Si Min fell pretty hard just now, and she needed the help of her assistant even to leave the dressing room.
Not long after they left, Pingguo came in.
She walked tremblingly behind Xia Wan'er and asked cautiously: "Sister Wan'er, do you need help?"
Hearing the voice, Xia Wan'er looked at Pingguo who was getting closer and closer to her in the mirror, and lowered her eyes.
"Pingguo, how long have you been with me?"
Hearing Xia Wan'er's sudden question, Pingguo's hand trembled as he was about to help her get the makeup removal cotton. He looked at Xia Wan'er and said calmly, "I have been following you since Sister Wan'er entered the company."
"Okay," Xia Wan'er nodded and continued to remove her makeup, "You go wait outside, I can do it myself."
The original owner loved to wear makeup, so she knew what these makeup tools were used for at a glance.
Not to mention the clothes, the dress she was wearing was very similar to the clothes of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and Xia Wan'er was very comfortable changing it.
On the contrary, the clothes worn by people in this world are a bit too revealing, and Xia Wan'er feels that she doesn't like them very much.
I don’t know how Ying Yao did it, but no one came to the dressing room until Xia Wan’er had finished.
When Xia Wan'er went out after receiving two phone calls, it was already dark outside and the crew had almost cleaned up the venue.
"Sister Wan'er, should we go back directly?" Pingguo followed her obediently, holding Xia Wan'er's bag in his hand.
Xia Wan'er curled her lips, took the bag from her hand, and said softly, "You go back first, I still have something to do."
Pingguo bit his lower lip, his chubby face full of concern: "Sister Wan'er, it's so late, it's not safe for you to be alone, why don't I follow you."
"I'm going to have dinner with the director and others. It won't be convenient for you to follow me." Xia Wan'er put on sunglasses and reached out to stop a taxi on the side of the road.
Pingguo heard this, a hint of surprise and joy flashed in his eyes, and he pulled Xia Wan'er, saying hurriedly: "Ah, it's already past eight o'clock, and we are going to have dinner with that director who is in his thirties. Is it unsafe..."
A taxi stopped in front of the two of them.
Xia Wan'er gently pushed her hand away, opened the car door and got in, smiling and saying, "How could that be? Director Wu is a very nice person."
As she spoke, she seemed to suddenly think of something, and said to Pingguo, "By the way, when you go back later, please stop by my house and help me feed it some melon seeds, and change its cat food. It will go crazy if it doesn't see anyone for two days."
After saying that, Xia Wan'er closed the car door and asked the driver to drive.
Xia Wan'er suddenly mentioned her cat at home. Pingguo didn't react for a moment and stood there for a long time. It was not until the car was about to leave her sight that she hurriedly took out her mobile phone and took several photos.
Looking at the clear picture of the license plate, and recalling that Xia Wan'er had just specifically told him to feed the cat, Pingguo excitedly sent the message to the top contact on WeChat, and then quickly deleted the chat history.
Within a minute, there was a new call on the phone.
The early autumn evening was slightly chilly, making Pingguo's cheeks slightly red. After hanging up the phone, she stood there with a smile, staring at the direction Xia Wan'er had left for a long time before going back to the parking lot to drive her own electric car.
In the taxi, Xia Wan'er looked at the trending searches on Weibo and the fan follow-up reminders that popped up crazily on her account, and a look of pleasure appeared on her face.
This is just the beginning.
(End of this chapter)