A morning of filming was still quite a challenge for Su Xiaoling.
Although she had previously taken on endorsements, they were all advertisements, such as print ads.
There wasn't enough time for filming.
Adding to the cold weather and her bad mood, she was completely devastated after the shoot.
After the shoot, Su Xiaoling wrapped herself in a down jacket and collapsed onto a recliner.
Screw your endorsement, screw Song Yansheng, do whatever you want.
Although that's what she thought, Su Xiaoling couldn't help but glance in Song Yansheng's direction.
He could be seen talking to someone from the production team beside him; he looked serious and meticulous.
His fair complexion made him exceptionally handsome and charming.
And Feng Xixi was standing not far from him, chatting and laughing with the director from earlier, her smile gentle and generous.
Su Xiaoling had to admit that they were actually quite a good match.
Pah!
She quickly stopped herself from thinking that Song Yansheng was hers and she couldn't push him away!
Absolutely not.
Su Xiaoling was about to go find Song Yansheng when she saw Feng Xixi and Song Yansheng walking towards her.
Feng Xixi was holding a small notebook.
These two look like a couple where the wife leads and the husband follows.
It's inexplicable, but it makes me uncomfortable.
Oh, right, she needs an autograph.
Su Xiaoling remained seated in the chair.
Wait for them to get closer.
Feng Xixi walked up to Su Xiaoling, handed her the notebook, and smiled sweetly, "Thank you."
Su Xiaoling smiled faintly and accepted it.
Just as he was about to sign his name, Feng Xixi suddenly said, "It's really cold today."
Song Yansheng, who was next to her, pursed his thin lips and did not speak. He took off the scarf from his neck and wrapped it around her neck.
Feng Xixi's smile widened.
With a touch of girlish shyness, she said, "Thank you."
Upon seeing this scene, Su Xiaoling's hand holding the pen tightened. The bitter and overwhelming feeling in her heart seemed to engulf her, so intense that it almost made it hard for her to breathe.
Song Yansheng can feel sorry for people too.
He would treat a girl with such care.
Heh~
She forced herself to remain calm.
He didn't just throw down his pen and leave.
Instead, he carefully and deliberately signed his name, stroke by stroke.
The signature was so forceful that it almost tore the paper.
"alright."
Su Xiaoling handed the notebook back to Feng Xixi, her voice a little hoarse.
She didn't look at Song Yansheng, not even glancing at him out of the corner of her eye.
She was afraid he would see her in such a disheveled state.
Song Yansheng remained aloof and silent throughout.
Feng Xixi keenly sensed the atmosphere between the two and couldn't help but speak up, "Miss Su, Yan Sheng and I are going to have dinner later. Why don't you come with us?"
Yan Sheng? They've already started calling each other so intimately.
They seem to have a good relationship.
"No."
Su Xiaoling straightened her clothes and said with a smile, "I still have work to do."
After saying that, she stood up, nodded to Feng Xixi, and stubbornly turned to leave.
Only after Su Xiaoling left did Feng Xixi turn around and look at Song Yansheng.
He was looking in the direction Su Xiaoling had left, his hands clenched into fists at his sides.
Are you really sure?
She blinked. Did she really just push that girl away like that? Won't she regret it?
Song Yansheng didn't speak, but suddenly coughed.
Seeing this, Feng Xixi quickly took off the scarf and said, "Here, take it back."
Song Yansheng lowered her eyes, glanced at the scarf in her hand, and then remembered Su Xiaoling's reddened eyes just now.
She looked away and said in a hoarse voice, "Throw it away."
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