Su Beibei stood in the room and walked slowly. She said, "I've been sitting and revising for two hours. My butt hurts."
Song Ci stared at Su Beibei's belly with envy. She said, "I heard from Li Li that you are pregnant?"
Su Beibei nodded, "Yes, it's been two months."
Knowing that Song Ci and Han Zhan were also preparing for pregnancy during this period, Su Beibei asked her: "There is no news between you and Han Zhan yet?"
"No."
Song Ci slumped down on the bed, the camera focused on her cheeks and chest. Her pajamas were low-cut, and lying there, the cleavage was very visible. Su Beibei glanced at her and said, "Pull your clothes up a little, don't let my child see any inappropriate scenes."
Song Ci cursed him for being too nosy, but still pulled the clothes around his neck.
"Beibei, you said I haven't gotten pregnant yet. Is there something wrong with my body and Brother Han's?" Last month, during their fertile period, they tried to have sex every day, but nothing happened. During this time, Song Ci was thinking about one thing -
Is there something wrong with one of them's health?
Su Beibei said, "It shouldn't be the case. You're young, so it should be easy for you to get pregnant. Besides, Han Zhan is only 32 years old, young and strong, so there's no problem with him having trouble getting pregnant."
"That's not necessarily true. Maybe my fallopian tubes are blocked?" This situation is not impossible.
"If you're really worried, just go check it out."
"I'll wait and see. If there's no sign of pregnancy in two months, Brother Han and I will go for a fertility check." Technology is advanced now, and if that doesn't work, we can also do in vitro fertilization.
"Okay."
"By the way, I'm going to film a movie. The script is written by a Hollywood gold medal screenwriter, Du Junfei is the director, and I'm the female lead." Although my role in the movie may only be 30 minutes after editing, I'm still the female lead!
Su Beibei was a little surprised, "You're going to be the female lead?" Su Beibei found it unbelievable, "What are you going to perform? Staring and pouting to act cute?" Apart from this, Su Beibei couldn't think of what other role Song Ci would play.
Song Ci was so angry that she hung up the phone.
Du Junfei was leaving for the United States tomorrow, and he moved back to the hotel from Shen Yubei's house the day before leaving.
Song Ci went to the hotel to sign the contract with him. She sat on the chaise longue in the hotel. She no longer had the arrogance and confidence she had before, and she looked like she was worried about something. Du Junfei knew that she was deliberately playing pitiful again, so he said, "Okay, stop pretending. What do you want to say?"
"Second Master!" Song Ci told Du Junfei about her worries. "Second Master, I know I'm good-looking and talented, but I've never acted before. Your drama is so impressive, from the creative team to the lead actors. I'm a rookie with no acting experience, and I'm worried I won't be able to perform in front of the camera."
Du Junfei snorted and said, "With your shamelessness, what can't you act in front of the camera?"
Song Ci didn't like hearing this. "No matter how thick-skinned I am, I'd still get nervous if I had multiple cameras pointed at my face at the same time."
"Don't be nervous, just focus on beauty." Du Junfei told Song Ci: "If you go back and read the script, you will know that the description of Rain in the whole play is very beautiful. She is incredibly perfect."
"In Coleman's eyes, Rain has no flaws. She is Angel, a woman who has been beautified to look like a nobody." Staring at Song Ci's face, Du Junfei said, "Your face really reflects your true colors."
Song Ci felt strange and asked Du Junfei, "Is Mr. Coleman's first love Asian?"
“It’s Chinese.”
"I see."
After signing the contract, Song Ci took the script of "Music Maniac" and left the hotel. When she arrived at the first floor of the hotel, she saw the old man standing in the hotel lobby.
She stopped and hesitated, then walked towards Coleman. "Colleman."
Hearing Song Ci calling him, Coleman turned around after a while.
Recognizing Song Ci, Coleman didn't nod or say anything, as if he didn't see her.
Song Ci had researched a lot of information on autistic people over the past couple of days and knew that a significant number of them wouldn't respond to your calls. So, seeing Coleman's reaction didn't surprise her. She told Coleman, "The weather is nice today. Mr. Coleman, you can go for a walk. Wangdong City is actually quite beautiful."
Coleman still looked up at the painting on the wall.
Realizing that Coleman might not even be listening, Song Ci felt embarrassed and started to leave. She had taken two steps when she heard Coleman speak something in French. Because of her mother, Song Ci could understand some simple French, but she couldn't speak it.
Song Ci understood what Coleman meant. He was saying—
"Would you like to take a walk with me?"
Song Ci turned around in surprise and found that Coleman was indeed looking at her.
Song Ci asked uncertainly in English: "Colleman, do you want me to take a walk with you?"
Coleman didn't like being asked questions, nor did he like answering them the same way he would answer a question. He looked away and said, "Would you like to walk with me?" This time, Coleman spoke in English.
Song Ci hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed. "Okay."
Song Ci was familiar with Wangdongcheng. She walked side by side with Coleman. The warm sun fell on Song Ci, coating her cold white skin with a layer of golden light, giving it an almost translucent luster.
Coleman looked at her and suddenly said something in French again, but this time Song Ci didn't understand.
They walked to the park on the bank of the Yulongyuan River and sat on a bench in front of a fountain. Song Ci was wearing light clothing, while Coleman was dressed warmly, but he didn't understand gentlemanly style and wouldn't give his coat to Song Ci.
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