An Jin didn't recognize this person, nor did she know why he was saving her. What if this was a trap set by the enemy?
Just as she was about to make her move, Lin Yuan happened to wake up at that moment.
Lin Yuan rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at An Jin in surprise: "Miss, you're awake? That's wonderful!"
Overjoyed, Lin Yuan laughed foolishly. In the years that followed, An Jin would tease him about it, saying, "Back then, you weren't nearly as shrewd as you are now. You were so silly that I didn't even want to lay a hand on you."
An Jin was stunned by Lin Yuan's smile, and let him hug her tightly: "That's great, it's so good that you're awake!"
After the initial excitement, Lin Yuan blushed. He took a few steps back, released An Jin, and cautiously inquired, "May I ask where you are from, young lady? Are you married? If not, what do you think of me?"
Men from aristocratic families are usually self-assured and polite in their dealings with others; while men from the streets are often unrestrained and speak freely and unrestrainedly. An Jin had never seen a man like Lin Yuan before, who not only had the appearance of a scholar but also the free and unrestrained spirit of a江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the martial arts world).
"You—" An Jin was about to say something when she suddenly realized that her clothes were loose and baggy, and she was immediately annoyed!
She had thought the man in front of her was a gentleman, but she never expected him to be taking advantage of her vulnerability!
Even a fool could see the murderous intent in An Jin's eyes, but because of her injuries, she could only lie down. Lin Yuan nervously swallowed and hurriedly explained, "I, I didn't do anything. I just saved you. I'm a respectable scholar!"
An Jin smiled gently, her slender fingers tapping lightly on the headboard twice. "In that case, come back with me and we'll get married!"
The morning sunlight streamed through the small window, casting a thin halo around An Jin. A gentle breeze tousled her disheveled hair, causing it to dance freely in the air, its color gradually changing from jet black to pale yellow.
Lin Yuan stared blankly, then unconsciously agreed, giving An Jin another silly smile.
Director Du watched from the side, grinning from ear to ear. He shouted, "Great!" Lu Qingyan and Fan Jing instantly snapped out of their acting. Without that warm, emotional atmosphere, the two were worse than strangers, especially Fan Jing, whose eyes seemed to hold shards of ice.
"What kind of person is he? Acting all arrogant like everyone owes him money. In terms of status, Sister Ruan, you're not much less influential than Fan Jing. Why is he giving you attitude?" Xu Wanran was the first to speak up for Lu Qingyan when she saw Fan Jing's cold attitude. She had seen how gentle Fan Jing was with Su Qin. Although Ruan Yunmeng wasn't anyone to Fan Jing, there was no need for him to be so indifferent.
Lu Qingyan didn't care. She wasn't a sentimental or sensitive person, so she didn't have the time to argue with Fan Jing about such a trivial matter.
Fan Jing's friendly attitude towards her was terrifying; did she not see that Su Qin's eyes held several knives even while they were just acting together?
"Okay, I'm not angry, why are you? We'll go out and have a get-together after Director Du finishes his work. Cheer up and have fun." Lu Qingyan said, pinching Xu Wanran's cheek. The girl blushed shyly.
Lu Qingyan went backstage to remove her makeup, took out a book, and pretended to be engrossed in reading it. Before she knew it, most of the time had passed.
Actually, she was a little absent-minded. As she turned the pages of the book, she imagined someone's face, which made the tips of her ears turn slightly red.
When Li Yan came in and saw her like this, she praised her for being studious.
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