Chapter 39 Tiptoeing and Slowly Approaching
Sang Wan blinked dazedly.
"Didn't you promise to feed me something sweet?"
Sang Wan suddenly felt her face getting even hotter.
Although I have flirted with him before, I have never thought of actively feeding him.
"I just taught you, don't say you don't know how."
Sang Wan bit her lip, looking at the man's sexy lips and rolling Adam's apple in front of her, as if she was bewitched, and slowly leaned forward on tiptoe.
Outside the door, Bai Wei and Qi Qi watched the time with a smile. The director, who came over to urge them, left coquettishly after learning that President Lu was in the dressing room, and considerately moved Sang Wan's scene to the back.
Song Ziqian was unhappy. Why did it take so long to touch up her makeup?
She could have finished filming earlier and left work earlier, as she had to go to the airport to pick someone up in the evening.
But now it seems that Sang Wan will delay it.
She asked the director for leniency, and the director smiled and said, "No rush, no rush."
For a long time, the man seemed insatiable and kept sucking on her lips.
However, the cell phone in his pocket rang at an inopportune time.
Lu Tingzhou seemed not to hear, so Sang Wan pushed him.
"cell phone."
Finally having a chance to catch her breath, she lay softly on his chest, listening to his pounding heartbeat.
As fast as hers.
Lu Tingzhou slowed down, raised his hand and took out his phone. It was Lin Hao calling.
"Hello."
The voice was hoarse, clearly unhappy.
Lin Hao's nervous voice came, "Mr. Lu, time is almost running out."
He was originally going to the North Suburbs Airport, but because he missed the girl in his arms so much, he left two hours early and headed all the way north to the film and television city.
Lu Tingzhou hung up the phone, hugged the person in his arms tighter, and said in a deep voice: "I will have someone send things to your grandfather regularly. Xu Shiming won't dare to touch him again."
Sang Wan nodded, "Thank you!"
"During this period, I...I might be quite busy. Take good care of yourself."
Sang Wan didn't think it was a big deal. After all, he was very busy every day.
Of course she is busy too.
Watching the man walk away, Sang Wan finally realized that she hadn't even asked him why he came suddenly.
Lu Tingzhou came out of the dressing room. The people outside the door had been sent away by Bai Wei. When he left with his long legs, his collar was slightly messy.
Passing by Bai Wei, he said calmly, "Let the makeup artist go in and touch up her makeup."
After saying that, he left directly from the side door and got into a black Maybach not far away.
As he turned his eyes, he saw Song Ziqian holding a script not far away through the car window, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Song Ziqian was also looking at him until his car left.
My sister landed at 6pm today, and he's still here with Sang Wan...
What should I do when my sister comes back?
"Sister Qian, your show will start soon. Let's go back to Shenzhen together tonight."
Xu Mingyue didn't have much of a role to begin with, she was just a cameo appearance, eating and playing around on the set.
She wanted to follow Lu Jinxuan when he left in the morning, but she had a scene in the afternoon where she would have to show her face, so she was reluctant to give it up.
After all, there are not many opportunities to show your face in this drama.
When Sang Wan came out, she had put on new makeup. The blush on her face had faded, but her lips seemed plump.
Song Ziqian gritted her teeth. When Lu Tingzhou dumped Sang Wan, she would let everyone know that Sang Wan was a resourceful person.
She silently said in her heart: Sang Wan, nothing good will happen to you, Lu Tingzhou will not be yours.
"Mingyue, can you do me a favor?"
She glanced at Sang Wan, then turned to look at Xu Mingyue.
"Sister Qian is so polite to me, just say it."
Although Xu Mingyue didn't know who Song Ziqian's backer was, when no one was willing to help her, the only one she could count on was Song Ziqian.
What's more, she doesn't like Sang Wan. The enemy of my enemy is my friend, so the same goal is the prerequisite for them to be together.
Song Ziqian whispered in her ear for a while.
Xu Mingyue's face began to look a little worried. "I can help with this, but if Lu Tingzhou finds out that I'm up to something..."
She still remembers what happened that night clearly.
Song Ziqian frowned. "You don't even have this much courage. How can you compete with Sang Wan? Even if the Sang family is not doing well, it's worth billions. Can you earn that? If you don't use some tricks, how can you live a good life?"
Xu Mingyue thought for a moment, gritted her teeth and nodded, "Okay, I have a way to get Sang Wan back."
The two of them couldn't help but stare at Sang Wan who had already started acting not far away.
In the evening, Sang Wan had two night shows, and it was almost dawn when they finished work.
She leaned against the car and looked at her cell phone, but there was no message from the man.
Are you still busy at this time?
Sang Wan tapped the phone lightly with her slender fingers and sent a few words.
Sang Wan: Are you asleep?
The other party did not answer.
She checked her phone from time to time, and the man only replied after she returned to the villa, washed up, and lay down on the bed.
Sponsor: I just finished my work. It’s too late. Go to bed early.
Sang Wan wanted to see him, but thinking that he had been rushing around during the day and must be very tired by now, she replied with "Good night".
For two consecutive days, Lu Tingzhou did not video chat with Sang Wan at night.
The reply was very brief, just saying that there was a lot of work at the company and he was very busy, and asked her to take care of herself.
After work, Sang Wan nestled in the soft sofa, holding a wine glass in one hand, while the fingertips of the other unconsciously swiped across the man's name on the phone screen.
My heart felt like it was being gently scratched by a cat's paw, itchy and a little empty.
She missed him, especially on a night like this.
That kind of longing, like a vine, quietly wrapped around her heart, getting tighter and tighter.
Finally the weekend arrived.
