Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Shang Mo did not know how he ended up at the film set.
The last thing he recalled was Rong Mo mentioning that he was not feeling well. With that, he suddenly thought of visiting the film set to take the latter back earlier to the hospital.
He arrived right when Rong Mo was filming the water scene.
How could he be filming inside the waters for such a long time in such a cold weather? At this rate, he might even lose his life!
Just as Shang Mo’s eyes were squinted dangerously and he wanted to head up to halt the filming, the shoot was over and Rong Mo came out of the waters where a bunch of people crowded toward him with clothes, water, and towels.
Shang Mo stopped in his tracks immediately. Looking at Rong Mo’s soaked self as he came out of the waters, thin and frail yet bringing with him a refreshing aura, Shang Mo recalled about that dream of his. Instinctively, he looked over at Rong Mo’s chest—it was really, really flat, with two protruding dots.
It was clear that he wasn’t wearing any chest restrictors, and therefore, he was a man.
For some reason, Shang Mo felt a trace of disappointment brush through his heart.
Suddenly, the grumbles of two workers rang by his ears.
“It pains my heart to see our Brother Rong Mo go into the waters for such a long time in such cold weather!”
“Not only that, he is sick, and yet that Lin Yi’er insisted on changing the scene to one with the water! She’s so unreasonable!”
“I know, right? I heard that this woman had a good character and was humble. Ha! That’s humble? She quarreled with Qian Xun the moment she arrived, and even though hers was only a cameo appearance, she dared ask for reshoots after reshoots, and even changing the script entirely!”
“And even after changing the script, she claimed that her period was here, and sent a substitute up right away!” The worker rolled his eyes.
“Sigh, look how frozen our Rong Mo is! I haven’t drunk the ginger tea that I brought for myself. I’ll go get it for our Brother Rong Mo lest he gets sicker.”
Shang Mo’s face turned blacker as he heard everything, turning his eyes coldly toward Lin Yi’er who was seated beside the director. Even though Rong Mo’s surname was not Shang, he was still one of the Shangs right now—Shang Mo’s brother! There was no way he would allow any tom, dick, and harry to bully his brother!
Looking at all the people showing concern, Shang Mo could not help but ponder over how he could not tell that the lad was someone so well liked.
He watched a little more and left after verifying that Rong Mo was fine.
Rong Mo then went for a change of clothes to continue filming that last scene with Lin Yi’er.
She had taken a hot shower and drunk a couple of bowls of ginger tea before finally feeling as though the coldness in her body was being purged out. But even then, her mind was still not completely sharp.
Looking at this frail and weak Rong Mo, Lin Yi’er just felt that he looked like a woman no matter what. Scoffing coldly, she ran in front of the green screen. On her side, the special effects were supposed to create a tree while the box on the other side would be made into a mountain.
As she ran ahead, Rong Mo was supposed to chase after her. After running a little, Rong Mo ran out of strength. However, Lin Yi’er asked for NGs time and again, apologizing profusely while requesting for reshoots.
With yet another NG, the director had everyone take a short break.
Rong Mo sat on the box and drank some water that her assistant brought her before looking at Lin Yi’er, who was conversing with the director. If she still could not tell that Lin Yi’er was making things difficult for her, she would definitely be a fool right now.
But, why?
They didn’t know one another. And even if they did, she was Rong Mo right now! At most, Lin Yi’er would only be suspecting her.
But, even her mere suspicions could have her making things so difficult for someone else!
This woman called Lin Yi’er… Rong Mo did not like her at all!