Since Miss Lin didn't say anything, he naturally didn't want to call a halt. Good shots don't just come easily, so he whispered back:
"Need not."
The filming ended successfully. Qiao Yu was still removing her makeup in the dressing room when Luo Yuanhe knocked on the door and walked in.
The makeup artist standing by frowned, because she was from the makeup team that Ji Xianbai had found for Qiao Yu. They were quite famous in the industry and had seen all kinds of stars.
People like Luo Yuanhe are rare, and it's also thanks to his good temper. It's easy for some people with high status and background to ban a young actor they don't like.
"What's the matter, Xiao Yuan?"
The girl's frown showed that she didn't like Luo Yuanhe's behavior, which inadvertently stabbed Luo Yuanhe's heart a few more times:
"I haven't seen Sister Xiao Yu for a long time. I saw that something happened to you and you didn't reply to my message, so I wanted to come and see you."
"I haven't been in a good mood these days, and Sister Shan doesn't allow me to read the news online. I'm sorry I couldn't reply to you."
Then you won’t forget to reply to Song Wenzhi, right?
Sister Xiao Yu, how can you be so partial to one and ignore the other?
"Sister Xiao Yu must keep her word."
"What?"
He asked Qiao Yu without any context how she could remember it, but this also meant that she didn't remember it.
The violent gene was growing wildly in Luo Yuanhe's heart. He looked a little gloomy and no longer looked like the sunny boy in front of the camera.
Even the makeup artist felt something was wrong and subconsciously wanted to stand in front of Qiao Yu.
This defensive look made Luo Yuanhe laugh heartily:
"What are you doing, makeup artist? I'm not going to eat Xiao Yu. I'm just asking if she still remembers what she promised me."
It seemed that the extremely depressed state just now was just an illusion of the two of them. The makeup artist did not let down his guard and continued to help Qiao Yu remove her makeup and hair.
"I'm sorry for being so abrupt coming in just now. I hope Sister Xiao Yu won't be angry."
"It's okay, just be more careful next time."
"Okay, then Sister Xiaoyu will get busy first."
Luo Yuanhe stood up and turned around, his facial expression changing like a Peking Opera mask-changing scene.
He gripped the door handle and stared at it for a few seconds.
Don't keep your word, liar——
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