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“You are unbelievable!”

Sister Lai was about to start cursing while pointing at her nose, but Zhou Po signaled his assistant with a look, and the latter hurriedly pulled Ye Linlin out.

Whether it was because the assistant wasn’t pulling hard enough or because she was truly unrestrained, Ye Linlin, even while being restrained by a grown man, could still jump up and curse. Her words didn’t include any curse words, but they were harsh. She kept grabbing the man’s arm, giving the impression of someone struggling in another’s embrace.

It wasn’t until she was some distance away from the RV that she calmed down, patted the man’s arm, stepped back, and adjusted her clothes, “Alright, you don’t have to hold onto me, I’m not really going to jump over.”

The man twitched at the corner of his eye, dumbfounded, as he watched her hum a little tune and skip away with her hands behind her back.

Inside the RV, Sister Lai was so upset that even her breathing wasn’t steady, “What kind of people are you hiring for your crew? Any Tom, Dick, or Harry can join, there’s no quality!”

Zhou Po’s expression flickered slightly, but he still maintained a friendly smile, “She’s just a young girl, don’t take it to heart. I’ll have a word with her later.”

“If it weren’t for Director Chen’s team, I wouldn’t even consider the people you hire!”

Sister Lai complained a bit more and sat by herself to drink tea, not even acknowledging Zhou Po further.

In the bedroom, Song Yuan drank some hot water to soothe herself, “I’m sorry for bothering you. I’m fine, Sister Lai is just too anxious.”

Her voice was low, with a hint of weakness in it, “Did I disturb you? You were supposed to be on vacation.”

Nan Jiaojiao said, “Where are you hurt? Is it convenient for me to take a look at your injury?”

There was a fleeting emotion in Song Yuan’s eyes, “Jiaojiao, can you do it?”

“I can’t, but I have to see how the wound is.”

She added politely, “Is it convenient?”

“It’s fine, it’s no problem.”

Song Yuan was wearing a two-piece loungewear set. She lifted the shirt on her left side to reveal a wound on her side.

It was stabbed quite deeply, and the blood had clotted.

“The doctor has already treated it. He said the wound would heal faster if not covered. I just hit my waist at the time, the waist injury flared up and it hurt badly, but it’s not that serious.”

Nan Jiaojiao leaned in a bit closer and glanced at the wound.

“What’s wrong?” Song Yuan noticed the change in her expression.

Nan Jiaojiao only said, “Nothing. I will investigate and give you an explanation.”

“You don’t have to be so distant with me,” Song Yuan put her shirt down and said gently, “It’s only Sister Lai who takes it seriously. I don’t care much about the truth. In our line of work, these kinds of things happen a lot. You also got involved because of me.”

Nan Jiaojiao thought they didn’t have such a deep relationship for such words, “Did you call me for anything else?”

Song Yuan was momentarily stunned, “No, I just didn’t want you to overthink it and wanted to ease your mind. But it seems I was overthinking it.”

She shook her head and smiled, her pale face lacking much color, the makeup removed, her lip color alarmingly white.

Voices could be heard from outside; it was Su Miaotong who had arrived. Earlier, Nan Jiaojiao had asked her to bring back a laptop.

She opened the laptop and brought up the surveillance footage.

They had the authority to access footage from the shared office with Shen Bin and the two costume storage rooms.

“What are you pretending to investigate for? You think what you can come up with, we hadn’t already done? If someone deliberately hid a needle, the surveillance would have long been deleted by you guys!”

Sister Lai’s sarcasm wasn’t finished when her gaze swept over the screen and suddenly changed.

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