"Let's ask screenwriter Li for the address while we still have time."
"I'll pick you up from the villa tomorrow morning."
Back row.
Li Jing couldn't see Xia Nuan's expression clearly.
Seeing that Xia Nuan didn't speak, they assumed she was tired.
"What are you doing?"
Xia Nuan repeated the same sentence.
But there was no response for a long time.
study.
Li Dongyang was playing a game and didn't see his phone charging.
At this time, I was completely focused on the game.
Fortunately, it was his foot that was injured, not his hand, otherwise it would have been so boring.
After the game ended, Li Dongyang limped towards the bedroom, where his phone was quietly charging on the bedside table.
He lay down on the bed and started playing on his phone.
The leisurely days were fine at first.
But after a while, he found it quite boring to stay at home like that.
Li Dongyang had just lay down in bed and turned on his phone when he saw Xia Nuan's message.
I checked the time and it had been half an hour since I left the message.
I checked the time and it was almost 11 o'clock.
However, Xia Nuan is a night owl, so she probably hasn't gone to sleep yet at this hour.
"I didn't see your phone charging, what happened?"
Two seconds later, a few words appeared on Li Dongyang's phone screen.
"Jingjie said she wants to visit you and asked if it's convenient for you?"
"No need, it's just a scrape, nothing to be excited about. It'll be fine in a few days."
"Okay, then I'll tell her."
"You're still awake so late?" Li Dongyang asked.
"Not yet, I just got off work."
"What would you like to eat for lunch tomorrow? I'll bring it over for you."
"No need, I injured my foot, not my hand. Besides, food delivery on my phone is very convenient; I can just order and have it delivered right to my door."
On the other end of the phone.
Xia Nuan stared at her phone in silence for a while.
I stared at my phone screen for a long time without it moving.
There was only one thought in my mind: how could this man be so clueless about romance?
"Okay, that's settled then. I'll bring you some soup tomorrow."
"Okay, I'm home now. Let's talk again tomorrow when I get there."
Li Jing drove Xia Nuan to her doorstep, rolled down the car window, and asked, "How is it? Has Screenwriter Li returned?"
He said he didn't need to go.
"Alright then, I'll head back now."
"I'm exhausted these past few days, so I'll sleep in tomorrow."
Li Jing rubbed her slightly sore neck and did a stretching exercise. "The New Year's Eve party is coming soon. I ordered a dress for you from abroad. It should arrive in a few days. Please check your mail."
“Other actors who rent clothes end up having to pay for them if they get dirty. But with our custom-made clothes, we can do whatever we want without having to worry about what others think.”
Li Jing knew Xia Nuan's personality all too well.
It's safer to have your own custom-made dress.
"Sister Jing, you don't need to pick me up tomorrow. I'll take a taxi myself."
"Why?" Li Jing asked, puzzled.
I'm here to pick you up, which is a two-way street, so why would I need to take a taxi?
In the darkness, Xia Nuan stood at the front gate of the villa.
A tall, slender figure was stretched out long under the streetlight.
Inside the car, Li Jing stared at her for a long time, seemingly wanting an answer from her.
"I'm going to visit a friend; his place is quite close to the filming location."
"friend?"
Li Jing felt something was off, but then again, it didn't seem like there was a problem. She nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go there tomorrow."
"Drive slowly on the road."
......
For three consecutive days, Xia Nuan would deliver meals and soup to Huanhuaxi at 11 a.m. every day before leaving.
Day four.
The doorbell rang at Li Dongyang's house.
The injured Li Dongyang seemed to be starting to enjoy Xia Nuan's kindness towards him.
Thinking to myself, "I have the key, why am I ringing the doorbell?"
He got up and limped along on one leg, slowly making his way to the door.
"Didn't you bring your keys?"
The words had barely left his mouth.
Li Dongyang felt a pang of unease when he saw the person appear at the door.
"Dongyang, I've finished filming over there, so I came here today to check on your injured foot. This is some soup I got for you from the place where we often have soup."
When Li Dongyang saw that the person standing at the door was Shuang, the smile on his face vanished instantly.
With a gloomy face, he asked, "What are you doing here?"
"Dongyang, I know..."
Before Shuang could finish speaking, Li Dongyang interrupted her, "You know I can't believe you came back, so why did you? Aren't you just looking for trouble?"
You pursed your lips, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopped.
"Dongyang, I know I wronged you before, but I really know I was wrong."
"Can you give me a chance to atone for my sins? Let me take care of you."
"No need, I have nothing to say to you."
"I've explained it all, don't you understand?"
“We’ve already broken up, what’s the point of you doing this?” Li Dongyang, who was a head taller than You Shuang, leaned against the door and looked down at You Shuang.
Their relationship ended the moment she fell in love with someone else.
How is this any different from what she said about having a girlfriend she dated?
Yes, there really is.
"Dongyang, I came here today just to tell you that I was really deceived back then."
"I pursue my dreams, I want a big house, but I didn't see the dangers in this industry clearly."
"I want to terminate my contract, but the company is demanding 5 million yuan in compensation. Dongyang, I really..."
At this point, You Shuang began to choke up.
Li Dongyang stared at her. "Didn't you choose this path yourself?"
There are no shortcuts in life, only one step at a time. Someone may be willing to give you the lead role, but have you considered their needs?
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