Chapter 569: Li Lei's soul is weak
Chapter 569 Li Lei’s soul is weak
It was very dark inside the container. She knocked over the flashlight and hit the floor with a loud noise.
Afraid of disturbing others, she said in a tearful tone: "Li Lei, let me go!"
But he wouldn’t let go,
She is very beautiful. That kind of beauty is not glamorous in the worldly sense, but as delicate and exquisite as jade, which can withstand carving, like a flawless work of art.
No matter how many times he watched it, it always fascinated him.
He persisted and finished what he wanted to do. "Xiao Ling," his voice was low, with a magical hoarseness in the darkness, "you are mine."
For a while, she was in a daze, her body seemed not to be her own, and even his voice seemed to come from a distant place. Then, I heard the sound of someone tapping the container - "Ye Xingling! Ye Xingling, are you in there? It's your turn, come on!... Director, I have searched everywhere, but I can't find Ye Xingling, this fan The container door cannot be opened. Could something have happened to her inside? "
There was more rapid knocking on the door, and someone tried to knock it twice.
Xia Ling was so excited that she hurriedly pushed Li Lei away and shouted with a higher voice: "I'm touching up my makeup, I'll be out soon!"
“Hurry up!” The people outside stopped.
She stumbled to get the flashlight in the distance. In the darkness, she tripped over something and fell to the ground. All the bones in her body ached. There was blood coming out of the wrist.
She covered her wrists and huddled next to the weak light of the flashlight, tears bursting into her eyes.
"Where did you fall? Let me see." Li Lei turned over and squatted in front of her to check her wounds.
Xia Ling waved his hand away.
"Li Lei," she cried, "yes, that child is Pei Ziheng's, yes, yes, yes, you are right. Are you satisfied now?" Her face was filled with tears, and her makeup was a mess. Every part of my body was hurting, and even my voice was shaking with pain, "Do you think, do you think I can be bullied casually because I don't have a family background or a strong backer?"
He did not dare not send Nangong Qingya home because she was the eldest daughter of the Nangong family. He did not dare to disobey the old man's order because the old man had great power. What about her? Is it okay for him to do whatever he wants to her, to come and go at a moment's notice, even to bully her casually in such a wilderness?
The tears fell down like broken beads. She wiped them randomly with her bleeding hands, and her face became even more stained. While crying, she groped for the makeup table in the corner of the container, washed her face with cold water, took off her makeup and started putting it on again.
The light of the flashlight was very dim, but even that still showed her swollen eyes like walnuts, which made her really unable to see anyone. She forced herself to stop crying. In the artist industry, there is no freedom of joy and sorrow. You must control yourself even when you want to cry. She endured the cold water temperature, twisted a towel and applied it to her eyes. After a while, she took it off and quickly put on a smoky make-up amidst the urging from outside the door.
She rarely wears such heavy makeup and looks decadent and desolate.
The knock on the door was louder, this time it was Lin Yunan: "Ye Xingling, hurry up! I don't have a long career, but I have a lot of airs! Can you have some professional ethics?!"
She responded with a sigh of relief: "It'll be fine soon." Swallowing back the sobs in her voice, she searched a wide circle on the ground before she found the clothes that had been thrown aside. She put it on and tried her best to smooth out the wrinkles on it. After seeing that she was almost done, she went to open the door of the container.
“Xiao Ling.” In the darkness, Li Lei called her hoarsely.
Her steps paused, but she did not look back and walked out despite the pain all over her body.
Lin Yunan scolded her for a while, and the director and several other staff members didn't look good. She apologized to everyone, cheered up and started shooting seriously. Finally, because she could take all the shots at once, Everyone's attitude softened a bit.
When I finished work, it was almost three o'clock in the morning.
Lin Yunan found a large soft and thick blanket from somewhere and wrapped it around her body: "What's wrong? What happened just now, and I cried a lot. - Do you think there will be no one with such thick smoky makeup?" Can you tell? As soon as you started shooting, there were gossips over there checking the container."
Xia Ling was in a low mood and walked forward with her head buried, not wanting to talk.
Lin Yunan asked: "Li Lei or Pei Ziheng? These two are the only ones who can make you cry. They also directly moved the container truck away, and the people who were looking for gossip were all in vain."
Xia Ling finally spoke, her voice hoarse: "I'm very tired and want to take a vacation."
"On vacation?" Lin Yunan escorted her into his car, and said as he started the car, "I think it's a good idea for you. There will be a talk show at noon tomorrow, live broadcast. Even if you are going to die, you have to finish the show before you die."
Xia Ling: "...didn't you say during the day that I could die after participating in tonight's filming?"
Lin Yunan: "Do you believe me when I lie to you?" He simply stopped the car and pulled out her itinerary from his notebook to read, "However, if you insist on holding on until noon tomorrow, you can really go and rest. I don’t have a big schedule, so I can arrange it. Take good care of yourself. The concert will be held in a few days. It’s your first solo concert. Please be very energetic and don’t be half-dead.”
He talked a lot.
Xia Ling didn't listen much and curled up in the back seat and fell asleep.
Lin Yunan sent her home, and when he carried her upstairs, he noticed the red marks on her neck. He was startled at first, and then cursed angrily: "That **** Li Lei doesn't want to live anymore? He dares to mess around with my people?! "Now, he was sure that it was Li Lei and not Pei Ziheng. Pei Ziheng was so old-fashioned and boring, and he didn't seem like someone who could do such a thing.
Lin Yunan began to seriously consider whether it was a good idea to move Xiao Ling from Tianyi to the Emperor for her career as a queen.
Xia Ling didn't know how long she slept. She had a lot of messy dreams. When she woke up, her cheeks were covered with tears.
In front of him was Lin Yunan's enlarged face: "Auntie, you've finally woken up. I was afraid that you had overslept, and I didn't even dare to go home to stay with you, so I asked you to get up. Come on, take a shower, put on clothes, put on makeup, and go out. It's too late for lunch. I'll give it to you. I bought a sandwich and ate it in the car.”
(End of this chapter)