I'll bring you some cold medicine later. Take it and then have a good sleep. If you feel unwell, be sure to tell me."
Lin Xingyu nodded and leaned on Yueyue and returned to the room.
Lin Xingyu used up her last bit of energy to wash her hair and take a shower, and started sneezing as soon as she came out of the bathroom.
Yueyue wrapped Lin Xingyu tightly, let Lin Xingyu lean on the sofa, and used a hair dryer to dry her hair.
In a drowsy state, I heard Yueyue say, "The blowing is done, Sister Xingxing, come, drink some medicine, and let's take a nap."
Her brain was unable to think, and Lin Xingyu listened to Yueyue's words and followed every instruction.
After drinking the medicine, he went back to his room and fell into a deep sleep.
Jiang Molin hadn't replied to the message he sent that afternoon. His stern face was filled with a gloomy mood, and he was completely depressed. As soon as he left the house, he was nowhere to be found.
Jiang Molin didn't realize he was like a dog waiting for its owner to come back. He could only console himself by thinking that he was still filming. He had heard Lin Xingyu say that they had to catch up on the schedule.
Yes, that’s right. It’s not that I’m not replying to my messages.
Jiang Molin fiddled with his phone for a few seconds, sent messages to a few brothers in the group, and waited for them at the club.
Several people saw the message and arrived as scheduled soon.
Wu Han: "Hey, what's the wind like today? Why did you take the initiative to invite us?"
Zhou Yiran: "During the wedding period, how can you still have eyes for brothers?"
Wu Han: "Did they have a fight?"
Zhou Yiran: "Tell me, I'll give you some advice."
Jiang Molin speechlessly looked at the group of people gossiping and wanting to watch a show.
"She's gone to film and will be back soon."
Wu Han: "I was wondering, why did Brother Jiang, who I can't even get together with, send a message?"
Zhou Yiran: "It turns out that only when you are alone can you think of us. How sad."
Xie Zhiheng: "Okay, stop being so joking. But, shouldn't you ask us brothers to warm your room?"
Wu Han started to tease: "That's right, we haven't even been to your new home."
Receiving Wu Han's signal, Zhou Yiran followed: "Next time I come to pick you up, I won't be able to find the place. How embarrassing!"
Jiang Molin was a little annoyed, "Let's talk about it later."
Xie Zhiheng: "By the way, there seems to be some progress on the matter you said you wanted to investigate last time."
The three of them immediately became serious. They could have fun, but they were still serious about the family business.
They are all wealthy aristocrats accumulated over generations. They have huge family businesses in their hands and have been strictly trained according to the standards of wealthy heirs since childhood. Their sense of responsibility, ability, and market sensitivity are definitely not comparable to ordinary people.
Jiang Molin: "What do you mean?"
Xie Zhiheng: "Wasn't Jiang Yao close to the Wu family before? Logically speaking, the Wu family and your Jiang family don't get along. Everyone must find this strange."
This is exactly what Jiang Molin can't understand. If the news is true, then there must be common interests.
Xie Zhiheng: "I actually found some clues. The Wu family recently registered a new company, which is also related to the new city project. Here is the list of shareholders. Take a look, Jiang Yao and Jiang Anyu are not on it, but the shareholder ratio is very strange. Mo Lin, please continue to check."
Jiang Molin suddenly realized that he was waiting here. If he followed this line, he should be able to dig up a lot of things.
Jiang Molin did not waste a moment and called Xie An with a serious expression, asking him to find out the truth of this matter as soon as possible.
The sooner you know it, the more initiative you will have in your hands.
After finishing the work, a few people played cards and made plans to go to the greenhouse.
Jiang Molin was always thinking about Lin Xingyu and was absent-minded all night.
I got home in the middle of the night and opened my phone from time to time, but there was no movement.
It was so late, she must be asleep. Calling her now would disturb her. Jiang Molin wanted to know about her situation, and now there was a crazy debate in his mind.
Forget it, it's too late.
The day after Lin Xingyu left, Jiang Molin suffered from insomnia even more.
The chirping of birds woke up the sleeping people, and the sunlight shone through the white gauze window, and the mottled sunlight fell on the room in dots.
Yueyue came in quietly and took her temperature. She still had a slight fever.
Lin Xingyu slowly woke up. "Has the crew car left? Am I late?"
Yueyue was a little angry. Even though she had a fever, she was still only focused on work and didn't take care of herself at all.
"Let's go. The director wants you to have a good rest and come back when you feel better."
"Yueyue, get out of the car right away. I'll be there after I wash up."
"What? You still have a fever? The director told you you can rest? You're still sick?"
"I know the condition of my body well. Today's condition is just right for filming the next scene. I won't try to be stubborn." Lin Xingyu comforted Yueyue with a guilty conscience.
What could the migrant worker Yueyue say? She sighed and said, "Then you wash up first. I'll make some arrangements and bring you some porridge. Eat it before you go."
Lin Xingyu nodded obediently, "Thank you, Yueyue."
She picked up her phone and saw that Jiang Molin had sent her a message yesterday.
Lin Xingyu held the phone in her left hand and flexibly tapped the buttons with her right hand to reply.
Lin Xingyu: I filmed all day yesterday and fell asleep straight into my room at night. Now it’s time to set off.
I feel bad for not replying to messages, so I added another cat emoticon.
I didn’t expect the other party to reply immediately.
Jiang Molin: Why is your schedule so full? Can your body handle it?
Lin Xingyu: I can do it, Ole Gei.
When Lin Xingyu arrived at the scene, a group of people surrounded her.
Lu Ciyuan: "Sister, why are you here on the set? Are you feeling better? Why don't you take another day off today?"
Director Fang glared at him fiercely and said, "Who is the director, you or I?"
Director Fang: "Can I film your body?"
Lin Xingyu looked at Lu Ciyuan, then at Director Fang: "Much better. I still have a slight fever, but I think this condition is just right for filming the next scene, so I'll get over it."
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