After ending her call with Fu Shiyi, Ling Jiao began filming the last scene of the night.
Because it was a scene filmed in the rain, it was scheduled to be shot just before the day ended so that we could go back and warm up after filming.
Fu Shiqin asked his assistant to go to the car and turn on the heater, while he stayed at the scene to keep him company.
However, rain scenes are not easy to film, especially in the cold winter.
The water was freezing cold on my body, but I still had to do my best to complete the scene and control my expressions and emotions.
Even though Ling Jiao is usually very skilled, she had to do three takes before she could finish filming, and ended up being soaked in the rain for half an hour.
After finally finishing filming, Fu Shiqin immediately took the ginger soup he had prepared in a thermos and brought it over.
"Have a few sips first, then hurry to the changing room. The heating is on, and the clothes and hair dryer are ready."
As Ling Jiao walked, she took a few sips of hot ginger soup from her cup. When she heard Fu Shiqin's words, she looked at him in surprise.
Although her assistant usually arranges some daily life matters, she has never been so meticulous and thoughtful. Not only did they prepare ginger soup to ward off the cold in advance, but they also prepared everything she needed for the changing room.
"What are you looking at me for? Go change your clothes." Fu Shiqin urged.
Ling Jiao rushed to the changing room, changed out of her wet clothes, and put on clean, warm casual wear.
Just as she was about to blow-dry her hair, Fu Shiqin knocked on the door from the outside.
"Ling Jiao, are you done yet?"
She opened the door and let him in, drying her hair with a towel as she spoke.
"Okay, I'll leave after I finish drying my hair."
"Alright, sit down and drink your soup first," Fu Shiqin said, then went over and plugged in the hair dryer.
Ling Jiao held the thermos containing ginger soup and looked at him strangely.
What are you going to do?
"Sit down," Fu Shiqin said, gesturing to a chair.
Ling Jiao sat down with her cup in her hand and heard the buzzing of a hairdryer behind her. She could vaguely feel warm fingers touching her scalp and playing with her hair.
She held the cup, momentarily stunned.
In fact, she has never liked having overly close physical contact with people.
However, it seems that Fu Shiqin always manages to easily break this taboo.
After a while, she muttered to herself.
"With your skills in taking care of girls, you shouldn't be unable to win over your crush."
Fu Shiqin didn't hear clearly, so he turned off the hair dryer and asked.
"What did you say?"
“I’m telling you, with your ability to take care of people, you shouldn’t be unable to win over your crush,” Ling Jiao repeated her words.
Fu Shiqin chuckled dryly, "Maybe she still thinks I'm not good enough."
After he finished speaking, he continued to blow-dry her hair.
Ling Jiao held the cup, took a sip of ginger soup, and let him help dry her hair.
Fu Shiqin put away the hair dryer and asked.
"If you still feel cold, stay a little longer before you leave."
"No need, I'm much better now," Ling Jiao said, putting on her down jacket.
The two returned to the car, where the assistant was already waiting, and the heating was on full blast.
"Sister Ling, the Second Young Master specifically instructed me to come to the car first and turn on the heater, just in case you get cold."
Ling Jiao glanced at Fu Shiqin sitting next to her and said, "You don't need to go to so much trouble. Your assistant will take care of it."
"We agreed to practice," Fu Shiqin said, bringing up the excuse he had used to practice pleasing girls.
Ling Jiao was speechless. He said it was for practice. If she pressed him further, it would seem as if she had something to hide.
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