Chapter 1979 How Could I Be Jealous 2



Seeing her nonchalant expression and tone, Fu Shiqin felt even more suffocated.

His brother and sister-in-law are dating, and their jealousy is considered romantic. But when he gets jealous, he's the only one who feels envious.

Ling Jiao straightened her costume and said softly.

"You can be jealous, but don't let it affect my work."

"I'll try my best," Fu Shiqin smiled.

Ling Jiao was resting and memorizing her lines for the next scene when Lin Mo arrived with his assistant.

"It's cold at night, so I had my assistant make some sweet white fungus soup. Would you like some?"

Before Ling Jiao could speak, Fu Shiqin spoke first.

“He’s been trying to control his weight lately, and he’s not eating anything at night, especially sweets.”

Her boyfriend is still here, is he blind? He's still coming over to fawn over her.

Ling Jiao gave him a strange look and smiled politely.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I really don't eat that lately."

Lin Mo laughed and said, "Eating just a little bit won't hurt. It's so cold, drinking some water will warm you up."

Ling Jiao hugged the hand warmer and shook her head firmly.

"No, you can eat it yourself."

When Lin Mo's assistant saw this, he chimed in to support him.

"Sister Lingjiao, Brother Lin saw that you were freezing yesterday and specifically told me to make this for you today."

Fu Shiqin looked at Ling Jiao and said with a smile.

"If you really can't finish all of this, just give it to me. I didn't eat enough for dinner."

I even made a special effort to prepare this, as if he were invisible here.

Lin Mo chuckled twice, but out of courtesy, he still had his assistant pour him a bowl.

Fu Shiqin took it and then spoke to Ling Jiao's assistant.

"Give her ginger soup; it'll warm her up and won't make her gain weight."

After saying that, he started eating the white fungus soup that Lin Mo had brought him.

Ling Jiao took the thermos containing ginger soup from her assistant and began to drink the ginger soup he had prepared.

Lin Mo sat to one side with a stiff, awkward smile on his face. After finishing his meal, he left with his assistant.

Ling Jiao watched him walk away before speaking to Fu Shiqin beside her.

"Why were you being so sarcastic and sarcastic towards Senior Brother Lin?"

“He started it with those sarcastic remarks,” Fu Shiqin said with a self-righteous snort. “I’m still here, why is he coming here to fawn over me?”

"Why are you so jealous? We're all in the same group and graduated from the same school, it's normal for us to look out for each other. You're overthinking it," Ling Jiao explained.

This kind of mutual care is very common when filming; he's always thinking about it.

“I’m a man, I understand men better than you do, and I know better than you what men are after when they fawn over women,” Fu Shiqin said.

Ling Jiao looked at him and said, "Then you didn't try to curry favor with me."

“I’m your boyfriend, it’s perfectly legitimate.” Fu Shiqin raised his chin and smugly hummed.

"You're really overthinking it. Senior Brother Lin always takes good care of his juniors in the same group when filming," Ling Jiao gently advised, hoping he could let go of his prejudices and stop causing her trouble.

Fu Shiqin remained unmoved. He wasn't exactly a caring person, otherwise he wouldn't have had so many ex-girlfriends.

If he doesn't keep a close eye on things now, his girlfriend might become his ex-girlfriend.

Ling Jiao was about to say something when the assistant director came over to tell her to prepare for the next scene.

She hurriedly took off her down jacket, straightened her costume sleeves and hair, and rushed over to film the next scene.

Fu Shiqin sat there, pondering how to stop them from filming their kissing scene the next day.

He couldn't even bear to think about that scene, let alone watch them film a kissing scene tomorrow.

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