When Song Yan came to the hospital ward to visit Ling Zi, Ding Ruola was also there.
Although Ling Zi became a bit timid when he saw Song Yan, he still told her his future plans.
A strange look that was indescribable appeared on the woman's delicate face, neither a smile nor a cry.
She looked all twisted up.
Ding Ruola sat on one side, not daring to say a word. This wasn't the time for her to speak.
The only sound in the whole room was the breathing of the three people.
"I don't agree!"
The woman's clear voice reached the ears of the two.
Ding Ruola had guessed this early on. She didn't find it strange at all.
Ling Zi didn't try to hide his emotions. He pulled out the medical instruments on his body and got out of the bed.
"Why! This is my choice!"
Song Yan sneered. "This isn't your choice. It's mine."
It was Song Yan who had chosen Ling Zi, not the other way around.
What she wanted now wasn't just a screenwriter. What she wanted was a phenomenon - level entertainer.
She wanted to use Ling Zi to build a dream for those "ordinary people".
What Song Yan wanted to build was her own dream, not the dream of this boy in front of her.
The dreams of ordinary people were so worthless.
"I..."
Song Yan glared at Ling Zi - there was no you or me in this plan, only us!
Ding Ruola naturally didn't dare to say anything. Although she didn't quite agree with Song Yan's words, under the current situation, she believed that what Song Yan offered Ling Zi must be the best solution.
The atmosphere in the room never warmed up. It had dropped to zero since just now.
Song Yan answered a phone call and then went out.
"Ling Zi, I..."
"I was too idealistic. Sister Yan is right!"
The change was so sudden that the dream he had built up was instantly annihilated.
Since the person involved had already spoken, Ding Ruola didn't know what else to say.
Later in the day, Fang Siyan came to pick up Ding Ruola.
The man was wearing a dark khaki coat, well - groomed, which made his handsome figure even more prominent. Inside was a light buff wool sweater, and his leather shoes basically matched the color of his clothes.
His hair was combed neatly as usual.
"Baby, I'm really afraid you'll get tired!"
Ding Ruola was still thinking about Ling Zi's career change. She didn't even hear what Fang Siyan said.
"Ruola! If you're worried, I'll ask my assistant to find a reliable nanny!"
Fang Siyan was unhappy. He rarely called Ding Ruola by her full name directly like this.
The girl still didn't respond!
"Ding Ruola!"
When Fang Siyan finally called her name, Ding Ruola gave a start and looked up at Fang Siyan.
"O - o - old Fang, what's wrong!"
Fang Siyan's eyes were not full of tenderness. The anger in his eyes was about to burst out.
Ding Ruola shrank back and stole a glance at Fang Siyan.
The man seemed frozen. The look on his face was the same as before.
"Get a nanny. You can focus on your classes!"
Under the current situation, Ding Ruola had no room to negotiate with Fang Siyan.
She raised her arm and wrapped it around Fang Siyan's arm.
"I'll cook dinner for you tonight!"
This kind of flattery was the only thing a person who had made a mistake could do.
But it was just a joke to take Ding Ruola's cooking seriously. It might even be a threat to Fang Siyan's life.
Ling Zi had also established his persona and had gone back to filming.
It happened to be the Tomb - Sweeping Festival holiday. Fang Siyan was still busy with the public welfare foundation, contributing to public causes. Naturally, Ding Ruola wouldn't stop him.
Ding Ruola had only been back to her hometown for one day when her parents urged her to go back.
She couldn't figure out why her parents wanted her to leave so much.
Going back to Kyoto was so boring. Bi Shuang had gone back to her grandma's place.
The Su family was well - known for its many rules, so Su Man definitely wouldn't accompany Ding Ruola to play.
Coincidentally, Ling Zi had returned to the film crew, and the filming location wasn't far from here.
She could just be an assistant for a couple of days for fun.
The way the rich entertained themselves was really different.
The theater was crowded and chaotic. There were many people, and it was obvious from their accents that they weren't locals.
At noon, Ding Ruola sat with Ling Zi, holding a lunch box. Ling Zi had one hand that wasn't convenient, but fortunately, the nanny Fang Siyan had found was quite competent and helped Ling Zi pick up food throughout the meal.
"The next scene is another explosion scene. Has the stagehand checked everything?"
While Ling Zi and Ding Ruola were having lunch, Xia Ziyu's agent was already shouting through a megaphone.
Since Ling Zi's accident, the stagehands' workload had increased even more.
As for why it was Xia Ziyu's agent, it was Song Yan's arrangement. Others weren't very clear about it.
"I'll go to the toilet!"
Ding Ruola had wanted to go to the toilet before eating, but she was really reluctant to leave because she was afraid that the food she wanted would be gone when she came back.
As soon as she came out of the lounge, she saw a yellow - haired girl sneaking into the prop room.
What was this girl up to?
Ding Ruola tiptoed behind the girl. The girl had no idea that there was a woman behind her.
From the side, she saw that the equipment in the girl's hand was the gunpowder needed for the next scene.
Ding Ruola took out her phone to take a picture.
She forgot to turn off the flash. In the dim environment, a flash of light immediately caught the girl's attention.
Ding Ruola took off running. She was busy shoving her phone into her pocket while still looking back to see if the girl was following her.
She finally managed to run into the lounge. There were a lot of people there, and the girl behind didn't chase after her.
Song Yan happened to come over. Ding Ruola showed the woman the photo.
The woman frowned slightly, and a glint of sharpness flashed in her eyes.
"Find this girl and bring her here!"
Naturally, Song Yan wouldn't expose in front of so many people that she had already found the person who had hurt Ling Zi. With so many stagehands, it was possible that this girl was just a pawn.
She asked Ding Ruola to wait in her office. After a while, several big guys brought the yellow - haired girl to Song Yan's office.
The girl was quite good - looking, but what Song Yan disliked the most was this kind of vicious competition.
"Speak! What's your motive!"
Ding Ruola sat on one side, watching like a spectator as Song Yan dealt with this girl.
The girl lowered her head and said nothing.
It seemed impossible to get a word out of the girl. Ding Ruola looked at the girl sitting on the chair nervously.
"The one this morning told me everything. It's obvious that you haven't done much for your idol."
When the girl heard Ding Ruola's words, she suddenly raised her head.
"What's she? Her little plan was even written by me."
Now it didn't really matter what the girl was saying. Song Yan's eyes lit up as she looked at Ding Ruola standing on one side.
This goading tactic was really a win - win.
Not only did it make the girl admit her crime, but the girl also confessed that there was another accomplice on the set.