Shen Shuhe glanced over and saw two women slowly approaching.
One of them had red lips and curly hair, and was carrying a new bag from a famous brand. She was glaring at the other person next to her with a haughty look and scolding him.
The girl next to her had smooth short hair and looked pretty and gentle, but her face was painted with heavy makeup that was totally incompatible with her pretty temperament.
It was the coldest time of winter, and her skirt was less than knee-length, with only a shawl draped over her shoulders, which was no match for the cold wind outside.
Sure enough, as the girl approached, her exposed neck and arms turned red.
Shen Shuhe felt that the girl looked familiar, but she was just a passerby. She was about to go into the house with her things, but the curly-haired woman suddenly took action.
"Did you hear me talking to you? Are you deaf or dumb?"
She pushed suddenly, and the girl, who was wearing high heels, fell to the side without noticing.
Shen Shuhe quickly helped him up, "Be careful."
"Thank you, thank you." The girl looked flustered and her tone was filled with fear.
...
...
If I sprain my ankle, I will definitely miss work.
"Tsk, you can talk to others but not to me. Shiyi, are you dreaming of going to heaven?" The curly-haired girl became even angrier when she saw the girl speaking in a nice voice. She pulled her arm and walked quickly forward.
A few rooms away, the man swiped his card to enter the room and slammed the door shut, blocking out all sound.
Shen Shuhe looked down at his empty palms, which were cold.
The girl looked about the same age as her, and the woman with curly hair looked like her boss.
She was just a passerby, she couldn't do anything and had no right to care about anything. Just then, she heard Wen Yu's voice from behind, and she turned and went into the house.
"What are you doing standing at the door?"
"Nothing." Shen Shuhe put down the meal, "Didn't you say you were hungry? Eat."
When Wen Yu saw the food was here, he rolled up his sleeves and started eating.
Shen Shuhe sat on the sofa, his fingertips hooked a strand of hair, and he silently recited the name: "Shi Yi..."
Her eyes moved slightly, she took out her cell phone and searched, and soon the person's information popped up.
Shi Yi, 25 years old, is a contracted artist of Xishang Media.
He is really from the same circle.
Shen Shuhe thought about it, clicked on the search term of Xishang Media, and swiped down, she saw the introduction of the curly-haired woman.
Su Xuanxuan, 27 years old, graduated from the Royal Academy of Fine Arts. She married her husband Zhang Qizhi after dating for four years. She gave up her painting career and ran Xishang Media with him.
It turned out to be the boss lady of Xishang Media.
Shen Shuhe exited the page and looked out the window at the dark night.
After all, everyone has their own choices and lives.
She thought that what happened in the corridor tonight was just a minor incident, but she didn't expect that she would meet them again soon.
…
The next day, Shen Shuhe, accompanied by Wen Yu, devoted herself to her work. She spent most of the day trying on makeup and taking makeup photos. In the evening, the producer notified her to hold a small meeting.
Shen Shuhe arrived early and shook hands and greeted all the actors.
Just as I was about to sit down, a soft tune suddenly sounded in my ears. The voice was sweet, but it didn't make me feel uncomfortable at all.
"Hello, I'm Shi Yi."
Shen Shuhe turned her head and heard this. She saw the girl's face, was stunned for a moment, and then stood up, "Hello, I'm Shen Shuhe."
"I saw you just now." The girl curved her lips, with a very obvious dimple on her cheek, "Thank you for helping me last night."
She lowered her voice when she said this, but took the initiative to bring it up, obviously with no intention of concealing it.
Shen Shuhe admitted it, and she smiled back: "You're welcome, did you get it twisted?"
Shi Yi moved his ankle, looked at her with a smile and replied: "No."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of a gun at the door. The two of them looked to the side at the same time and saw a middle-aged man walking in surrounded by a crowd of people.
Chen Shuhe was calm and composed, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Shi Yi's expression stiffen, and he pursed his lips and lowered his head.
She looked towards the door suspiciously and recognized the person there as the director and producer of "Ji Feng Yue".
Shen Shuhe suddenly realized that the director's surname was Liao...
Could it be that the “Mr. Liao” mentioned by Su Xuanxuan last night is the director?
