Finally, Mo Jingjing added another sentence.
She doesn't need to care what these people think of her.
Hearing these words from Mo Jingjing, everyone was speechless for a moment, unable to find a retort.
Mo Jingjing had no interest in watching the bewildered looks on these people's faces and went straight upstairs to check on Cheng Meng's condition.
Before she could even put her foot down, a sobbing sound rang in her ears.
"Waaaaah~" Mo Yan Yan lowered her head slightly, tears streaming down her face, her voice filled with guilt as she sobbed, "I'm sorry, everyone, I'm so sorry, it's all my fault, I'm the one who made you all like this, I'm so sorry!"
Hearing Mo Yan Yan's inexplicable apology, everyone was completely confused and dumbfounded.
"No... Sister Yan, what's going on? Why are you apologizing? This is not your fault at all."
"Exactly, the person who should be apologizing right now isn't you."
"No, I really should apologize to everyone. I was being too dramatic. The journey here was too bumpy, and I was in a bad mood, so I threw a tantrum. I also wanted to stay in a nicer room, which upset Jingjing. But Jingjing, I'm the one who made you unhappy. Why did you take your anger out on someone else?"
"Last night I was wondering why you kept having people bring me food, and then I realized..."
Mo Yanyan sniffled, then looked as if she had just realized something. With just a few simple words, she laid down a terrifying and scheming conspiracy theory about Mo Jingjing.
Now, everyone looked at Mo Jingjing with even more complicated expressions.
"Don't think so highly of yourself. In my eyes, you're not even as good as a mouse. Originally, I didn't want to explain or care about this matter, but now I've changed my mind. Mo Yan Yan, you'd better hide your true colors well and don't let me find out, or I guarantee you're dead!"
After giving Mo Yanyan a final warning in a cold tone, Mo Jingjing stopped arguing with these people, turned around and left, going upstairs to take care of Cheng Meng.
Mo Jingjing left, bringing peace and quiet to the director, but causing him countless troubles.
Led by Mo Yanyan, a group of actors and some crew members joined forces to put pressure on the director.
"Waaaaah, Director Wu, I...did I do something wrong again? Mo Jingjing just said that to me like that...we still have a long time to work together, what if she causes trouble again? Will our filming still continue? Last time the filming went smoothly, and this time we even have a movie star, and the investment has increased, why are there so many obstacles..."
"Director Wu, even if Mo Jingjing brought her own funding to the production, her behavior just now was far too arrogant! Ignoring us is one thing, but she even dared to ignore you! Look how much respect we have for you!"
"Food poisoning is different from other illnesses; it can be serious or minor. If it really wasn't Mo Jingjing, why would she be so guilty and run away?"
"That's right, she did eat it last night, and a lot of it, but look at her, she's perfectly fine, she must have hidden the drug beforehand!"
“Director Wu, you are the director. If anything happens to the crew, you are the first person responsible. If you don’t take responsibility this time, there might be a next time.”
In the small courtyard, Mo Jingjing was completely unaware of what everyone was talking about, and was focused on taking care of Cheng Meng.
However, Su Mu already knew about this.
His source of information was none other than Director Wu.
“Su Mu, what happened tonight is no small matter. Although no one was killed, it has aroused public anger. I have done everything I can. Tomorrow, call and persuade Mo Jingjing to apologize to everyone and make peace with Mo Yanyan.”
Otherwise, even if he didn't want the investment Su Mu offered, he couldn't afford to lose everyone's trust and his authority as director because of Mo Jingjing.
The start of filming for a new drama means every day of delay is a waste of time. Replacing one person is easy, but replacing a group of people is not so simple.
"I see,"
After giving a cold, curt four-word reply, Su Mu hung up the phone.
A gloomy look hung over his handsome face, and Zhang Heng beside him also looked rather unwell.
"Su Mu, what do you plan to do now?" Zhang Heng asked, his clenched fists full of suppressed anger.
“Just as you thought, Brother Zhang, you arrange it, the sooner the better.” Su Mu glanced at Zhang Heng, saw through his thoughts, and spoke directly.
"Okay, I want to start your helicopter." This was the first time Zhang Heng had used Su Mu's equipment.
“Okay,” Su Mu nodded, as he had the same idea in mind.
"Then you pack your things, and I'll go pack mine too. It would be best to bring a doctor along, just in case." Having received a clear answer, Zhang Heng tossed out a sentence and turned to leave to go back and pack.
Looking up at Zhang Heng's departing figure, Su Mu took out his phone, made a call, said a few words, and then hung up to start packing his things.
Everyone has something they want to protect. Zhang Heng wants to protect Cheng Meng, and Su Mu wants to protect Mo Jingjing.
Now someone has crossed their bottom line and acted in a despicable and vile manner, which they cannot tolerate for even a moment.
Similarly, Mo Jingjing and Cheng Meng were also unaware of everything that happened between Zhang Heng and Su Mu tonight.
After a night's rest, Cheng Meng was in much better condition, which put Mo Jingjing at ease. Mo Jingjing was supposed to have a filming session this morning, but due to the unexpected situation last night, the director posted a message in the group chat in the early hours of last night, asking everyone to rest for a couple more days and that the filming could be postponed.
Eight o'clock in the morning.
Mo Jingjing helped Cheng Meng downstairs.
"Sister Meng, slow down. Sit here for a while. I'll go get your breakfast." After settling Cheng Meng in, Mo Jingjing immediately went to get breakfast, but a figure beat her to it.
"Sister Meng, here, this is millet porridge that's good for your stomach. It's very rare here. We specially saved this for you. This is the only bowl left, so drink it while it's hot."
She was a junior staff member on the production crew, usually in charge of everyone's costumes and such. Because Sister Meng had a good temper, she was kind to everyone on set in order to leave a good impression on Mo Jingjing, and also to leave a good impression on herself.
Cheng Meng was unaware of what had happened last night. Looking at the bowl of millet porridge, she gave the stagehand a grateful look and said, "Thank you. I was just hungry. The wild boar meat from yesterday was really something else. It was delicious, but it was so hard to digest."
"It's getting late, Jingjing, you should go have breakfast too." Cheng Meng turned to look at Mo Jingjing and urged her directly.
Yesterday, Mo Jingjing ate quite a lot, but she was feeling a bit unwell. She just managed to hold on. We've been taking such good care of her until now, she must be exhausted and starving.
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