Chapter 187
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At seven in the morning.
Gu Weiwei was woken up by the alarm and found that Fu Hancheng had already left.
She washed herself and was combing her hair when she saw the cake and present box on the table. She opened the present and took a look at it.
The present was a pair of diamond earrings, very beautiful and exquisite. She could tell that they were made by a famous designer.
Living in the rich Gu Family, she had used so many luxurious items that she was able to tell the value of them at one glance.
She put down the present, ate a small part of the cake and put the rest into the small fridge in the room.
After all, she had brought it all the way from the capital and she could not just throw it away.
She cleaned up all the traces left by Fu Hancheng before she left and she was just about to leave when she saw the towel by the bedside.
She sighed with one hand over her forehead and took it to the bathroom to wash it, in case the cleaning staff found any traces of a man staying here.
She went downstairs for breakfast and hurried to the makeup team, only to find that Fu Shiyi was already doing the makeup.
The makeup artist put on the foundation for her and smiled as she looked at her exceptionally moist and rosy lips.
"Weiwei, why are your lips swollen?"
Gu Weiwei felt embarrassed and laughed dryly.
"I ate too much spicy food last night."
Fu Shiyi glanced at her and his shoulders shook as he tried to hold back his laughter.
Who was she kidding? She had clearly kissed his brother.
But they were so quiet that he and Xu Qian heard nothing after listening for a long time outside the door.
After the makeup was done, the two of them went to the set together.
However, Gu Weiwei, who had always finished the scene in one take, failed three takes today.
Yi An was a bit annoyed and criticized her mercilessly through the loudspeaker.
"Tang Shaoqi, didn't you eat breakfast? Why are you waving the sword so softly? You have no strength at all …"
Gu Weiwei felt like crying – it was all that man's fault.
Her hands were still aching so much that she could not exert any strength when waving the sword.
Fu Shiyi was playing with the prop sword next to her and said with a serious tone.
"You clearly know that today's scenes are all outdoor action scenes, but you still didn't control yourself last night. Look at you, you look like you've been hollowed out …"
Absence makes the heart grow fonder. His brother had been starving for more than a month. It was already good enough that she could get out of bed today.
"F * ck you. Can you not have such dirty thoughts?" Gu Weiwei retorted.
"Don't tell me you just ate the birthday cake the whole night?" Fu Shiyi snorted.
Gu Weiwei was too lazy to bother with him. He retook a break and reshot the scene that had just failed. Finally, the director was satisfied with the quality of the scene.
After she finished filming her scenes, it was Fu Shiyi's turn. It was a scene where he had a heavy heart after the massacre of the Xuanyuan Sect.
However, just as she was about to start filming, she heard Gu Weiwei's assistant, Xiao Xu, calling her on her cell phone.
"Weiwei, Baby Zheng is on the phone."
Fu Shiyi burst out laughing and sat on the ground, unable to get up from laughing.
The director and the crew members were confused. They had no idea what was so funny about him.
Gu Weiwei glanced at him speechlessly, picked up the phone and walked to a corner where no one was around.
It sounded a bit noisy on the other side of the phone, and it sounded like she was at the airport.
"You have arrived in the capital city?"
"Yes, I just got off the plane." Fu Hancheng answered.
"The present is very beautiful, thank you."
Fu Hancheng could not tell from her voice that she was happy to receive the present.
"Not in a good mood?"
"What do you think?" Gu Weiwei swung her aching hands.
Fu Hancheng chuckled. "Because of what happened last night?"
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