Glancing at Shi Yi's unnatural expression, Shen Shuhe secretly glanced at Liao Jun, who was sitting down with a red face.
Everyone sat down and several leaders took turns speaking, so she didn't mention anything without permission.
It was already dark when they got off work. Chen Shuhe greeted Yun Qi and Shi Yi at the door and said they would see each other tomorrow.
Just as she was about to get in the car, she turned her head and noticed Su Xuanxuan coming out of the building. Xishang Media, one of the investors, was chatting with Liao Jun with a smile on her face.
She paused, retracted her legs, turned around and pulled Shi Yi's hand.
The girl looked puzzled and was about to ask what was wrong when she heard Shen Shuhe lean over and say, "Take care of yourself."
After saying that, Shen Shuhe patted her hand and turned to get in the car.
Shi Yi stood there in a daze and blinked, and it took him a while to understand the meaning of this sentence.
The cold wind was biting, but now it felt like a spring breeze blowing on her face, surrounding her with warmness.
She placed her left hand on the back of her right hand, held it tightly, and felt the warmth.
After a moment, she looked in the direction the car was leaving, raised her lips, and smiled.
In the car, Wen Yu looked up after replying to the message and asked, "What did you say to Shi Yi just now?"
"nothing."
That sentence had nothing to do with anything else. It was just what she wanted to say to Shi Yi the most at that time, as a girl, no matter what the reason was, taking care of yourself was the most important thing.
Hearing this, Wen Yu nodded, her professional disease coming back, and she started to analyze: "She's been in the industry for a little over a year now, and has had some popular roles, but they're the kind that people know about the roles but don't know her as a person. Xishang Media is one of the investors in the play Ji Fengyue, and she got the role of the second female lead, so maybe she'll become popular."
To this, Shen Shuhe nodded to indicate that he understood.
…
After returning to the hotel and washing up in the evening, Shen Shuhe called Jasmine as usual.
The little girl sweetly shared with her what happened in school today. When she mentioned Xiaoyu, Shen Shuhe's eyes paused slightly, but she didn't respond.
After chatting for nearly an hour, Shen Shuhe's phone ran out of battery, so he put it down and went to the table to get the charger.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door in the video, followed by a man's low and lazy reminder: "You should go to bed."
Jasmine raised her eyes and looked towards the door, "Daddy, I'm going to sleep soon."
She couldn't even deceive herself with this statement, Jin Yanzhou didn't believe it at all.
He said he would go to bed right away two days ago, but half an hour later when he came out of the study, a little girl was still holding her cell phone.
"Jin Anhua, as a student, you need to have the consciousness of a student." The man simply pushed the door open and came in, tapping the clock on the wall with his fingertips: "If you don't go to bed at this time, you will go to school with dark circles under your eyes tomorrow, and your teacher will think I am a domestic abuser."
"Daddy, you are so bad! I am so pretty and cute, how could I have dark circles under my eyes!" Jasmine pouted and said dissatisfiedly.
"Do you want to take a look now?" the man said leisurely.
The tone frightened Jasmine so much that she quickly picked up the small mirror on the bedside table and looked carefully around her eyes several times.
It seems... a little dark?
Jasmine's face suddenly turned bitter.
Jin Yanzhou laughed, took the mirror from her hand, put it down and turned off the lights in the room, leaving only a night light.
My eyes noticed that the video call had not been hung up yet. There was no sound from the other end, the screen was facing the ceiling, and the person was nowhere to be found.
Jin Yanzhou then said, "After saying good night, turn off the lights and go to sleep."
Jasmine knew that if she didn’t nod, it would be dangerous to have video calls with Sister Shuhe every day, so she said "Okay".
Just as she opened her mouth, a woman's gentle voice came from the quiet bedroom at the same time, "Jasmine, what did you just say...?"
Jasmine was holding the phone when she suddenly heard Shen Shuhe's voice. She didn't know if it was because her daddy's presence was too strong, but her little hand trembled and she happened to press the camera switch button.
So Shen Shuhe, who had just plugged in the charger and lowered his head, saw a corner of the man’s pajamas…
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