Xia Yansen withdrew his hand with a hurt expression on his face.
How come he was beaten back before he even touched the edge of his clothes
"Brother Rong..."
"Go and rest."
Xia Yansen came back dejectedly and dropped his butt back onto the chair.
Meng Yao could not understand his dejection.
Meng Yao glanced at him and blew a bubble: "Why are you not happy when I told you to take a break?"
Chewing gum is her new favorite.
"Hey... maybe I'm used to being instructed by Brother Rong, so I'm not used to taking a break now."
Meng Yao laughed and said, "You are such a weird person."
Xia Yansen did not deny it, and wondered in his heart: "Why did Brother Rong suddenly not let me help? This has never happened before..."
Meng Yao's gaze fell on Rong Wei, and she stared at him quietly for a few seconds.
There was a "pop" sound, and the chewing gum bubble burst.
Then she said casually: "Maybe my husband loves me more, he likes to help me pack up."
Xia Yansen nodded, apparently believing it.
Meng Yao suddenly realized that Rong Yan was walking towards her. It turned out that she had been looking at him for a long time without realizing it.
Meng Yao took a sip of juice to suppress all her thoughts.
"Hubby, thank you for your hard work."
Rong Yan regained his usual noble and cold self, but his eyes were no longer as cold as before: "Call me if you have anything."
"Okay." Meng Yao did not forget to be polite: "Mrs. Huang invited me to have dinner together, do you want to join us, husband?"
Rong Yan paused, as if he had thought of something: "No need, have fun."
"Then I'll take you there?"
Seeing that she was so eager to see him off, without any reluctance at all, Rong Yan's face darkened a little.
"good."
Xia Yansen and Meng Yao looked at each other, with some confusion in their eyes.
When getting on the bus, Rong Yan suddenly asked, "Meng Yao, will you miss me?"
Seeing his serious expression, Meng Yao couldn't help but smile: "Husband, of course I will miss you~"
The corners of Rong Yan's mouth curved slightly.
Xia Yansen was stunned when he saw this. He never thought Rong Yan was so easy to please. He solved the problem with just one sentence.
*
Meng Yao arrived at the agreed place on time. It was a well-known high-end Western restaurant that had always been favored by the rich because of its unique taste and expensive prices.
Meng Yao followed the waiter to the private room: "Mrs. Huang, sorry for the wait."
Huang Yan's face was full of smiles. She walked over and shook hands with Meng Yao:
"There are only two of us here, so please don't feel restrained."
Meng Yao and Huang Yan sat down.
Huang Yan signaled the waiter to show Meng Yao the menu. "Thank you for coming so far, but the restaurants in the film and television city are not as authentic as those outside. Take a look and see if there is anything you want to eat."
"I'm treating you today to celebrate our first collaboration. Please don't hesitate."
Meng Yao nodded, glanced at the menu, and instantly lost interest.
"The host will do as the guest wishes. Just give me the same meal that Madam Huang ordered!"
And this kind of change is exactly what she appreciates.
Of course, Meng Yao had enough strength before to make her admire her.
After Huang Yan ordered the food, she looked at Meng Yao again. She smiled and said, "It's rare to chat with Madam Rong face to face like this. It's very exciting."
"Just call me Meng Yao."
Something flashed in Huang Yan's eyes, but she remained calm: "If you don't mind, I'll call you Yaoyao. I'm much older than you—" She suddenly laughed and said: "If I say I'm your sister, I'm taking advantage of you."
"sure."
Soon a series of Western dishes were served on the table.
Meng Yao picked up the knife and fork with elegant and natural movements, but she cut very slowly and it took her a while to put the steak into her mouth.
"What's wrong? Is it not to your taste?" Huang Yan immediately called the waiter: "I'll change it for you."
"No need to go to such trouble." Meng Yao smiled and said, "It's just that I was greedy and ate a few extra snacks on the way here."
Huang Yan nodded in understanding, but said, "I was not thoughtful enough this time. Next time I will definitely choose a restaurant you like."
Meng Yao's mind automatically imagined Huang Yan eating hot pot with him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You're welcome."
In line with the principle of not wasting food, Meng Yao finally ate the Western food that she didn't like. Fortunately, Huang Yan didn't order much.
Huang Yan ordered another dessert after the meal, and this time it was the dessert that Meng Yao liked.
There was a little cream on the corner of Meng Yao's lips. She slightly frowned, weakening the hostility in her eyes and eyebrows, and showing a rare bit of obedience.
Huang Yan smiled and said, "If you like, we can come again later."
"Of course, just desserts." She smiled.
"I know you've been thinking about the last audition—" Huang Yan said slowly: "Don't think that way. The Huazhong Award is enough to prove that my decision was correct. I appreciate your performance, and this has not changed. I always look forward to the surprises you bring me."
"And to be honest, from the perspective of benefits alone, I am the one who took advantage of you."
Meng Yao looked up and saw Huang Yan's eyes full of intelligence and tenderness. She paused and said, "I won't let you down."
Huang Yan was pleasantly surprised by her change. Meng Yao's assurance was like a reassurance: "I look forward to working with you—"
“I am looking forward to it more and more…”
*
Meng Yao studied the scripts for a few days. She was glad that her memory and comprehension were not bad, so reading the scripts was not too difficult.
However, it's hard to change one's laziness, and after analyzing the script, Meng Yao still wanted to have fun.
Guan Liang used his old trick again. He asked Meng Yao questions and let her answer them.
Meng Yao, as always, felt that this method was too childish.
But unlike her previous nonsense, she answered fluently.
Guan Liang was surprised and said, "Not bad, Meng Yao, I now believe that the hard work you said is real."
Meng Yao raised her eyebrows and teased, "You only believe me now. You really make me sad, Brother Liang."
"Come on." Guan Liang groaned, "But a good script doesn't necessarily mean a good performance. After all, acting requires tension."
Meng Yao nodded nonchalantly.
Acting—she still has some talent.
*
On the first day of filming, although Meng Yao didn't get up early, she was not late this time and arrived on time.
Huang Yan greeted her and said enthusiastically, "Yaoyao, you're here? Come get your hair done!"
Meng Yao responded and walked back to the RV. Suddenly, she stopped and asked Guan Liang, "Who is the person in front...?"
(End of this chapter)