Chapter 307
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Qiao Anhao clearly felt a little hungry, but she didn't have much of an appetite, so she ate slowly.
Zhao Meng brought over a plate full of food, and there were even two small white bowls.
Zhao Meng sat down and placed one of the small white bowls in front of Qiao Anhao. "Qiao Qiao, I just finished cooking Dongpo pork, I got you a portion."
"Thank you," Qiao Anhao replied. She lifted the lid of the porcelain bowl, and the rich aroma of meat wafted into her nose. Not only did it not arouse her appetite, it made her stomach feel a little uncomfortable.
The restaurant's Dongpo pork was made by a chef from Hangzhou, and the taste was top-notch. It could be considered the restaurant's signature dish, and Qiao Anhao had always liked eating it, but this time, she picked up a piece of lean meat with her chopsticks. The moment she chewed it, she felt a little weird, and it made her feel uncomfortable. She spat out the meat in her mouth, and went straight for the vegetables she had brought over.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Meng had food in her mouth, and her voice was muffled.
"My stomach doesn't feel good." Qiao Anhao clearly hadn't eaten much, but she already felt like she was full. She put down the chopsticks in her hand, and looked at Zhao Meng. "Maybe I drank a little too much yesterday."
After eating, she returned to the hotel room. Qiao Anhao laid on the bed, and not long after, she fell asleep.
She didn't know if it was because she slept too little last night, but she slept especially soundly. In the end, Zhao Meng had to pat her awake.
Qiao Anhao was still sleepy, and she opened her eyes in a daze. She asked in a daze, "What's wrong?"
"What do you mean what's wrong? You still have a scene to shoot tonight. Hurry up and have dinner before heading to the set! "Zhao Meng said as she lifted the thin blanket covering her body.
When Qiao Anhao heard this, she instinctively looked out the window. It was already dusk, and she picked up her phone to look at the time. It was actually almost six in the evening. She instantly woke up, and hurriedly climbed out of bed. She went to the bathroom to wash up, and then went to the dining room with Zhao Meng.
Qiao Anhao still didn't have much of an appetite. She looked around, and in the end, she only chose a cold dish and a bowl of plain porridge, but she didn't finish them.
Zhao Meng scooped up half a plate of spicy fish and ate enthusiastically next to her.
The aroma of the fish continuously drilled into Qiao Anhao's nose. In the end, even her porridge seemed to be tainted with the fishy smell. Her stomach started to churn, and she felt a little nauseous.
There were quite a few cast and crew members in the cafeteria. Qiao Anhao was afraid that her vomiting would affect their appetites, so she quickly put down her chopsticks and gestured for Zhao Meng to go to the restroom. She rushed out of the cafeteria, but the feeling of vomiting disappeared mysteriously. She could only wash her hands and embarrassedly return to the cafeteria. Who knew that just as she walked to the door, she could smell the aroma of food in the cafeteria. Her stomach started to feel uncomfortable again. Remembering that she didn't have much of an appetite, she sent Zhao Meng a text and went to the sofa in the lounge outside the cafeteria.
There were a lot of people that needed to appear in the scene that night. When she rushed to the make up room, Song Xiangsi and Chen Yang were already in the middle of their makeup.
Qiao Anhao gave them a simple greeting before sitting on her make-up chair.
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