Chapter 173 Lovers Should Watch the Snow Together
"Well, you guessed it."
Xie Jingcheng spread out her palm, and on it was a small platinum hairpin inlaid with gems, with an exquisite shape.
"This is a gift for you."
Song Qingxing had seen many high-end gems in her life. She could recognize at a glance that this was a real gem, and a relatively expensive one at that. She was speechless for a moment.
“Why buy such an expensive thing…”
But it's obvious that this look was carefully selected for me, and it would be a bit embarrassing if I didn't accept it.
“Not expensive.”
For rich people, one dollar is one dollar, and ten thousand is also one dollar. Besides, spending this little money on someone you like is nothing.
"Have you finished filming your scene?"
Song Qingxing reached out and took the hairpin in her palm, holding it up to the winter sun. The winter sun was not hot, but the sunlight reflected on the gem was still so dazzling.
Logically speaking, it is impossible to shoot a movie in more than a month. At least the fastest time is half a year.
That's why Song Qingxing had this question.
"Of course not, it's just that something happened on the set."
Xie Jingcheng closed his eyes, remembering that his friend only selected people based on their looks and acting skills, and did not carefully investigate the woman.
There was some scandal behind the supporting actress, and as a result, she was arrested halfway through filming.
If we want the movie to be released now, the best decision is to replace the supporting actress.
After all, we can't let one person delay everyone's progress, and this person has so much negative information that he probably won't be able to stay in the entertainment industry in the future.
"A supporting character did something he shouldn't have done, so now Uncle Hat has come to his rescue. My friend wants to recast the role, so the crew is free these few days."
"Uncle Hat?"
Song Qingxing was stunned for a moment before she realized that this was an elegant way of saying it, and she couldn't help laughing.
"Xie Jingcheng, why did you change your name?"
Xie Jingcheng said that this kind of vocabulary was quite funny, as if a serious old cadre was making a funny joke.
She put the beautiful hairpin into her bag and carefully wrapped it with a piece of paper to prevent the precious thing from being scratched.
"Of course, I'm not made of wood."
Xie Jingcheng is just too lazy to talk, which doesn’t mean she is introverted or that she is taciturn.
"How long will you stay this time?"
There was still some time before the performance, and Song Qingxing suddenly changed her mood. At first she was looking forward to going on stage quickly, but now she wanted to go on stage later.
Xie Jingcheng and I stayed in this world, as if there were only two of us left.
"The selection process has to be done slowly. It should take about half a month."
Xie Jingcheng had plans for the past half month. The assistant and bodyguard she sent over has been looking after Song Qingxing these days.
The other party would report the situation to her every day, and the thing he complained about most was that Song Qingxing was too busy at work. She was like a spinning top, running non-stop. She would often have to move on to the next venue as soon as she finished one.
Xie Jingcheng felt very distressed about this. She felt that Song Qingxing's company was too oppressive.
You are a glamorous celebrity, why do you have to be as tired as a dog?
So this time, when Xie Jingcheng came, he asked someone to investigate the places where the first snow would fall. He found out that there were several places in Country J where the first snow would fall, and there were also hot spring hotels.
I plan to take people to have some rest.
Of course, Xie Jingcheng couldn't help but look forward to seeing Song Qingxing wearing a yukata. Yukatas are usually decorated with flowers, which are light and thin but can hardly hide the curves of the body.
It looks like something I've never seen before.
Although it sounds a bit vulgar to think this way, she wouldn't be called Xie Jingcheng if she didn't covet Song Qingxing's body.
From the very beginning, my heart was moved by that face, and I even wanted to pin her down and bully her.
But these are just small selfish desires. What Xie Jingcheng wants more is to take people to have a good rest. Working around the clock will make people sick.
"Half a month."
"You forgot, we still have a variety show to shoot. We can finish it after just one more episode."
When Xie Jingcheng accepted the movie, he also said that he would need to find time to shoot a few variety shows, so his friends naturally agreed to the break unconditionally.
But now it seems that there is no need to worry.
Song Qingxing nodded, thinking to herself that she should try hard today to finish filming the commercial as soon as possible, and then go out for a walk with Xie Jingcheng.
Just treat it as a couple shopping.
"Let's go out and play after we finish filming today."
"I've asked someone to check it out. There's going to be the first snow in two days, but I have to go abroad, so I want to go see it with you."
Xie Jingcheng placed his slender fingers on Song Qingxing's shoulders, and the wafting woody fragrance was fascinating, perhaps because he noticed that the person sitting on the chair was a little nervous.
Xie Jingcheng pressed gently with his fingertips.
"this…"
Song Qingxing was choked for a moment. It felt like when she went to a fruit store to buy oranges and saw a small orange with a bright red peel. She thought it was extremely sweet, but when she took a bite, orange juice that was more sour than vinegar spread in her mouth.
I subconsciously wanted to spit it out, but then I thought it was too expensive, so I gritted my teeth and ate it all. In the end, I rolled on the ground because of the sour taste.
She feels that way now.
What is this called?
It's all your own fault.
Because of the concealment, Xie Jingcheng didn't know that her schedule was very tight. He thought she wanted to work harder, so he planned to take her abroad to relax.
It is a good omen for lovers to watch the first snow together.
I can't possibly slap Xie Jingcheng's excited face.
"I know you've been busy with work lately, but who told you to be so stubborn and try to prove that you're not that way? If you ruin your health, you'll regret it later."
Xie Jingcheng reached out and poked the back of Song Qingxing's cheek because she was wearing makeup and she didn't have the heart to ruin her makeup, which was caused when she was filming a commercial.
"But don't worry."
"I'll have someone talk to your company."
"They're really cruel, using people like machines."
There was some complaint in Xie Jingcheng's tone when he said this. The Xie family is a large group. Although the policy of governing the group is a bit serious, it is not to this extent. The basic benefits, holidays and paid vacations of employees are all sufficient.
"Xie Jingcheng, I..."
Song Qingxing's teeth almost bit her lips, and she wanted to say something but stopped herself several times, but she really couldn't say anything.
If I tell Xie Jingcheng the whole truth now, there will definitely be a dispute between the two of us. It would be fine if we could resolve the dispute at home.
But now I'm outside.
With so many people in the industry around, Song Qingxing really didn't know how to start.
"What's wrong?"
Xie Jingcheng was still diligently massaging her aching shoulders. She thought it was a waste of her talent for a rich lady to do such a thing.
However, Xie Jingcheng didn't think this was something a servant should do.
Instead, I enjoy it.
Forget it, just say it directly!
Anyway, whether you stick your head out or hide it, you will be cut off. The worst that can happen is that Xie Jingcheng will make you unable to get out of bed.
Song Qingxing mustered up her courage and was about to speak.
But the photographer next to her called her name. It turned out that when the commercial was about to start shooting, the problematic props had been repaired.
It seems that God is telling me to shut up.
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