Gu Ningyi, are you ever going to stop? Why are there so many things to do? It’s so late, and you still want to eat this and that, eat, eat, eat! Let him eat himself to death, let him get fat and die!
But despite her grumbling, when Dong Xin Yan turned to face Gu Ningyi, she still raised a smile and answered respectfully, "Okay."
She was the perfect image of a small servant girl.
Gu Ningyi lifted his gaze just in time to see Dong Xin Yan’s angry back, and a hint of amusement unconsciously flashed in his eyes.
Actually, he could tell that Dong Xin Yan didn’t want to be in the same space with him, didn’t want to face him, and he didn’t want to see her either.
But now, watching her figure flit about beside him, watching her do all sorts of things for him, he surprisingly felt... not too bad.
In the kitchen, Dong Xin Yan was cutting fruit. Holding a fruit knife in one hand and an apple in the other, she brought it up to her face and, as if it were Gu Ningyi, said angrily, "Bastard! Bullying even a patient! So malicious, beyond limits! Let’s see how I deal with you!"
With that, she slammed the apple down and aligned the knife to the center, slicing it forcefully. With a "thwack," the apple split into two halves. Dong Xin Yan picked up one half, aligned it, and continued to chop, muttering, "Gu Ningyi, I’ll chop you into pieces!! Chop you, chop you!"
Dong Xin Yan cut several kinds of fruit, relieving a bit of the indignation in her heart as she took a deep breath and adjusted her mood.
Suddenly, the phone’s ringtone rang out, halting Dong Xin Yan’s movements. She washed her hands, then took her phone out of her pocket. Glancing at the screen, she was so startled she nearly dropped it.
It was the director’s call...
She hadn’t even called in to take a leave yet, so why was the director calling her now?
Dong Xin Yan’s eyes widened slightly as she stared fixedly at the phone screen, her fingers moving a few times, but she just couldn’t press answer.
At this moment, what the director might say, Dong Xin Yan could roughly guess.
Either he was calling her back to the set immediately, or... telling her to get lost again.
But she felt... the second option was more likely.
Usually, if the director calls himself, it’s definitely because he’s furious and has run out of patience!
What to do? What to do? What should she do?
Dong Xin Yan anxiously stomped her foot on the spot, the pleasant ringtone now seemed like a death knell.
But the director’s call, she didn’t dare not answer it.
If he was really calling to fire her, she could only plead her case.
Dong Xin Yan closed her eyes, took a deep breath a few times, cleared her throat, and finally, with trembling fingers, pressed the answer button, speaking in an extremely gentle voice, "Hello, director." Updates are released by novel_fіre.net
When Dong Xin Yan came out of the kitchen carrying a fruit plate, she was still feeling a bit dizzy, as if her feet weren’t touching the ground.
Just now, when the director called, she thought she was done for, but it turned out to be extremely unexpected!
The director said three things in total: the first was a kind inquiry about her health, the second told her not to worry and to rest well, and the third was granting her another two weeks of sick leave.
Hearing these three things from the director, she suddenly felt like the world had turned mystical.
Had the director become dual-personality? Or was she dreaming?