Chapter 8

Mia was choked for a moment and shot her a fierce glare

Qin Zhaoyang glanced at Tang Zechen, who was leaning against the car door, and then at the extremely guilty Qin Nuanyang, gritting his teeth, "Did you spend the night with him last night?"

By the time she arrived at the film crew, it was already quite late. She was the last to arrive, and after getting out of the car, she greeted Li Ao before heading to the makeup room to get ready.

The makeup artist had just finished applying makeup on Li Han and mentioned the incident of Li Han's facial injury while shaping Nuan Yang's eyebrows

He said leisurely, "You're welcome, but there is a cost."

Qin Nuanyang was so furious that she wished she could strangle Li Han and Tang Zechen, but she could only force a smile at Qin Zhaoyang.

Qin Nuanyang turned the beads on her wrist, and when she raised her head again, she had already returned to her usual demeanor. She cast a faint glance at him before turning around and walking towards the filming set

However, her long skirt was clearly a hindrance; after taking only a few steps, she stumbled as she stepped on the hem of her skirt

What Qin Zhaoyang saw when he got out of the car was this scene, and he slightly frowned. Just as he was about to step forward, he saw the car he had recently bought for Qin Nuanyang driving in from another entrance

Qin Nuanyang did not sleep well last night. When Miya came to pick her up early in the morning, she was startled by her complexion. "Did you go robbing? Didn't you return to your own home last night? Why are you back at this apartment again?"

He raised an eyebrow and slowly narrowed his eyes

Miya knew Qin Nuanyang's attitude as soon as she turned her head, standing in front of Li Han like a door god. "We are all adults, let's be mature. If we make a joke of ourselves, it will be embarrassing for everyone."

Tang Zechen steadied her gently, looking down at her, "May I hug you?"

Tang Zechen

Tang Zechen paused his steps and looked down at her, just in time to meet her misty eyes. At that moment, her eyes resembled a clear spring, so transparent that he could see his own reflection at the bottom of her gaze.

Qin Nuanyang had a circle of beads on her wrist that he was gripping, causing her wrist to ache sharply. She suddenly stopped in her tracks and forcefully withdrew her hand. "Speak plainly, don't drag this out."

Just as she was about to walk over, Li Han had already chased after her. His scarred face, combined with his expression at that moment, indeed looked quite intimidating

Her voice was neither too soft nor too loud, just right for everyone present to hear clearly

As soon as Qin Nuanyang heard the name Xu Yashu, he became agitated, raising his hand to grip her hand, "Don't you think you are meddling too much?"

Li Han may have felt a hint of regret at this moment, and he softened his tone, "Are you..." He paused, a trace of embarrassment flashing across his face, "Are you being kept by someone? And then keeping a college student yourself?"

Qin Nuanyang felt quite embarrassed, and her tone had noticeably cooled when she spoke, "Are you really pleased that things have turned out this way?"

Once said, it becomes even more difficult to argue against it, alright

Qin Nuanyang's face instantly turned pale upon hearing this. Connecting it to the makeup artist's hesitance just now, she almost immediately thought of Xu Zhengyang, "Who said that?"

Noticing her displeasure, Li Han was evidently angrier than she was, gritting his teeth in fury, "Clarify your words."

His sudden and forceful intervention left everyone momentarily stunned. Once the reporters realized who he was, the atmosphere became lively again, and the scene was almost in a frenzy.

Qin Nuanyang: "... ... Are you with me?"

She frowned, clearly looking uncomfortable. He leaned against the car door and exchanged a distant glance with Qin Zhaoyang, who had already entered the car, and without hesitation, pushed through the crowd to enter.

Qin Nuanyang took a big gulp of milk and couldn't be bothered to pay attention to her

Those topics always revolved around whether "she was being kept and had taken a young lover, while also juggling several affairs." She frowned and did not respond, looking over at Li Han, who was similarly blocked, feeling a wave of darkness wash over her.

Once on the bus, Qin Nuanyang pointed to the flower bed behind while eating breakfast, saying, "I saw someone loitering there when I went home yesterday. You should ask my brother later what has been going on recently."

The lighting technicians and prop masters at the scene finally reacted, boldly clearing a path for Qin Nuanyang.

Mia scrutinized her several times, and after they exited the elevator, she cautiously asked, "Have you been hiding something from me lately?"

At the same time, the door to the dressing room was pushed open

Li Han pressed his lips together, yet the anger on his face grew more intense. He grasped her wrist firmly, disregarding her long skirt which made it inappropriate to walk quickly, and dragged her towards his lounge.

Qin Nuanyang's current situation is indeed far from good, as those cameras are so close that it seems they might hit her face at any moment. Mia is doing her best to protect her, yet they are still surrounded and feeling somewhat suffocated.

Ah? Qin Nuanyang was taken aback

Li Han stood at the door, gripping the doorknob, his eyes fixed on her with a sinister glare for a while. "I have something to say to you"

A large group of reporters got off the vehicle and quickly ran over here

However, what is the filming set? It is a place where a group of staff work, yet he chased her out indiscriminately, causing Qin Nuanyang's expression to suddenly turn unpleasant

Qin Nuanyang turned to look at the sound, and her face instantly became even paler than before

Tang Zechen seized this opportunity and maintained a half-embrace posture as he led her out

The makeup artist, accustomed to the gentle and calm demeanor of Qin Nuanyang, was seeing the clear coldness in her eyes for the first time. She hurriedly apologized, "I’m sorry, please don’t misunderstand. I just heard that it was because of you that this commotion started, and I wanted to give you a heads-up..."

