Chapter 931: Shen Shichu Has Fallen

She fell asleep.

Bo Yanching put the phone on speaker and left it on his lap, thinking of lighting a cigarette, but realized it had already burnt out completely, not even a trace of tobacco left.

Bo Yanching didn’t light another cigarette, for fear that the sound of the lighter would disturb her.

Instead, he finished the remaining red wine in the glass, didn’t turn off the light, and slipped into bed without making a sound.

The speaker was left on all night.

In the middle of the night, Nan Jiaojiao seemed to wake up once.

At the slightest movement, Bo Yanching woke up as well, hearing the sound of slippers scuffing, followed by the distant sound of flushing.

He had just picked up the phone to say something when Nan Jiaojiao simply hung up the call.

Bo Yanching was dumbfounded yet amused, and didn’t sleep well for the rest of the night.

The next day.

Chu Yao had one scene in the morning.

After finishing, she returned to the trailer to catch up on sleep.

Nan Jiaojiao couldn’t leave; she wasn’t there just for Chu Yao alone.

As long as filming was ongoing, she had to stay on set.

After a few days of interaction, the Director found that although this girl was a bit aloof and not very talkative, her professionalism was truly impressive.

The costumes for the main and important supporting roles in the crew were designed by E.Y’s chief designer, Sweetheart.

No one dared to find fault with them, yet Nan Jiaojiao dared to make changes.

Initially, the Director was on edge and even went out of his way to ask Pei Dongshi, worried that this unknown little designer’s random alterations might upset Sweetheart.

Pei Dongshi’s response was simply:

Let her mess with it as she pleases.

Ironically, the areas she altered, when put on again, maximized the personal characteristics of the actors.

By now, word had spread that there’s a talented designer in Group A, and actors along with the staff from Groups B and C were requesting the Director for personnel.

The Director was reluctant to release her, tightly holding onto her, and even instructed everyone up and down that no word should be leaked before the filming was complete.

Lunch was served precisely at noon, and the meals for Chu Yao and Nan Jiaojiao would be brought to their trailer.

Before Nan Jiaojiao was a spread of delicacies, with even the vegetarian dishes sculpted into flowers.

While Chu Yao only had a bit of boiled vegetables, saltwater chicken breast, and a bowl of fruit.

Every time they ate together, the disparity filled Chu Yao with great resentment.

She could smell the aromas but didn’t dare eat, resolving the frustration by mindlessly scrolling on her phone to get the food down.

Suddenly, she blurted out a curse, “Jiaobaoer, Shen Shichu has collapsed, a funeral home opened across from his mall, and this news has exploded on the trending searches.”

Nan Jiaojiao paused while holding her water, took a sip, her voice barely changing, “Really?”

Chu Yao was over the moon, “Yaen Chi is such a troublemaker, arranging media exposés on the funeral home a week before the mall’s opening, signing contracts with multiple hospitals, with ambulances constantly pulling in and out bodies there, it’s so lively, who would dare shop across the street, it’s like inviting bad luck.”

Nan Jiaojiao gently set down her glass, pressing her lips without a word.

“No wonder, Lu Zhenzhen was asking me about suitable land in the suburbs, and I even sought some insider info from Mo Tingshen.

She turned around and bought those plots in the Eastern Suburbs by the mountains to make a horse farm.

Her former horse farm in the city was somewhat lacking, but relocating to the suburbs, with beautiful mountains and water, it opened a few days ago, and all of Rongcheng City spontaneously promoted her.”

After a pause, Chu Yao asked, “By the way, did she invite you to the opening?”

Nan Jiaojiao said, “She did, but I thought it was too far and too crowded, so I didn’t go.”