Seeing that Ding Ruola had quit playing the game, Fang Siyan also put the game controller aside.
"You have to trust me!"
After saying this, he stared at Ding Ruola for less than five minutes, then pulled his arm out of her embrace.
He walked straight towards the study while Ding Ruola sat alone on the carpet.
She had originally been sitting with her legs stretched out casually, but because of Fang Siyan's attitude, she curled her legs up and buried her head in her knees.
[Yin Han: I'm sorry about this morning. It was my oversight.]
Looking at the message from Yin Han, she didn't know whether to reply or not. In the end, she simply turned off her phone.
She sat on the floor, let out a long sigh, and then returned to her room.
She hadn't been reading for long when there came a knock on the door. Before she could put on her shoes to open the door, it was already opened from the outside.
"Why did you turn off your phone?"
Anxiety was written all over Fang Siyan's face. Although they were in the same house, each room could be locked.
Song Yan had called him to inquire about Ding Ruola's situation. When he heard Song Yan say that Ding Ruola had turned off her phone, his hand holding the phone trembled.
Considering that he was on the phone, Fang Siyan still politely hung up.
He recalled that his reaction today had indeed been a bit over - the - top.
He quickly rushed out of the study. Ding Ruola was not in the living room. He noticed that her bedroom door was locked, so he immediately went over and knocked on it.
He knocked on the door with one hand and placed the other on the doorknob.
The doorknob could move, so the girl probably hadn't locked the door from the inside.
Hearing no response from inside, he immediately pushed the door open.
The sight in front of him made him both laugh and cry.
Ding Ruola was hopping around to put on her shoes and walking towards the door.
"Why did you turn off your phone!"
Fang Siyan still asked the question he had asked at the beginning. The girl lowered her head and said nothing.
"Maybe the phone turned off by itself."
It was a random excuse, but this time Fang Siyan actually believed it.
"I didn't mean to ignore you. I was just too angry!"
He pulled the girl into his arms.
"Call Song Yan back. She probably has something to tell you!"
Ding Ruola was stunned for a moment, then immediately went back to the table and was about to turn on her phone. Suddenly remembering what she had just said, she turned around and came to Fang Siyan's side.
She borrowed Fang Siyan's phone to call Song Yan.
"Ruoruo, Ling Zi's new drama starts shooting tomorrow. Do you want to come and watch?"
Song Yan was being subtle. Mainly, she wanted Ding Ruola to help take care of her child.
The workload at the beginning of the year was still quite heavy. Little Tuanzi was on winter vacation. Originally, she had signed up for many interest classes.
Little Tuanzi was sent back by the teacher after only going for a few days.
Mainly because the little girl was naughty and talkative.
She had ridiculed all the classmates in the class. Those kids were basically of the same age. When they heard Little Tuanzi saying bad things about them, they naturally cried and made a fuss in the class.
In order to maintain the class atmosphere and protect the reputation of the training class, they could afford to lose the money from one student.
Song Yan had no choice but to take her to work. But the workload tomorrow was really too heavy, and the theater was quite chaotic. She was afraid that something might happen to Tuanzi.
The life of a single mother was really too painful.
Song Yan was not a utilitarian person who only used people and then discarded them.
This time she asked Ding Ruola to come over and also wanted to talk about a cooperation.
The company was preparing a new drama. The person in charge of the costumes and props had quit. The new costume designer here had no sense of aesthetics at all. Her designs were not even as good as the drawings Little Tuanzi made when playing house.
The next day, as soon as Ding Ruola arrived at the film set, the first person she saw was none other than the big - name star, Xia Ziyu!
It seemed that Ling Zi had quite a reputation. This TV drama had actually managed to invite Xia Ziyu.
"Are you the new makeup artist?"
Ding Ruola was stunned. Before she could shake her head, she was dragged by the man towards the dressing room.
There were three dressing mirrors in the dressing room. In front of each table were cosmetics, a dazzling array of them.
Ding Ruola didn't usually wear makeup and couldn't even tell the lipstick shades apart.
"Are you done? Can we start? We'll be late for the shooting later!"
She had been standing at the door in a daze for less than three seconds when she heard the man's impatient voice.
"Sister Ruola!"
Fortunately, Ling Zi suddenly appeared. Otherwise, Ding Ruola really didn't know how to explain.
She didn't know what kind of magic this man named Xia Ziyu had. When he spoke, it felt like there was an aura suppressing her. She felt as if her tongue had become thick just now.
Sure enough, the internet was full of lies. What little puppy? He was more like a fierce god.
When Xia Ziyu saw Ling Zi coming and the intimacy between the two, he realized it must have been a misunderstanding.
He immediately stood up from his seat, walked in front of Ding Ruola, bowed deeply, and said sorry, which scared Ding Ruola again.
What was going on?
"Sister Ruola, I'll take you to Sister Song. Brother Xia's makeup artist is outside. She'll come in soon."
After the two of them walked out of the dressing room, Ling Zi saw that Ding Ruola seemed to have something to say but hesitated.
"Do you feel that he's different?"
Ding Ruola nodded like a pounding garlic.
Xia Ziyu was a professional actor. The little - puppy persona was just for show. In real life, he was a straightforward person.
Ling Zi thought Ding Ruola was scared, so he quickly explained to her. It was better to avoid such misunderstandings.
Little Tuanzi was dressed like a doll. When she saw Ding Ruola, she immediately pounced on her.
"Master, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
Song Yan and Ling Zi stood aside and laughed.
After the three of them talked for a while, Song Yan and Ling Zi had to leave because of work.
In the rest room, only Ding Ruola and Little Tuanzi were left.
Ding Ruola read the documents Song Yan had given her and the background of the next drama for a while.
Little Tuanzi sat obediently beside Ding Ruola and drew the sketches stroke by stroke.
"It's too complicated. It's overshadowing the main part."
The flower patterns on the skirt were too prominent, making it impossible for people to notice the embroidery and lace on the upper body.
Hearing Ding Ruola's opinion, Little Tuanzi drew another sketch.
Maybe they were both tired of sitting and wanted to take a walk outside. They both expressed their desire to go to the filming set at the same time.
The drama was set in summer.
Although they were all inside the building, wearing short - sleeved clothes still made them feel a bit cold.
Ling Zi was the author of this book. He knew the protagonist's mental journey very well. One could even say that he understood this drama better than the director.
"Cut!"
As soon as Ding Ruola came out, she heard the director shouting to stop.
She held her breath and looked around. Could it be that she had walked into the director's shot?
"Where did that actress in the back come from! What is she acting?"
The director rolled the script into a long strip and walked towards a girl.
"It's your line."
The girl quickly apologized, but when it was her turn to act, she still forgot her lines.
This shot had been stopped several times without success.
The producer sitting on one side was sweating on his forehead. It seemed that this girl was probably brought in by the producer.