Sang Wan thought, no matter how busy a person is, they should always have a moment to breathe on the weekend.
On Sunday afternoon, I made a video call to him, thinking he might be resting at home.
“Beep…beep…”
After a few rings, the video invitation was hung up.
Sang Wan frowned slightly, her fingertips pausing on the screen.
Soon, Lu Tingzhou sent a message: I'm outside and it's not convenient to video chat.
The man's voice was low and magnetic, but it carried a hint of imperceptible anxiety, as well as a gentleness that he deliberately suppressed.
Sang Wan's heart sank suddenly.
Before she could think about it, a woman's voice came faintly from the other end of the phone, very delicate.
"Tingzhou, there are too many people."
The sound was very soft, but like a thin needle, it pierced Sang Wan's eardrum accurately.
Sang Wan's fingertips holding the phone turned slightly white.
"Well, you go ahead and get busy." She tried to make her voice sound calm.
"Be good." Lu Tingzhou's voice returned to its usual cold and clear tone, but the ending tone seemed to carry a hint of soothing.
The phone was hung up.
Sang Wan stared blankly at the darkened screen of her phone. The empty feeling in her heart was instantly filled with an inexplicable emotion, making her feel a little breathless.
At this time, Uncle Liu called.
"Miss, the old man has had a bad stomach these past two days. He has a bit of a stomach ache and a fever."
Sang Wan's heart suddenly rose to her throat. "Is it serious? Have you seen a doctor?"
"The doctor examined me and said it was a gastrointestinal cold. He prescribed some medicine, but my fever didn't go down and I just don't look energetic." Uncle Liu's voice was filled with worry.
"Uncle Liu, thank you for your hard work. You need to pay more attention tonight."
After hanging up the phone, Sang Wan felt anxious.
Uncle Liu wouldn't have called her if he wasn't anxious.
Xiao Yan saw her in a daze and walked over.
"What are you thinking about? Why are you so absorbed?"
Sang Wan came back to her senses, but the worry in her eyes had not dissipated.
"What happened?"
Xiao Yan was a professional actor and was very good at managing expressions and observing micro-expressions.
"My grandpa is sick." Sang Wan's voice was filled with unconcealable worry.
Xiao Yan pursed his lips and said, "If you're really worried, just tell the director and go back tomorrow. It's not too far."
Sang Wan nodded, fearing that she would not feel at ease if she didn't go back to see her.
Sang Wan looked through the notices on her phone. Her scenes on Monday were not that heavy, and it seemed that she had no scenes in the morning.
Xiao Yan also glanced at the notice and said gently, "Let's work overtime and move tomorrow afternoon's scenes to today. The scenes for everyone else will be postponed as appropriate."
Sang Wan nodded, that was exactly what she meant.
"I'll go talk to the director."
Xiao Yan said that others would definitely not have any objections. After all, many other actors had more experience than Sang Wan, and he was afraid that they would have objections.
After all, everyone is here, and many of them have already put on makeup.
Sang Wan smiled gratefully, "Thank you very much. I'll treat you to dinner when I get back."
Xiao Yan smiled, "Eating is too much of a luxury for us. We want to eat but can't eat too much, it's torture. I heard you can paint, so why not give me a painting? Don't let me indulge in a meal and exercise for two hours."
Sang Wan blinked. "How do you know I can draw?"
"Aren't you studying fashion design? Anyone who studies design can draw, and you shared a painting of yours on Weibo. It's pretty good."
Xiao Yan's gentle voice made Sang Wan feel comfortable chatting with him.
"I didn't expect you to read my Weibo. Okay, if you don't mind, I'll draw you a picture."
Xiao Yan nodded and stood up, "I'll go talk to the director and get ready to work overtime."
Sang Wan was very grateful to him. After a few days, she found that this man was not arrogant at all.
Thinking that he could go back to see his grandfather tomorrow, Sang Wan felt much more at ease.
Although today will be a bit hard, it is worth it to have a day off.
The next morning, Sang Wan returned to Shenzhen.
It takes three hours to drive from the film and television base to the Bauhinia Sanatorium, crossing the city, and it was almost ten o'clock when we arrived.
Grandpa's complexion really isn't very good, he looks weak and out of breath.
"Wanwan, I called you yesterday because I was worried. Why did you come back? Grandpa is fine now. His fever went away late last night."
"I'm worried, I can only feel at ease after coming back to see you."
Sang Wan sat down beside her grandfather's bed and asked about his condition carefully.
The doctor came over at this time and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Miss Sang, the old man's condition has stabilized and the fever has subsided. It's just that he is old, so his recovery is slower. It's nothing serious."
After hearing this, Sang Wan finally felt relieved.
She had lunch with the old man in the nursing home, and as she watched him fall asleep, an idea flashed through her mind.
I came back in a hurry and still have some time. Do you want to go to Lu's to see him?
Give him a surprise.
After all, we haven't had a good chat these past few days.
In fact, it was mainly because Sang Wan felt that Lu Tingzhou was not as enthusiastic towards her as he was a few days ago, which made her feel a little uneasy.
Having made up her mind, she went out to buy some refreshments.
The car stopped in front of the Lu Group Building. Sang Wan took a deep breath, picked up her beautifully packaged handbag, and walked in wearing high heels.
Unexpectedly, this time the security guard did not stop her, but respectfully escorted her to the elevator.
The elevator rose smoothly and soon stopped on the top floor where Lu Tingzhou's office was located.
"bite--"
The elevator door slowly opened.
Sang Wan walked out with a faint smile.
The scene less than five meters ahead of her froze the smile on her face instantly, and her feet seemed to be nailed to the spot, unable to move.
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