The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

She glanced at the room. Did she sleep in Longshi Villa again last night?

It had happened several times...

She wondered if she was used to it. She didn't notice anything wrong when she woke up just now.

It wasn't until she saw the man that she realized it.

She stayed out all night again...

The man raised his hand to help Gu Weimian brush off the water droplets on her hair: "Are you going out?"

Gu Weimian nodded, "I'm going to film."

Huo Yan's hand paused almost imperceptibly, and his low voice was a little gentle, "You were sick last night. I asked for sick leave from the crew for you."

In his sight, the girl's face was a little hesitant.

A few seconds of silence.

Gu Weimian hesitated and said, "I feel much better."

She wanted to see Duan Qianchuan as soon as possible to see if it was really as she guessed.

Huo Yan's eyes darkened.

For a while, the two fell silent again.

Just when Gu Weimian was in trouble, the man suddenly touched Gu Weimian's head, "Then there's no need to be so anxious, go after breakfast, ok?"

In the end, Nuan Jifen chose to give in.

Gu Weimian pursed her lips.

There was a sharp pain in her head.

She felt that she could not hold on any longer. It was still more than 40 minutes from Longshi Villa to the studio.

She was silent again.

If she spoke, she was afraid that she would lose her composure.

The man's eyes were dark.

Gu Weimian could clearly feel that the man was unhappy.

Watching the clock tick by, her headache became more severe.

She opened her mouth and was ready to compromise, but the man squeezed her hand.

"I'll let the chef go to the ancient city."

Huo Yan was referring to the chef of Fumanlou.

The man had brought the chef to Gu's house to make breakfast for her several times, and she was already familiar with the chef.

"No need?" Gu Weimian frowned and said in a steady voice, "I'll take it with me."

"You won't feel like eating in the car, and the food will be cold when you get there."

Gu Weimian really doesn't like eating in the car...

"But... there's no place to cook in the ancient city."

Huo Yan said lightly, "This is not your concern."

The severe pain in the brain made Gu Weimian no longer refute.

She picked up the coat beside her and put it on, pushed the door out of the room, thought of Duan Qianchuan, and whispered, "Let the chef make a breakfast for Teacher Duan as well?"

It's just right to talk to Duan Qianchuan over breakfast.

She made up an excuse casually, "It's just right to thank him for coming to see me last night."

When Gu Weimian spoke, she didn't notice what kind of storm was brewing in Huo Yan's eyes at the moment.

When she found that the man didn't catch up, when she looked over again, the man had already lowered his eyes.

He also walked out of the room pushing a wheelchair, and said in a light voice, "Have you forgotten Director Shu?"

Gu Weimian slapped his forehead and said with a smile, "Looking at my memory, I can only trouble the master chef..."

Huo Yan interrupted her, "Let the master chef prepare a breakfast for everyone in the crew."

"Everyone?"

The man nodded lightly, "You are a newcomer. If you only invite Duan Qianchuan and Shu Wenhao, people who know you will understand that you are thanking them for their visit. People who don't know will think that you flatter the powerful and only know how to cater to the director and the movie emperor."

Gu Weimian was overwhelmed when he heard this.

The already painful head swelled even more painfully.

"Forget it."

Is it okay not to invite anyone?