CHAPTER 383: CHAPTER 381: UNSOLVED CASE WITHOUT A HEAD

During this period, a little interlude occurred.

Somehow, starting from a very ordinary day, Wen Qiao would always receive a bunch of radiant roses upon arriving at the set. The card inserted in the bouquet merely said "Good morning" in greeting, with neither a name nor a signature.

At first, Wen Qiao thought Fu Jinghen had suddenly become enlightened and developed a sense of romance, but when she brought the roses back to the hotel, Fu Jinghen was quite annoyed and asked her where the flowers came from.

Later, Wen Qiao asked the delivery boy, but he also didn’t know who sent the flowers.

Afterward, Wen Qiao speculated whether it might be some sasaeng fans or the like, so Song Qian, Lin Ruochun, and the three of them meticulously inspected the flowers several times but couldn’t find any tracking devices or anything of the sort.

Thus, the matter became an unresolved mystery.

Later on, Wen Qiao got used to it. After the flowers were delivered, she wouldn’t even glance at them, letting the delivery boy place them wherever.

The logistics staff who cleaned the makeup room thought it wasn’t right to continue like this, so they found a vase to put the roses in.

Thanks to Wen Qiao, the makeup room was filled with fragrance every day.

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On the day Fu Jinghen returned to Jiang City, to express her gratitude for his hard work and dedication over these days, Wen Qiao took half a day off specially to see him off at the airport.

Seeing Wen Qiao coming back forlorn after sending him off, Jiang Yao couldn’t help but laugh and ask, "What’s wrong? Can’t bear to part?"

"Indeed, I can’t bear it." Wen Qiao touched her stomach, her expression bittersweet, "The moment my gold master daddy leaves, my good days are over. Tomorrow, it’s back to eating boxed meals."

Jiang Yao: "....."

You’re just thinking about eating!

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The assistant that Jiang Yao picked out for Wen Qiao was named Zhao Chu, the same age as Wen Qiao and a very simple and lovely girl. From her appearance, you could tell she didn’t have a single wicked thought, and her care for Wen Qiao was absolutely genuine. Wen Qiao and Jiang Yao would usually call her Xiao Chu.

With Xiao Chu’s arrival, Jiang Yao’s workload decreased significantly. With her reliable work, Jiang Yao could confidently leave to discuss endorsements or tend to other matters for Wen Qiao.

Using stunt doubles in period dramas is a common practice, but to avoid continuity errors in the shots, unless it was a very professional move that Wen Qiao couldn’t complete, she usually would do the performances herself with the help of a stunt coordinator.

At the end of the day, her body was covered in several bruises, an alarming sight of purples and blues.

While the assistant was applying ointment, she saw patches of green and purple bruises on Wen Qiao’s back and felt so heartbroken she could barely stand it. As she gently spread the ointment on Wen Qiao’s back with her fingertips, Xiao Chu sniffed, "How did it get so bad? Weren’t precautions taken?"

Lying face down on the bed, Wen Qiao swung her legs back and forth, "Yeah, the crew’s safety measures are top-notch, but delicate skin like mine just can’t hold up. It looks pretty bad, but it actually doesn’t hurt."

No sooner had she spoken than she let out a "yowch."

Xiao Chu immediately retracted her hand, applying the ointment even more gently, but still complained, "You say it doesn’t hurt, but I’m not even pressing hard."

Wen Qiao mumbled whiningly, "If you don’t press, it won’t hurt, right?"

"...."

The room fell into an inexplicable silence; if it weren’t for the fact that she could still feel Xiao Chu applying medicine, Wen Qiao would have thought she was the only one left in the room. Just as she was about to turn her head to check, she heard Xiao Chu ask, "Don’t you find it tough?"

"Tough in what way?"