"It smells so good!" one person exclaimed.
Xiaohua, noticing that the person speaking was not very familiar, said softly, "You're late, they've already finished eating."
"Just by smelling it, I can tell that nothing in the crew's kitchen tastes as good as this. Did you make it?" The man asked Xiaohua when she chimed in.
Xiao Hua shook her head, got up and cleared the plates and kitchen waste off the table. "It was Sister Wan Zheng who made it."
"I didn't expect Lu Wanzheng to cook such delicious food. Please cook for us next time."
Lu Wanzheng felt a little uncomfortable upon hearing this. She had barely interacted with the people in front of her, but she didn't show it on her face. She smiled awkwardly and said, "I'll make it for you when I have the chance."
That was just a polite way of putting it; they weren't close at all. Although they were filming in the same production team, Lu Wanzheng, An Ruoning, Ji He, and Mu Ziying were the three actors who had a better relationship.
The rest of the people were basically just nodding acquaintances.
not to mention……
These people have said a lot of bad things about her behind her back. She is petty and dislikes two-faced people the most.
The man who spoke could immediately tell that Lu Wanzheng was being perfunctory. He frowned, glanced at Lu Wanzheng, and then pulled the person next to him away.
Lu Wanzheng went into the kitchen and washed the dishes with Xiaohua.
Xiaohua complained, "I remember that person. Back in S City, he used to hang out with some staff and talk bad about you. And now he's thinking about eating your cooking? He's shameless." The more she thought about it, the angrier she got, and Xiaohua wiped the plates even harder.
Lu Wanzheng found it amusing to see Xiaohua's furrowed brows and constant muttering. "Even so, you don't need to take your anger out on the plate." She raised her hand to smooth Xiaohua's slightly furrowed brows. "Isn't it common for people to be nice to you on the surface but badmouth you behind your back? You can't be angry with everyone, can you? At worst, we can just ignore them."
"I just can't stand people like that. They had the nerve to badmouth me behind my back, and now they have the nerve to beg you for food. This is the first time I've ever eaten here, so why should he get to eat here?" Xiaohua said, her cheeks puffed out, her mouth pursed, and her eyes red-rimmed.
"Alright, alright, I'll cook for you again when we get back to Kyoto. But don't cry, I don't know how to comfort girls." Lu Wanzheng put on rubber gloves and washed the dishes with Xiaohua.
Xiao Hua first used dish soap to wash the dish, removing all the stains. Then she handed it to Lu Wanzheng, who washed away the remaining dish soap. The two had a clear division of labor, and in no time they had washed the dish clean.
The clear plate reflects a person's image.
After draining the water from the plate, Xiaohua put it in the cabinet.
...
As dinner time approached, Xiao Qifeng sat in his boss's chair, the cuffs of his white shirt rolled up to his elbows, his tie hanging loosely at the collar, his face expressionless.
His thin lips were slightly pursed, his dark eyes were fixed on the computer screen, and his fair and slender fingers tapped on the keyboard, making a "tap tap tap" sound.
Suddenly his fingers stopped, as if he had thought of something, and he stopped all the work he was doing.
He took out his phone and opened Weibo. He realized that he hadn't checked Weibo in a long time and didn't know if his little girl had posted anything recently.
He turned his wheeled executive chair to face the view outside.
He used to be able to chat with the girl when he was bored and look at her WeChat Moments, which were definitely more interesting than Weibo. But the girl blocked him, so he had to settle for Weibo.
He only follows one person on Weibo, has zero followers, and posts a few times, but if you click on them, you'll find that they are all reposts of Lu Wanzheng's Weibo posts.
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