[Net King+SKIP] Best Female Director

The doctor performed a CT scan on Haruka Atobe's head, and there was no problem.The wound on the forehead is also a skin trauma, nothing serious, and it will heal in a few days.

Atobe, who wrapped her head, looked at a group of people who were worried about her, and her eyes were full of apology: "Sorry, I made you worry."

President Takarata: "As long as Director Atobe is fine."

Tsuruga Ren's eyes were full of guilt and self-blame, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

Haruka Atobe shook his head slightly, "It's just an accident, don't take it to heart, let's go back to the set quickly."

Hideto Kishima stared at Haruka Atobe with wide eyes in surprise, "Director Atobe, don't you want to go back and continue shooting now?"

Haruka Atobe nodded slightly, "Go back and continue shooting."

"But your injury...?"

Haruka Atobe reached out and touched the white bandage on his forehead, and said indifferently, "It's just a skin injury."

President Takarata said: "Director Atobe, you should rest for half a day today."

"No, this injury doesn't affect the shooting, let's go back."

Thinking of Atobe Haruka's face covered in blood, Tsuruga Ren felt a burst of fear, showing worry, "It's better for you to rest."

President Takada continued to persuade: "Director Atobe, this movie is not on schedule, you don't need to work so hard, you should go back and rest now."

"Director Atobe, you'd better go back and rest." Guidao Hideto also persuaded from the side.

"I..." Haruka Atobe was about to say that she was really fine, but was interrupted by a voice.

"You go back to rest, my uncle." With a loud shout, Atobe came in from the door with a scorched face.He hurried to the hospital, and just as he was about to come in when he went upstairs, he heard Haruka Atobe's conversation.

Seeing his nephew suddenly appearing in the hospital, Haruka Atobe was surprised, "King Wu, why are you here?"

Atobe strode up to Atobe Haruka, a pair of purple-gray eyes swept across Atobe Haruka's whole body, seeing the white bandage on Atobe Haruka's forehead, his pupils suddenly became dark and filled with worry.

Seeing the worry in his nephew's eyes, Atobe Haruka comforted him: "I'm fine, it's just a little bit of skin."

Atobe looked at Haruka Atobe sharply, "Have you checked?"

Haruka Atobe nodded, "Just checked, there is no problem."

Hearing what Ajibe Haruka said, Atobe heaved a long sigh of relief, a heart that was hanging because of fear and fear could finally fall to the ground.

"Go back and rest."

"I..." Seeing his nephew's sharp gaze, Haruka Atobe obediently closed his mouth and swallowed the words that just came to his mouth.

President Takada on the side said: "Director Atobe, go back and rest first."

Haruka Atobe looked at his nephew who could not refuse, sighed helplessly in his heart, turned his head to look at President Baotian and the others, "Sorry, I will go back first, and I will trouble you about the studio. I will come back tomorrow morning The set."

President Baotian smiled and waved his hands, "Leave it to us with confidence, you can go back and rest first."

Atobe Haruka nodded slightly: "Okay." After speaking, he turned to look at Tsuruga Ren, "Mr. Tsuruga, today was just an accident, not your fault, you don't need to take it to heart."

It was only then that Atobe noticed Tsuruga Ren and Kishima Hideto on the side. Seeing Tsuruga Ren, Atobe's eyes suddenly became cold. He glanced coldly at Tsuruga Ren, and pulled Atobe Haruka hand left.

When Haruka Atobe and the others were out of sight, Hideki Guidao came back to his senses and asked curiously, "Who was that man just now?" The man just now knew that he was not a simple person.

Hearing Hideto Kishima's question, Tsuruga Ren realized that the relationship between Haruka Atobe and that person seemed unusual just now, and she was also very curious about who that person was just now.

President Takarata introduced: "That person just now is the nephew of the Atobe Zaibatsu, the heir of the Atobe Zaibatsu, Keigo Atobe." Two years ago, he attended the banquet of the Atobe Zaibatsu and met the heir of the Atobe Zaibatsu, He was very extraordinary at such a young age, which left a deep impression on him.