Seeing this, Mia quickly took a few steps to catch up, half-supporting her and asking with some concern, "Do you want to take a leave today?"

Qin Nuanyang let out a cold laugh, "So this is a recommendation for your grandfather to me?"

Qin Nuanyang finally stood up, and the makeup artist only had time to apply light makeup on her. Her long hair had not been styled yet, cascading smoothly behind her, enhancing her beauty with a classical elegance and grace.

The noise behind her seemed to suddenly fade away, as if it were a sound coming from another world. She circled around him, looking up at his elegantly defined jawline, and suddenly felt a stir in her heart, sensing a slight warmth rising to her ears

Qin Nuanyang turned her head to look over, her brows slightly furrowing

When he finally reached her side, she was accidentally jostled by a reporter next to her and fell into his arms.

Li Han stared at her in disbelief, his entire face darkened with an ominous expression, "Say that to me one more time!"

The makeup artist noticed her pursed lips and the faint expression between her brows, and softly added, "I heard that she had a falling out with the director last night and is still refusing to shoot. It is Xu Yashu who is persuading her inside."

Qin Nuanyang vaguely heard the phrases "big news," "keeping a mistress," and "stepping on several boats," and her expression grew increasingly grim. She instinctively took a few steps back, maintaining a distance from Li Han and Qin Zhaoyang.

As soon as the words were spoken, the entire filming set fell silent, as if it were a space where time had come to a standstill, and one could clearly hear the sound of a car approaching from a distance

Her gaze fell on the slightly open collar of his shirt, hesitating for a moment before softly saying: "Thank you"

Miya quickly reacted and immediately shielded Qin Nuanyang as they headed towards the nanny van, but no matter how fast they were, they could not outpace the reporters. Before she could get close to the nanny van, she was already surrounded tightly by a swarm of reporters.

Tang Zechen had been standing not far away since just now, but this time he was the closest one to her

Qin Nuanyang's face showed no signs of change, yet her heart was in turmoil. She was so absorbed in her thoughts that she did not even hear the unusual noises coming from the corridor, until Miya's sharp voice suddenly jolted her back to reality

Li Han, however, was somewhat persistent, "Qin Nuanyang, did you hear me speaking?"

Qin Nuanyang let out a sound of "Hmm," somewhat perplexed by her meaning

He was originally about to take a step forward, but after a moment of careful consideration, he turned around and returned to his car

As she turned her head, she saw Qin Zhaoyang frowning and taking a few steps forward, and immediately shook her head at him, signaling him not to pay attention.

Qin Nuanyang raised an eyebrow and turned to look at Miya, "Did you ask your brother to come over?"

Are you sure I should say this here? She chuckled, not holding back, "I just don't like you, so what?"

He regained his composure, opened the car door, and placed her in the passenger seat, then leaned over to fasten her seatbelt

Tang Zechen clearly did not care about her answer, slightly bent down and picked her up in a horizontal position, quickly walking towards the car that was parked not far away

Tang Zechen was not at all polite to the beauty who came to him; he firmly supported her hand with one hand while the other hand clasped her waist, pulling her tightly into his embrace

She slightly lifted one side of her skirt and, when she walked in front of Li Han, she cast a nonchalant glance at him and said, "You speak, I am listening."

No need." As soon as the words were spoken, a car that was extremely familiar slowly drove into the entrance

Miya swallowed hard and said in a lowered voice, "Are you in a relationship?"

Qin Nuanyang then coldly released her hand, took a tissue from https://m.hetushucom.com and wiped the corner of her brow, saying, "Don't delay the shooting."

Knowing that she was no longer concerned about it, the makeup artist finally breathed a sigh of relief. Observing her hesitation to speak, she ultimately chose to remain silent.

Miya was equally perplexed, "No, when I called in the morning, President Qin said to discuss it later..."

Qin Nuanyang realized upon reflection that she had suddenly left home last night and had not returned, instead staying in the small apartment for the entire night. No wonder he came over today

Qin Nuanyang raised her hand to shield herself from the blinding flash of the camera, almost unsteady on her feet, leaning half against Miya. Through this wall of people, she glanced into the distance and saw Xu Yashu standing at the door, arms crossed, looking over with a smile that was chillingly cold.

Miya let out an "oh" and, still somewhat unconvinced, asked, "Are you really not in a relationship?"

Li Han's face was indeed bruised and unsightly, with a cut on the corner of his lips and his upper lip slightly swollen. However, at this moment, he was blocking the doorway with an imposing presence, followed by Xu Yashu, which completely extinguished any desire she had to talk to him

Li Han, seeing her reaction, initially assumed this to be the truth. He grasped her shoulders, slightly leaned down to meet her gaze, and said, "Warm Sun, listen to me. I can give you everything you want. Do you know my grandfather? My grandfather is actually ... ... "

Qin Nuanyang was rendered speechless by her question. Was she supposed to tell Miya that she had gone out last night for Tang Zechen's club, and that upon returning home, he insisted on sending her and she could only stay in the apartment?

It is not surprising that Qin Nuanyang was involved; he was the one causing trouble at the TC Club last night, and it would be unreasonable for him to escape unscathed

Thinking this, she raised her hand to rub her brow, too tired to speak, "Why have there been so many matters recently"

A circle of onlookers behind did not dare to approach, instead standing at a distance at the entrance to watch.