Qiao Yu lowered her head and pondered silently, repeatedly reading that part of the script, as if she could see Yan Yan's grief-stricken face at that moment.
"If you lower your head any further, the script will stick to you."
Ji Xianbai reminded quietly, the girl's reflection in his eyes showing a bit more sincerity.
Qiao Yu stood up suddenly, his eyes sparkling:
"Senior Ji, I think I understand a little bit about Yan Yan. I'm going back to the set to film the previous scene. You can rest for a while."
After saying that, the girl trotted back without waiting for Ji Xianbai to reply, for fear that she would forget the little thing she had just experienced.
Ji Xianbai didn't know how many times the corners of his mouth turned up in this short while. Perhaps it had been a long time since he had seen such a lively and clean person in the entertainment industry.
If Qiao Yu knew that he was being praised, he would definitely sneer.
As soon as she returned to the set, Ji Xianbai followed her back after sitting for a while, and happened to see Qiao Yu filming the previous scene.
"Dad, Mom's funeral just ended, and you're already bringing this shameless bitch back home who's trying to take Mom's place?"
The girl's eyes were red like an angry lion that had been provoked. Qiao Yu did not cry but was angry and resentful.
Director Zhang frowned, wanting to see what Qiao Yu would do next. Instead of crying, she became furious.
"Who taught you to be so rude to your elders? You've been spoiled by your mother!"
"Bah! How dare she be my elder!"
At this time, Zeng Suyu, a veteran actress with a certain reputation who plays the role of stepmother, took over the line:
"Alright Dingzhou, Yanyan is still a child, calm down. Yanyan, quickly apologize to your father."
Yan Yan was so mad that she tried to push Zeng Suyu down. The cruelty in her eyes frightened everyone who saw it.
Yan Dingzhou stopped her, supported her, and slapped Yan Yan in the face:
"!! You hit me for this woman? Fine, fine, fine!"
Yan Yan's eyes were bloodshot, and three consecutive screams echoed in the living room of the villa.
She did not shed a tear from the beginning to the end of her confrontation with Yan's father. She turned and left with her head held high like a noble swan.
But the moment she turned around, tears rolled down her smooth cheeks.
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