, while Shu Tinglan is video chatting with the children alone in the living room. This time, he didn't use his phone, but directly cast it to the TV at home.Lu Kuò also sat down on the sofa and greete...Jo Jiao's most proud thing about her whole body was her chest. She was a model, and she used to be a breast model. Seeing Lu Yao Yao's envious eyes, she glanced at Lu Yao Yao's chest and said, "Don't even think about it, it's natural."

Compared to her, Lu Yaoyao's seemed quite childish.

Isn't that pretty impressive

While hers can't compare to Qiao Jiao's, it's well-proportioned, full, and perky. Her stylist always compliments her on how good it looks.

She asked seriously, and Qiaojiao finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Lu Yaoyao, you're so adorable!"

Suddenly, I feel like this friend is worth getting to know.

Hearing Qiao Jiao's laughter, Lu Yaoyao's mood completely improved. After saying goodbye, she returned to her room to take a shower and go to sleep. Before bed, she glanced at the script for a while, memorized the lines, and deliberately resisted the urge to look at her phone.

This time, she absolutely wouldn't be the proactive one. She wanted him to coax her more, otherwise, if it was too easy to get, he wouldn't cherish it. This was Lu Yaoyao's conclusion on the love story today.

Love means coming and going, it's also a process of mutual tolerance and adaptation; she doesn't like having her feelings unrequited today, so she needs to let him know that she's unhappy and won't hide it.

The next day, she couldn't help but glance at her phone. Besides yesterday's message saying he was in Macau, there was nothing else. He didn't even continue the conversation. Then just now, he sent one: "Woke up."

The words were cold and hard, as if he was extremely reluctant to send them, yet also as if he was fulfilling a prior promise, that he had to message her every day.

Lu Yaoyao actually fell asleep and wasn't angry anymore. She understood he was busy, it was her own idea to run back and surprise him, which disrupted his work flow.

So I had already made up my mind.

I wanted to give him some space, but I couldn't help but reply with just an "mm".

After all, she's the one who receives more love! But her tsundere nature only allows her to reply with a single word, not even an extra one!

Haojie and her assistant, as well as other members of the team, arrived at the film studio one after another. The director, actors, and staff of the crew also came, and the scene immediately became bustling and lively. She was too busy to think about Gu Ruan Dong anymore.

This Republican drama is still one-third short of being finished. Her role in it is a dewy romance who infiltrates the side of the highest general. During the mission execution, she falls in love with this general and develops genuine feelings for him.

But for her faith, she couldn't betray love and hurt the general.

The early filming focused on her and the general's love scenes, attending various banquets and living a luxurious life. So filming was relatively easy and relaxed.

But as the plot developed, her emotional crisis with the general, coupled with the social unrest at the time, all the contradictions erupted. It was either gunfire or explosions every day on set. The entire shooting site was either covered in dust or smoke and haze.

Every day on set, everyone's face was covered in a dull gray film. Many people had caught colds and allergies. Everyone carried a bottle of saline solution to rinse their noses at any time. Lu Yaoyao used to mainly act in romantic dramas with comfortable shooting conditions.

This is her first time challenging a role in a Republic of China drama. Playing this kind of character is truly hard work for her. Every day, she's either rolling around in mud and water on the railway set or getting covered in smoke and soot at the explosion scene. Every night when she finishes work and returns to the hotel, she's covered in grime.

This film is Lu YaoYao's transformative work, and it is Hao

My sister took on the script for her, and although I was mentally prepared, I didn't expect the latter half of the shoot to be so strenuous. What's worse, the director is a particularly dedicated person who insists on realism in every shot and scene, rarely filming against a green screen.

Hao Jie felt sorry for her: "There are still a few scenes left, I'll find a stand-in for you."

Those scenes involved some dangerous stunts, such as being suspended by wires and jumping from windows, jumping from carriages, and escaping a bombing scene with the male lead. None of them were 100% safe, and Sister Hao didn't dare to take it lightly. If something happened, she couldn't afford to be responsible.

"No need, I'll go up myself first." Lu Yaoyao refused. Since this was her transformation work, she had to show some sincerity. Either she wouldn't do it, or she would do it well.

"Alright, but don't force yourself either. If you can't do it, we'll still have to find a stand-in. Don't worry about what the director says." Sister Hao instructed. She could only accompany her on set for two days, there were still many things to deal with at the company, and she had to leave soon.

For some reason, after the Spring Festival, Sister Hao always felt a little uneasy in her heart, especially since the filming recently had been quite difficult. So before leaving, she treated the director, producer, and other staff to a meal, begging them to take good care of their artists at home.

The crew was very kind to Lu Yaoyao, after all her status and identity were there. Besides, during the shoot, she wasn't as delicate as the outside world rumored at all, she was always very cooperative, so everyone loved and cared for her without even needing Hao Jie to explain.

Lu Yaoyao cleans her makeup thoroughly on set every day. Back at the hotel, she meticulously washes her face again and takes a shower. After that, she applies layers upon layers of skincare products.

Even if I'm tired, I have to stay fragrant and beautiful before going to sleep.

When work got busy, I truly didn't have the energy to think about Guanyuedong during the day. Only at night when I was sleeping, especially after seeing the humidifier he had sent me before, did my heart feel a little bit sour and sweet.

She thinks every night: "Gu Ruandong, if you don't coax me again, I'll be really angry!"

Actually, what she really wanted to say was: Gu Ruandong, if you don't coax me again, I can't help but take the initiative to contact you.

She's the type of person who, given an inch, will take a mile. She has no principles whatsoever.

Gu Ruandong is not a man who indulges in pleasures and fleeting romances. His life is consumed by various business dealings and intricate affairs, like a machine with its gears perpetually turning, driven relentlessly forward.

For many years, he had grown accustomed to waking up in a different hotel every day. He never really paid attention to what city he was in; it all blurred together as just work.

Influenced by him, Secretary Xiao Cai also wouldn't deliberately remind him of which city he was in.

Recently, Xiao Cai has been acting a bit strange. Gu Shao would proactively ask him about his upcoming schedule every day, in which city he'd be. After hearing his answer, Gu Shao would lower his head and seriously edit a message on his phone to send to that young mistress.

Don't ask him why he knew it was sent to that Miss. After all, Gu Shao's chat interface had a picture of that Miss wearing a white wedding dress, holding a champagne rose, and smiling brightly. You don't need to look carefully, just glance at it to know.

Xiaocài thinks Gùshào is finally becoming somewhat human. Despite having many friends around him and seeming to live a particularly lively life every day, he felt more like an outsider, not truly invested. Now, it's like a string is being pulled by that young mistress, leading him... >>>

My heart yearns to return home.s smart glasses, and she opened her eyes to look around. Only then did she feel like she was truly back in reality. So, just now, she and Song Jingye had huggedJust like the memory of her injury that...