Chapter 540 Secret Love Chapter 80
Hearing this, Song Zhiyuan looked over.
Shen Jingmo's grip on the chopsticks tightened, "No, the agent called to inform us of another filming time."
At this moment, Song Zhiwei suddenly came forward, stared at Shen Jingmo's eyes with a scrutinizing look, and lowered his voice and said, "Shen Jingmo, do you have any thoughts about my sister?"
The hand holding the chopsticks shook, and the steamed bun in his hand fell to the table in an instant.
"No, Sister Song took a lot of care of me in the past, so it's my responsibility to take care of Sister Song." After saying this, in order to hide his guilty conscience, he picked up the warm water beside him and took a sip.
He was choked again and coughed for a long time.
Song Zhiyuan came out and saw this scene, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay." Shen Jingmo's throat became hoarse from coughing.
Afraid that Song Zhiwei would bring it up again, Shen Jingmo quickly changed the subject and said, "Yuanyuan, I've finished eating. Let's get going."
"Okay." Song Zhiyuan packed up simply and the three of them set off for a nearby shopping mall.
Before they left, Song Zhiwei called his agent and asked him to send his assistant to lead the paparazzi and the illegitimate children to the West Side Furniture Store in the city, while the three of them went to the East Side Furniture Store.
The three of them stayed in the furniture store for nearly a whole day, picking out all the furniture they wanted to buy at once.
In the afternoon, the people from the furniture store delivered the furniture to Song Zhiyuan's apartment. Chen Jingmo and Song Zhiwei worked until late at night to put the piled furniture back to where it belonged.
In the next few days, Shen Jingmo continued to fly to various places for work.
Song Zhiwei turned down the boring filming and went home with his sister to stay for two days.
In the afternoon, Song Zhiwei sat in the doghouse on the balcony, playing with his Samoyed with a large bone. His eyes suddenly turned to his sister, who was curled up on the sofa reading a lesson plan.
It was Song Zhiyuan's first time working in a school, so she couldn't help but feel nervous. She had been reading lesson plans in her free time over the past two days.
"Sister, do you think Chen Jingmo is short of money recently? He's been taking all kinds of advertisements and is so busy that he doesn't even have time to rest. He was never like this before." Song Zhiwei saw Chen Jingmo's studio announce several advertisements in the morning, some of which were not as good as his worth.
After seeing these advertisements, he immediately realized that Shen Jingmo was a little abnormal.
Shen Jingmo's mother would send him money regularly every month. He had also taken on many films in recent years. Although his pay was not high at the beginning, now as his net worth increased, his pay had also increased dramatically, so he should not be short of money.
He really couldn't understand why Shen Jingmo was working so hard.
Song Zhiyuan turned his head and looked at Song Zhiwei.
Yesterday, when she went to deliver some fruit to her father's study, she overheard her father talking on the phone with Uncle Wu. He said that Shen's Group had recently run into problems with its projects and its capital chain was tight. Shen Jingmo's father was mortgaging money everywhere in an attempt to make up for the company's capital chain.
He even sold the house he bought with a second-married woman, and now he is still short of a lot of money.
Uncle Shen was too ruthless in the past and used tricks to drain Shen Jingmo's mother's company. Shen Jingmo was still in junior high school at the time and could not help at all. He could only watch the company go bankrupt and his mother fly abroad.
These have long been a grudge in Shen Jingmo's heart.
Perhaps Shen Jingmo knows the situation of Shen Group.
The reason why he works so hard to make money may be related to the Shen Group.
"Don't ask about Jing Mo's affairs. He may really be in urgent need of money." After saying this, Song Zhiyuan continued to look down at the documents.
"Oh." Song Zhiwei threw the bone to the dog in boredom, took out his cell phone and entered the game.
Holidays always slip away quietly without us noticing.
Monday finally came the day for Song Zhiyuan to report to the Agricultural University.
After a few days of gloom, the sky finally cleared up.
Everything went smoothly for Song Zhiyuan at school, and there were no accidents during the teaching process.
In order to stabilize the students, Song Zhiyuan followed the professor into the laboratory, and occasionally went to the Ministry of Agriculture for a few days to handle work. He was busy every day.
A heavy rain in Linjiang made the weather even colder.
Song Zhiyuan didn't bring an umbrella and was caught in the heavy rain on her way home from get off work.
After returning home, she immediately took a hot bath and drank brown sugar ginger tea.
Even so, I started to have a headache that night.
I thought I would be fine after a good night's sleep, but when I woke up the next morning I felt heavier, my head was foggy, my nose was runny, and my throat was sore.
Fortunately, today is the weekend and I don’t have to go to school.
She pulled her heavy body up, wrapped herself in a blanket, and walked from the bedroom to the living room with unsteady steps. She rummaged through the drawers of the coffee table for a long time but couldn't find any cold medicine.
She had no choice but to support her weak body and go to the kitchen. There was not even a drop of boiling water in the thermos, so she clumsily filled half a pot of water and put it on the gas stove.
She slowly returned to the bedroom, picked up the phone on the bedside table, and sent a message to Song Zhiwei.
"Xiao Wei, are you busy now? Or when you're done, please go to the pharmacy and buy me a box of cold medicine."
Hearing the humming sound of the kettle coming from the kitchen, Song Zhiyuan dropped his phone and went to the kitchen, poured a cup of boiling water and came back.
After waiting for a while, no new message popped up.
Maybe Song Zhiwei was still busy and didn't see the message.
Song Zhiyuan drank a cup of hot water and went back to sleep in the warm bed.
She only knew that no one replied to the message, but she didn't know that she had sent the message to the wrong person.
At the same time, in the filming crew far away in the suburbs, Shen Jingmo had just finished a shoot when his assistant immediately came forward to bring him a thermos cup and a heat pack.
In addition, an assistant put a down jacket on Shen Jingmo.
After taking a sip of hot water, Shen Jingmo stretched out his hand in front of the two of them, "Cellphone."
The assistant took the initiative to hand the phone in his pocket to Shen Jingmo.
Shen Jingmo opened his phone and saw a WeChat message pop up. After clicking it, he found out that it was sent by Song Zhiyuan.
Looking at the address, he knew that Song Zhiyuan must have sent it to the wrong person, but when his eyes swept over the cold medicine at the back, Shen Jingmo suddenly became nervous.
Could it be that Yuanyuan is sick?
Shen Jingmo quickly put on his down jacket and walked out.
The two young assistants following behind him followed in confusion, "Brother Chen, where are you going?"
"Take the car keys and follow me. Xiao Sun, go tell the director that I have something to take care of. The rest of the scenes will be filmed tomorrow." After saying this, Shen Jingmo strode out.
The assistant, nicknamed Xiao Sun, trotted over, trying to persuade him with a pale face, "Brother Chen, Director Zhang is notoriously strict in the industry. If you suddenly run away without saying anything, Director Zhang will definitely scold you when he finds out, and he might even replace the actor."
Xiao Sun spoke the following words in a low voice.
Director Zhang has done this kind of thing before. Once, an actor was late and left early, which made Director Zhang so angry that he directly replaced the actor and even posted a blog to imply the actor.
"We are halfway through filming, and it would be his loss to change the actor. Even if he is willing to change, just do it." Yuanyuan is more important than a play.
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