Hideto Kishima opened his eyes wide, with a surprised expression on his face, "Director Atobe has such a big nephew, I really didn't realize it."

Tsuruga Ren thought of the cold eyes that Atobe looked at him just now, and couldn't help feeling a little puzzled. Director Atobe's nephew seemed to dislike him a little.

President Takada explained: "Director Atobe is the old daughter of the previous Atobe president."

Guidao Hideto nodded knowingly, "I see."

"Okay, you two go back to the set first, and tell the staff on the set about Director Atobe's situation." President Takara frowned slightly, "I'll deal with the media." When he just arrived, Director Atobe was injured The news of this has been spread long ago, and now the hospital gate is probably full of media.

Tsuruga Ren nodded, "Let's go first."

On the other side, with a cold face, Atobe walked towards the parking lot tightly holding Haruka Atobe's hand.

Seeing his nephew's complexion, Atobe Haruka knew that his nephew was worried about her, so he comforted her again: "Jing Wu, I'm really fine."

Atobe didn't look back and ignored Haruka Atobe, and walked forward holding her hand tightly.

Seeing that her nephew ignored her, Haruka Atobe's eyes flashed with helplessness.

The driver saw Atobe and the others and hurriedly opened the door.

Walking to the front of the car, Atobe let go of Haruka Atobe's hand and let her get in the car first.

Atobe Haruka glanced at Atobe, then bent over and got into the car.Then Atobe sat next to her.

After closing the car door, Atobe said to the driver: "Go back from the back of the hospital." When I first arrived, the entrance of the hospital was surrounded by media, and it was difficult to walk through the main entrance of the hospital.

"Yes, sir."

Sitting in the car, Haruka Atobe looked sideways at her nephew sitting beside her, reached out and patted the back of his hand, and said softly, "Sorry, I made you worry."

Seeing the white bandage on Atobe Haruka's forehead, Atobe felt particularly glaring. Thinking of what she said to Tsuruga Ren before leaving, she asked coldly, "What's going on?"

"It was just an accident."

Atobe looked sharply, "What's going on?" Her injury was definitely not an accident, it must have something to do with the man named Tsuruga Ren.

"It was really an accident." Haruka Atobe told Atobe exactly how he was injured.

Hearing Haruka Atobe's words, Atobe's eyes showed sarcasm, "It's not too gorgeous, is that man a child, and he tripped over the wires when he was walking."

"Mr. Tsuruga probably didn't notice his feet." Atobe Haruka defended Tsuruga Ren.

Hearing Ajibe Haruka speak for Tsuruga Lian, Atobe's heart surged with anger, "Is he an idiot if he doesn't pay attention to his feet when he walks?"

Although it was an accident, it is a fact that Tsuruga Ren was injured by Atobe Haruka, and Atobe hated Tsuruga Ren more and more.

"Don't say that, Mr. Tsuruga didn't mean it." Haruka Atobe raised his hand and rubbed Atobe's head, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Atobe took Haruka Atobe's hand and stared at her fiercely, "Stupid woman, she said she's fine after getting her head hurt, so what's the matter, huh?" When he heard that she was hospitalized with injuries, he was filled with panic And scared, she actually didn't care and said she was fine.

Atobe Haruka clenched Atobe's hand, with a guilty expression on her face, and her tone of self-blame: "I'm sorry, aunt made you worry."

Every time he saw her showing a guilty expression, even if he was angry again, he would become lifeless.He couldn't bear to get angry at her, and he couldn't bear to reprimand her loudly.

Sighing weakly in his heart, Atobe stretched out his hand to hug Haruka Atobe tightly in his arms, resting his chin on the top of Haruka Atobe's hair, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't worry me, stupid woman." She was His weakness, the weakness of his life.

