Chapter 59: Chapter 59: Don’t Act Coy Fu Jinghen’s last comment really smoothed Wen Qiao’s ruffled feathers. After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yao, who had finished packing, saw her bouncily entering and guessed the conversation went well, so she casually asked, "What were you guys talking about? You seem thrilled."

    Wen Qiao, always eager to share with others, held her phone and giggled, "Fu Jinghen said he’s busy making money to support me."

    I was just asking casually, and you really don’t spare any effort in shoving a mouthful of "dog food" in my face?

    Jiang Yao shook off the goosebumps, expressionless, "Your fiancé isn’t here, don’t act coy with me, or I might beat you."

    Wen Qiao pouted, "Sis is so fierce, how can you find a boyfriend like that?"

    Unbelievable.

    Not only did she act coy, but she started to play the innocent too.

    Jiang Yao held it in, but ultimately couldn’t resist. She grabbed a throw pillow from the couch and threw it at Wen Qiao, hitting the mark.

    Amidst Wen Qiao’s cries, she clapped her hands.

    "I told you, keep acting and I’ll hit you."

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    The next morning, with the rising sun and morning dew, the "Red Makeup" production team held its official inaugural ceremony.

    Looking around, from directors and producers to extras and prop teams, everyone’s faces were filled either with smiles of excitement or frowns of worry.

    And Wen Qiao, with two huge dark circles under her eyes, stood listlessly among the crowd.

    Song Qian came over brimming with enthusiasm to greet her, "Did you sleep well last night?"

    Wen Qiao abruptly lifted her drooping head, giving him a look of despair, "Do I look like I slept well?"

    Song Qian was first drawn to a clump of hair sticking up on her head, then his gaze moved to her face, and she startled him, "How did you end up looking like a national treasure?"

    Wen Qiao waved her hand, "It’s a long story."

    Perhaps because she was in a new place, Wen Qiao was picky about beds. She had a groggy sleep all night, and then there was Lin Ruochun next door, causing who knows what commotion. Periodically, a loud "bang" came from above her head. At first, Wen Qiao thought there was an earthquake, and woke up abruptly to scramble downstairs with Jiang Yao.

    But Jiang Yao cursed at her, calling her crazy, then rolled over and went back to sleep, leaving Wen Qiao alone, standing and pondering.

    The noises next door continued until two in the morning. After only four hours of sleep, she came to attend the start-up ceremony. If she didn’t look like a panda, who would?

    She asked again, "Is the hotel we’re staying at really the best in the whole film city as they say?"

    Song Qian nodded affirmatively, "Yes, it’s top-notch."

    Wen Qiao sighed heavily and quietly muttered, "Then why is the soundproofing so bad?"

    "What?" Song Qian didn’t quite catch what she said.

    Wen Qiao shook her head, "It’s nothing."

    Remembering how Wen Qiao and Lin Chun looked like they were at daggers drawn yesterday, and seeing her current state, Song Qian started to guess and felt a bit worried, "Why don’t you switch rooms with me?"  Sёar?h the n??el Fire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    It would be bad if this affected the filming schedule.

    "No need."

    Wen Qiao declined Song Qian’s kind offer. She had already refused to switch rooms yesterday, and doing it today would seem too troublesome. Besides, to not seek revenge was simply not Wen Qiao’s style.