9:30 a.m.
In the dressing room of the film and television base, for the crew of "The Flames of War," the atmosphere was somewhat tense.
Director Li Mo paced back and forth with his hands behind his back.
The makeup artists had nothing to do but apply makeup to the other supporting actors who arrived earlier.
The current filming schedule is all at the behest of the Gu family, trying to arrange Su Qianqian's time reasonably so that she can finish filming as soon as possible.
Her scene was the first one today. She was supposed to get ready at 9:00 and start filming at 9:30, but we haven't even seen her yet.
The later ensemble scenes wouldn't have been able to be filmed without Lin Wan.
"Qianqian hasn't arrived yet?" Li Mo finally couldn't help but ask.
The newly appointed assistant director next to him quickly took out his phone: "I'll contact her assistant right away."
Meanwhile, in the underground parking garage of Genting Apartments.
Ling Wei and Fang Qing stood beside Su Qianqian's van, their faces tense.
Xiao Chen was standing next to the driver's seat, also checking the time.
Ling Wei's phone showed five missed calls from the film crew.
Fang Qing's phone wasn't doing much better; messages kept popping up, all inquiries from the crew's production assistants and assistant directors.
"Qianqian hasn't replied yet," Fang Qing said in a low voice, sounding helpless.
They've been waiting here since eight o'clock, sending a bunch of messages, but nothing has come of it.
Ling Wei pursed her lips and glanced to the side.
Not far away, beside the luxurious Rolls-Royce, Assistant Zhao, dressed in a suit, was also standing quietly waiting.
Young Master Chengyu still hasn't come down.
Who dares to go upstairs and urge them?
——
Top floor, master bedroom.
On the soft, spacious bed, Su Qianqian nestled in the fluffy quilt, only half of her fair and delicate face showing.
Her eyelashes were closed, and her breathing was even; she was clearly still in a deep sleep.
A small section of pale arm, exposed outside the blanket, draped limply over the pillow.
Gu Chengyu had already tidied up the bedside.
He came in again after he had eaten breakfast.
He leaned down slightly, gently stroking Su Qianqian's head with his large hand, his voice extremely soft: "Qianqian, wake up."
"Didn't you say we had to start work at nine o'clock?"
"Mmm..." Su Qianqian, still asleep, rubbed her face against the pillow, but instead of waking up, she buried her face even deeper into it.
She made a muffled sound of resistance, "No, I'm still so sleepy..."
Looking at her charming and obedient appearance, Gu Chengyu felt both tenderness and a lingering desire in his phoenix eyes.
He recalled last night, how she tried to escape but had nowhere to hide, her slender waist firmly held in his grasp, and how she could easily pull back into his arms and be even more unrestrained if she tried to move even an inch away.
At that moment, she raised her fragile neck, the sobs escaping her small mouth mixed with an unbearable tremor, her whole being like a tender flower branch swaying in the wind and rain, presenting a pure and lustful, snow-white beauty.
The thrill and sense of conquest brought about by the extreme contrast almost overwhelmed him.
Thinking of this, Gu Chengyu's Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably, and he missed her again in an instant.
But last night, he restrained himself, mindful that she had to go back to work today, and did not harass her recklessly until late at night.
Why is she still sleeping in so much this morning? She's already exceeding her normal sleep duration.
Gu Chengyu pondered for a moment.
Could it be because the little girl hasn't been able to get up for over a month without him showing her affection, making her particularly unable to bear it, which is why she's been so slow to get up today?
In fact, Su Qianqian's body, which had been too tired and weak some time ago, was being nourished without her noticing.
She was more tired than usual because she needed enough sleep to better digest and restore her physical condition and energy.
Gu Chengyu patiently tried again, attempting to lift her out of bed.
"Listen to me, or we'll be late."
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