Haruka Atobe reached out and patted Atobe's back, "Sorry, there will be no next time."

Atobe buried her head in Haruka Atobe's long silver hair, greedily absorbing her breath, her impetuous and worried heart finally calmed down.

Although he wanted to hold her like this all the time in his heart, his reason told him not to do so. Atobe let go of Haruka Atobe, looked down at the white bandage on Haruka Atobe's forehead, and stroked the bandage on her forehead with his fingers. Full of heartache, "Does it hurt?"

Haruka Atobe shook his head and said with a smile, "It doesn't hurt, and I'm not a child."

Atobe couldn't help scolding softly: "Children are smarter than you."

When Atobe said that, Haruka Atobe's eyes were full of helplessness, "Am I really that bad?" In the eyes of her nephew, she was actually inferior to a child, which really hurt her heart.

Seeing the injury in Haruka Atobe's eyes, Atobe couldn't help laughing, raised his hand and pinched Haruka Atobe's face fiercely, "At least the child will not let himself get hurt."

Atobe Haruka raised his hand to pat Atobe's hand away, and glared at Atobe, "It's getting smaller and smaller." The child was spoiled by her and became smaller and smaller.

Atobe snorted coldly: "Don't use your status as an elder to overwhelm me."

Atobe Haruka looked helpless, "You child..."

Atobe turned his head to the side and ignored Haruka Atobe.

Seeing that Atobe ignored her, Atobe Haruka shook his head helplessly.

Jingling, dingling, dingling... The phone rang suddenly.

Taking out the mobile phone and seeing that the caller ID was old man Atobe, Haruka Atobe suddenly felt a headache, and pressed the call button helplessly, "Father."

"Yaoyao, how many times have I told you to call Dad." Mr. Atobe's unscrupulous voice came from the other end of the phone.

Haruka Atobe automatically blocked the words of old man Atobe, "Is there something wrong?"

Hearing his daughter's indifferent tone, Mr. Atobe was sad, and asked pitifully, "Yaoyao, do you hate Dad?"

Hearing the pitiful voice on the other end of the phone, Haruka Atobe's mouth twitched fiercely, "No."

Hearing his grandfather's pitiful voice, Atobu said with a look of disgust: "It's really not gorgeous."

When the old man Atobe heard his grandson's voice on the other end of the phone, he immediately showed the momentum of the previous president of Atobe, "Jingwu, did you say that about grandpa? What's your courtesy?"

Atobe said embarrassingly, "I don't have such an unglamorous grandfather as you."

When his grandson said that, the old man Atobe became angry. He was about to speak to his grandson who didn't know how to be polite, but was interrupted by his daughter.

"What's the matter with me?"

Hearing his daughter's words, the old man Atobe remembered the purpose of his call, "Yaoyao, why did you get injured and admitted to the hospital, does it matter?"

"It's okay, it's just a skin injury."

"Dad is worried. Dad asked Dr. Green to examine you carefully."

"No need, I'm really fine." Haruka Atobe had nothing but helplessness for Mr. Atobe's detached character.

The old man Atobe still couldn't believe it, "Is it really all right?"

"fine."

"Dad is still worried. Dad will go back to Japan to see you tomorrow."

Atobe Haruka was unable to support his forehead, "I'm fine, you don't need to come back."

"Dad hasn't seen you for a long time. Dad misses you." Mr. Atobe's tone was full of grievances.

A huge drop of cold sweat slipped down the back of Haruka Atobe's head, "..."

Atobe took the phone and said to the disrespectful old man Atobe on the other end of the phone: "It's not gorgeous." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Beep, beep, beep, beep... Hearing the busy tone on the other end of the phone... the old man Atobe was completely angry, that unfilial grandson actually hung up his phone, and the old man Atobe immediately called back, "Hello, the number you dialed The phone is temporarily unavailable, please call later." The old man Atobe gritted his teeth, "That unfilial grandson..."