Chapter 59: I Was Thinking Way Too Small
In an instant, Ling Xiaoli froze completely.
She had just been generously telling everyone at the dinner table to eat whatever they wanted because she was treating them, and now the male lead had overheard that she was actually surviving on the production crew’s boxed meals?
So how much had the male lead heard?
Ling Xiaoli felt like she had dug out an entire Louvre beneath her feet from sheer embarrassment.
However, Lin Cheng merely smiled and nodded at her before walking into the men’s restroom next door.
Emmm…
So the male lead hadn’t heard anything after all, had he?
Thank goodness, thank goodness. Ling Xiaoli patted her chest and slipped back into the private room.
………
After listening to Ling Xiaoli’s footsteps fade away, Lin Cheng took out his phone, found a number, and dialed it.
“Su Bai, do me a favor.”
“Oh? Now this is something new. You’re actually asking me for a favor. What’s up?”
“Help me investigate someone. Ling Xiaoli. I want all the information on her—the more detailed, the better.”
“Heh, looks like Xiaoyuan was right. It really is happening soon.”
Lin Cheng frowned.
“What did Feng Weiyuan say? What’s happening soon?”
“He said you’re getting married soon.”
Lin Cheng’s five fingers tightened around the phone, and the poor device endured a level of pressure it was never meant to experience in its lifetime.
……
Feng Weiyuan, who was busy shoveling boxed rice into his mouth, suddenly sneezed. Several grains of rice flew out. He rubbed his nose and continued burying his head in his meal.
……
The meal ended in a pleasant atmosphere, with both host and guests thoroughly enjoying themselves.
In the end, Ling Xiaoli paid the bill, and Lin Cheng had no objection whatsoever.
This made Ling Xiaoli breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed the male lead really hadn’t heard her dramatic performance in the restroom.
Lin Cheng drove the two women back to the production crew, then picked up his luggage and set off for downtown H City. Chen Zi’an had already arrived and was waiting for him.
Luo Zhaoyin had scenes that afternoon, while Ling Xiaoli continued her little journey of studying from a small stool.
At one-thirty, it was normally the hottest time of an ordinary day. Yet the sky remained gloomy, showing no sign of the sun at all.
Ling Xiaoli wrapped herself tightly in her down jacket and curled up on the stool, yawning nonstop. She hadn’t slept well the night before, and now that she had eaten, she was even sleepier.
But when she looked over at A-Yin, who was having her hair and makeup done while trying hard to straighten her back despite trembling all over from the cold, Ling Xiaoli suddenly felt that she was doing pretty well herself. At least she could wear a down jacket and curl herself into a ball.
In her half-asleep state, Ling Xiaoli was thinking about how to solve the original owner’s family problems when her phone suddenly vibrated.
She took out her phone and squinted at the screen.
It was Keke!
Keke, who had been out of contact for several days!
Over the past two days, Ling Xiaoli had sent Keke quite a few WeChat messages, but Keke hadn’t replied to any of them.
If Keke hadn’t previously said that she had been especially busy lately and might not have time to reply to messages, Ling Xiaoli would really have worried that something had happened to her.
“Ahhh, Xiaoli, baby!!! I’m finally back in the country! Where are you? I’m coming to see you right now!!”
The moment the call connected, Ling Xiaoli heard Keke’s excited squealing from the other end, and she couldn’t help smiling too.
“I’m at the H City film studio. Don’t come here. The weather is terrible, and it looks like it’s about to snow.”
So Keke had gone abroad. Ling Xiaoli had no idea what she had gone there for.
“I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care! I want to see you! Wah! I’ve missed you so much!”
Ling Xiaoli smiled helplessly.
“Okay, okay, okay. Just be careful. When are you coming over?”
“Let me see…” There was a brief silence on the other end.
“There’s a flight at three this afternoon. Any later and the flight might not be able to take off because of the weather. Wait for me, I’m coming right now!”
“Okay. I’ll book you a hotel first, and then I’ll go pick you up at the airport.”
Ling Xiaoli thought to herself that she didn’t even know whether she would still be able to book a room at the hotel where she was staying. There were quite a few film crews working before the New Year.
“No, no, no. The film studio has a hotel that belongs to me. The hotel has a private car waiting at the airport whenever I need it. You just obediently wait for me to come spoil you, hehe~”
Ling Xiaoli: ???
Was this the power of being a rich woman?
Terrifying!
While she was still thinking about booking a room, Keke had casually said, ‘My hotel.’
She really had been thinking way too small.
Way, way too small.