Chapter 220 Extra - Liao Qian and Wu Cheng Chapter 8

When Liao Qian woke up again, there was no more noisy sound outside.

She flipped through the script and reviewed the lines for the scenes she was going to shoot that afternoon.

She came out of the RV only when she saw that the time was almost up.

The assistant followed her and helped her get clothes and water.

As soon as she came out, she saw that the director was already filming, and this time it was the male lead Fang Yi's part.

He was wearing a black suit with neat and sharp lines, a black bowler hat, and his handsome appearance made him look particularly pleasing to the eye.

Liao Qian sat on the recliner next to him and watched him filming the fighting scene.

Assistant Lily is a young girl who loves to look at handsome men. She couldn't help but be infatuated with him, "Teacher Fang's fighting scenes are so cool."

Liao Qian also agreed, after all, this was obvious to all, "Yes, his business ability has always been strong."

Don't be fooled by his usual smiling face and the fact that he talks about everything. He is already the youngest movie emperor and his strength should not be underestimated.

"Sissi, the next scene will be your duel, or a farewell hug, it will definitely be beautiful."

Just as she finished speaking, the stylist came over and called her, "Ms. Liao, your hairstyle needs to be changed."

"good."

Liao Qian got up and followed him.

When she came out again, it was already her turn.

Fang Yi had just finished that scene and was drinking water. When his eyes rested on her, he paused for a few seconds.

The director shouted through the megaphone, "Come on, get ready for the next scene."

Liao Qian walked over and quickly immersed herself in the role, going over the lines she was about to say quickly in her mind.

Fang Yi put down the cup and walked over.

Standing in front of Liao Qian, "We still have time, let's rehearse first."

"OK."

The two of them went through the lines, and then the translator looked at her with open arms, "Perform the whole act."

Thinking of the hug, Liao Qian leaned into his arms without hesitation, her face full of reluctance and attachment.

At this moment, she heard a very abrupt voice, "Mr. Wu, why are you here?"

Liao Qian thought she was hallucinating, so she looked in the direction of the sound and saw the director talking to a man.

The man just came in, wearing a dark gray suit and half-frame glasses. He looked very capable and serious.

"I'm passing by, come and have a look."

Liao Qian remembered that the company's next movie was a collaboration with his company, so as an investor, it was reasonable for them to come and take a look and investigate.

The director was obviously very familiar with him and asked him to sit down.

Just like that, he sat next to the director and watched them filming.

Liao Qian withdrew her gaze, trying not to be influenced by him.

Focus fully on the performance.

Wu Cheng's eyes fell on her. She was wearing a knee-length dark brown skirt with a waistline and a top decorated with metal buttons. The skirt was cut with great attention to smooth lines, and was tightly gathered at the waist, with the hem swaying gracefully.

Her hair was curled into retro waves, she had small pearl earrings on her ears, and she wore a woolen beret, which added a touch of intellectual and charming charm to her temperament.

At this moment, she gazed affectionately at the man in a suit opposite her, raised her hand and touched his face. There was a strong and tender love flowing between the two of them, and the atmosphere of tragic parting enveloped each other. At this moment, they could only see each other and no one else.

After expressing their love to each other, the two hugged each other, like a painting from the old times.

The director said, "Cut, this one passed."

After they finished talking, they separated. I didn't know what they were talking about, but they seemed to be talking and laughing.

"Mr. Wu, you can rest assured. Xixi's acting is very good. She is willing to endure hardships and work hard. There will be no problem with our next movie."

Wu Cheng lowered his eyelids to hide the deep and turbulent emotions in his eyes, and his voice became a little deeper. "How long will the shooting last today?"

"It's still early, at least until ten o'clock in the evening."

"Where is the hotel you are staying at?"

"Not far away, the Chengxing Hotel, which is nearby."

"Um."

Then he didn't ask any more questions, and the director was still wondering why he suddenly asked this question.

Liao Qian looked back and found Wu Cheng was still there, then she calmly looked away.

The filming went smoothly throughout the afternoon, and in the evening, a few people from the crew came.

Yao Xinran actually brought her rich second-generation boyfriend here to show off.

He was also very generous and invited the crew to have a midnight snack.

Liao Qian understood more deeply that the director of the neighboring crew had assigned her too few roles.

She sat with Fang Yi and watched Yao Xinran showing off proudly.

"She showed this to you specially."

I guess he was afraid that what happened on the crew during the day might not have reached her ears.

"As one drinks water, one knows whether it is hot or cold. Does she really think I will be jealous?"

After all, how you live your life is your own business. There is no point in trying hard to show off to others and satisfy your insignificant vanity.

Fang Yi laughed, "If she knew what you were thinking, she would be so upset that she would die."

Liao Qian didn't pay much attention to Yao Xinran, but glanced in the direction of the director from time to time. There was only the director there. Wu Cheng had just gone out and no one knew where he went. Could it be that he left?

"I noticed you were looking over there all the time. What were you looking at?" Fang Yi asked curiously.

Liao Qian shook her head. "Nothing."

Soon, after filming several scenes in the evening, Liao Qian got on the nanny car and prepared to return to the hotel.

The assistant delivered the things to her room and left.

Liao Qian took a shower, put on a bathrobe, and was blow-drying her hair.

Then I heard the doorbell.

At this point, she thought Lily must have left something behind.

He walked over, opened the door, and when he saw the person outside, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he quickly closed the door.

Wu Cheng stood outside, stunned for a few seconds, thinking of her stunned expression just now, and subconsciously covered her chest...

After a while, the door opened again. She had changed into a white cotton home suit, a low-necked thin shirt, and white wide-legged pants. She stood in the door with a gentle and soft temperament. "Why are you here?"

"I think you have something to tell me."

Liao Qian thought of what happened last time again, and said stiffly, "Come in."

After closing the door, she turned around and saw Wu Cheng leaning against the wall looking at her, staring straight into her eyes, "Are you unhappy?"

"I agreed to treat you, and you agreed to it yourself."

"Want to hear the truth?"

"What?" Liao Qian asked subconsciously.

Wu Cheng took a few steps closer, his hands resting on the wall behind her, and looked down at her. His pupils were clear and bright under the lenses, his breath flowed down, and his voice was melodious and moving.

"Because I don't want to lose contact with you. I want to have dinner with you, I want to come to you, I want to look at you, I want... you to look at me too."

Liao Qian nervously leaned back. He was too close, so close that the faint birch scent on his body filled her nostrils. Her heartbeat seemed to speed up unconsciously. His words, "I want her to see him...", echoed in her ears for a long time.