"What is this? A script?" He Qinglan was puzzled, "Didn't you send the script over earlier?"
"No.
"The assistant looked confused.
He Qinglan's temples were pounding, and she always felt that something had been ignored by her.
She handed the thick script in her hand to her assistant: "Isn't this the script you got?"
The assistant flipped through it, his eyes widening: "Mr. He, this is an internal script. It is so detailed that only the director and a few leading actors have it. Where could I get it? You are so flattering to me!"
"Then this script..." At this point, He Qinglan suddenly bit her lower lip, turned around and ran to the restaurant, looking for Lin Chaoyang.
But Lin Chaoyang's body was nowhere to be seen in the restaurant.
He Qinglan stopped a waiter and asked anxiously: "Where is the girl sitting here just now?"
"Are you asking Miss Lin?"
"Yes, where did she go?"
The waiter politely replied: "Ms. Lin has packed the food and should have gone back to the room.
"
"Where is her room and what is its number?"
"Sorry, madam, we cannot disclose the customer's information casually, you can contact us by phone.
"
Yes, yes, there is also a phone number.
As soon as Lin Chaoyang arrived in the room, she received a call from He Qinglan. She put the food on the dining table and turned to Shao Yunheng: "Master Shao, please wait for me for a while. I will make a call and open the packing box later.
"
Shao Yunheng would never do this kind of work that makes his hands greasy. He is a mysophobic and pretentious person. When we were together before, he wouldn't even eat fish because spitting out thorns was disgusting.
Even if she doesn't want to eat it, she is not allowed to eat it.
Sometimes when I think about it, Lin Chaoyang didn't know how he survived the time he was with Shao Yunheng.
She walked to the bathroom and answered the phone: "Sister Qinglan.
"
"The rising sun.
"He Qinglan on the other side of the phone sounded anxious, "Which room are you in?"
"Are you coming?" Lin Chaoyang frowned, there was Shao Yunheng in the room.
She did not reply to He Qinglan immediately, but blocked the phone and asked Shao Yunheng: "Master Shao, my sister is coming over and I have to go out.
"
"Let her come over.
"
"Is it okay?" Lin Chaoyang was surprised. She was now numb with surprise.
Shao Yunheng has changed so much.
He actually allowed a stranger to enter his room.
"Thank you, Master Shao.
Lin Chaoyang thanked him cheerfully, and then told He Qinglan the room number.
After the phone call, she washed her hands and prepared to open the packing box.
However, when she came over, she saw that the dining table was filled with food.
Shao Yunheng actually opened the box by himself.
What's going on?
Lin Chaoyang raised his eyes.
Shao Yunheng arched his eyebrows and waved to her: "Come here quickly, the food is getting cold.
"
Lin Chaoyang sat at the dining table with hands and feet, curious: "Master Shao, don't you have mysophobia?"
Hearing this, Shao Yunheng's expression darkened, showing some helplessness and sadness: "Actually, I am not mysophobic, I just hope that I can do better so that my father will like me.
"
Speaking of this, he curled his lips mockingly: "Unfortunately, no matter what I do, he hates me.
"
Wow, it hurts so much.
Lin Chaoyang felt extremely uncomfortable. He really didn't expect that Shao Yunheng's mysophobia could have such a reason.