Chapter 81 National Little Wife

"Thank you for your hard work." Xia Zhi came over to wipe her sweat, "We still have three scenes this afternoon. We can rest after we finish filming."

For several days in a row, Li Qinghe had to shoot night scenes in the crew. Li Qinghe had not returned to the Jiang family for a week and had been staying in the hotel arranged by the crew.

"I'm so tired." Zhang Heng was even worse off than her. He didn't know how many times he was asked to reshoot the whole morning. During the lunch break, he lay on the chair and didn't want to move at all.

"Li Qinghe, let's act out a scene later." Zhang Heng was really scared. Although Ning looked gentle and easy to get along with from a distance, she was very clear-headed during the filming.

As long as there was a little flaw, they would have to start over. Zhang Heng had been beaten to the point where he only had one bar of health left to survive.

It would be fine if he was the only one in the show, but there were too many scenes of him and Li Qinghe as rivals. Although Zhang Heng was careless, he was very responsible. He didn't want to implicate Li Qinghe because of himself.

"Eat first." His agent was holding a lunch box beside him. "Little ancestor, your health is very important. You didn't even have breakfast this morning."

Zhang Heng had no appetite and wanted to concentrate on the script. He quickly took the script and sat next to Li Qinghe. Seeing that she was still eating lunch, he was not in a hurry. "You eat first. I'll watch you and get the feeling."

Xia Zhi: “…” If you don’t want to eat, please don’t disturb our artist.

Having someone watching you eat next to you can really affect your appetite.

Zhang Heng didn't care at all, immersed in the script, and shouted angrily, "He Wanqiu, do you have a conscience?"

Zhang Heng has a nice voice, but it’s usually too casual, which makes it easy for people to ignore his voice.

"There's a lack of emotion here." Li Qinghe put down her chopsticks, her delicate brows slightly twisted, "Fu Jingchen was unruly at first, but because of He Wanqiu, he gradually matured. There's too much anger in this sentence, there should be more sadness."

The cynical young master opened his heart to a woman for the first time, but it ended badly. He should be furious, but also sad.

"No wonder." Zhang Heng patted his head, thought for a moment, and asked her again, "No, that's not right. I remember when you were filming love scenes before, you were even more clueless than me."

After a pause, Zhang Heng suddenly remembered, "Okay, I get it. You have experience."

Oh, look at his sly mouth. Li Qinghe has Mr. Jiang, so how can she not know how to fall in love?

Li Qinghe glanced at him and said, "I got some inspiration from the novel."

Zhang Heng became interested, "What novel?"

"The domineering president fell in love with me." After Li Qinghe finished speaking, he felt something was wrong, "You can watch the Little Sweet Wife of the Republic of China."

Zhang Heng: "...No, I suddenly feel that this matter needs to be done for real."

Xia Zhi couldn't help but complain, "But you are still single, single since birth, young man."

Zhang Heng: “…” Do singles have no human rights now?

After lunch, Li Qinghe prepared to act with Zhang Heng. Ning Congyuan also finished lunch and walked towards them, "Li Qinghe, I have something to tell you."

Xia Zhi glanced at Li Qinghe and blinked, "Well, can I go too?"

Secretary Liu issued a strict order that the two must not be left alone together.

Ning Congyuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, his voice was gentle, but with a hint of loneliness, "For the remaining filming scenes, I need to check with you."

Li Qinghe had previously asked Ning Congyuan for permission, saying that he had something to do at the end of December, so he wanted to finish filming his part first.

"Okay." Li Qinghe stood up and glanced at Xia Zhi, "Xia Zhi, wait for me here."

As a director, Ning Congyuan has his own lounge, but it is very simple.

"There's no tea here. Would you like some water?" Ning asked her from a distance.

"It's okay, I just drank." Li Qinghe shook his head and looked at Ning Congyuan. These days, Ning Congyuan is actually working harder than them as actors.

He has a greater workload, and as he is very demanding of his work, he will keep a close eye on the entire shooting process. He is always highly focused throughout the day.

After more than half a month of filming, Ning Congyuan looks much more mature than before, with a tired look, but with a decadent maturity.

Ning Congyuan sent her the schedule and said, "You have too many scenes. It will be very hard if you finish filming as soon as possible."

Li Qinghe took a quick look at the schedule, and it was indeed packed with activities, including filming at night. There was very little time for rest throughout the day.

"Sure, then please guide me." Li Qinghe's attitude was very polite, yet a little distant.

Her expression was indifferent, and even with a peaceful smile on her face, one could still feel her indifference.

Ning Congyuan felt a pain in her heart. When she thought that she had done this for Jiang Jingxing, jealousy spread.

Pulling the corner of his mouth, Ning Congyuan tried his best to not look so ruthless, "May I ask the reason?"

The door was closed, and he was the only one in the lounge. Ning Congyuan sat on the sofa, feeling lonely, covering his face with his hands, his mind seemed to be about to explode.

All I remembered was Li Qinghe's eyes with a faint smile, and she said, "I'm going to marry Jiang Jingxing."

From the beginning, he was an outsider. His feelings were not needed.

But Ning could never forget the first time she met Li Qinghe, when she had her hair tied up and was mixing cocktails in the bar in a chic manner.

It's a pity that we are destined to be together but not to be together.

After the filming was over, it was already ten o'clock. Li Qinghe had worn high heels all day, and blisters had formed on her heels. However, she had simply treated them these days and continued filming. Day after day, the wounds had begun to become inflamed.

"Do you want to take a day off tomorrow to go to the hospital?" Xia Zhi looked a little worried. She had persuaded Li Qinghe many times. But Li Qinghe insisted not to go.

As expected, Li Qinghe still shook his head and refused, "Continue to apply the medicine tonight."

Xia Zhi glared at Li Qinghe unhappily and said deliberately, "That won't work. If Mr. Jiang finds out, I'll be in big trouble."

Based on her understanding of Li Qinghe, everything would be easy if she could bring in President Jiang.

While we were talking, we had already arrived at the hotel.

Xia Zhihui helped Li Qinghe in, and before she reached the elevator, she felt a cold gaze sweeping over her.

Only Mr. Jiang can give her this creepy feeling.

She quickly turned her head and saw Jiang Jingxing, who was wearing a suit, with his hands clasped in his lap, looking at them with cold eyes.