"Kiss me," Jun Mochan pointed to his own face.
Trapped tightly in his grip, Ye Ranran had no choice but to kiss him on the face, "Alright, let go of me now."
Having achieved his goal, Jun Mochan indeed let her go.
When Ye Ranran arrived at the movie set, she was cornered by Luo Qi.
"Ye Ranran, well done, such a big deal and you didn’t even tell me."
Ye Ranran blinked, "What are you talking about?"
"Your husband is Jun Mochan, oh my god, you didn’t even share such big news with me, do you even consider me your friend anymore?"
Having been quite drunk the night before, Ye Ranran had a memory lapse. She didn’t know that Jun Mochan had told Luo Qi about their relationship.
She looked around and motioned Luo Qi to lower her voice, "How did you find out? Also, don’t shout, do you want everyone to know?"
"Jun Mochan himself told me. His caring gesture when he came to pick you up last night really hurt us singles," Luo Qi said.
That big mouth Jun Mochan, Ye Ranran murmured to herself.
"Don’t go spreading it around, promise me you won’t tell anyone." Ye Ranran pointed at her.
"Why not? A good catch like him deserves to be flaunted, and besides, do you have any idea how many women out there are coveting your husband?" Luo Qi was puzzled.
If it were her, she would tell the whole world about it.
"It’s not the right time yet, just promise me that you won’t tell anyone."
Luo Qi didn’t understand Ye Ranran’s way of thinking, but she nodded in agreement, "Alright, I won’t say anything, happy?"
"Okay, let’s go now. It’s almost nine o’clock."
Their job started at nine o’clock. Usually, they just needed to show up like they were going to work, but they didn’t anticipate that Feng Xi would arrive early today.
And everyone on the set was already there.
"Why are you just arriving now? Hurry and help the lead actress change her clothes." As soon as the director saw them, he started chastising.
Luo Qi was understandably confused, "Director, you must be mistaken. We’re designers, not costume stylists. It’s not our job to change clothes."
The movie set had their own costume stylists. Once they have delivered the clothes, they would only intervene when the stylists didn’t understand or had trouble adjusting something.
"Didn’t your higher-ups tell you? We don’t have a costume stylist on the set, you will also have to take over their job," the director said.
The director’s words made Ye Ranran and Luo Qi scream, "What did you say?"
"Stop dawdling, are we going to film or not?" Feng Xi said discontentedly.
"If you don’t understand anything, we’ll talk about it later, now hurry up and help the lead actress change."
Ye Ranran and Luo Qi exchanged glances and helplessly went to fetch the clothes.
"This is the first outfit for the first scene. Please come with me, Miss Feng," Ye Ranran gestured.
There was discontent all over Feng Xi’s face, "The director just said that we’re starting from the third scene where the male and female leads meet. Don’t you know?"
What would she know? When did the director even tell her?
"Xiao Qi, go fetch the outfit for the third scene," Ye Ranran shouted to Luo Qi as she returned the clothes.
"Okay," Luo Qi looked at the accessories in her hand and ran back.
After five rounds of running back and forth, the lead actress finally changed her clothes.
"I remember the original outfit wasn’t this one. Did you guys change it without permission? You want me to wear this ugly outfit, are you trying to ruin my image?" Feng Xi eyed the dress she was wearing discontentedly.