Chapter 311
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Qiao Anhao's fingers twitched, but in the end, she tightened her grip on her skirt. She didn't reach out to take the box.
Lu Jinnian furrowed his brows, and tightened his grip on the bag. His hand remained in the same position as he passed it to Qiao Anhao.
At that moment, it was already late into the night. The production crew had already entered the hotel building, and the lighting around the corner was dim. The four of them didn't say a word, and the surroundings were silent.
Lu Jinnian raised his hand for a long time, but Qiao Anhao maintained an indifferent expression. The atmosphere became a little tense.
Zhao Meng and the assistant who stood behind Lu Jinnian started to feel nervous and awkward.
Another gust of cold wind blew over, and Qiao Anhao shivered. She calmly shifted her gaze away from the box in Lu Jinnian's hand, looking as though she wanted to leave.
The assistant saw this scene, and reacted swiftly. He took the bag from Lu Jinnian's hand and passed it to Zhao Meng. "Miss Qiao's stomach isn't feeling well, so Mr. Lu specially bought some medicine."
Zhao Meng thought for a moment, then reached out to take it. She said on Qiao Anhao's behalf, "Thank you."
She turned her head to look at Qiao Anhao, whose gaze coincidentally fell on the medicine box in her hands. Zhao Meng's fingers froze for a moment, but Qiao Anhao didn't show much of an expression. She turned her head and walked away.
Qiao Anhao had walked less than a meter when Lu Jinnian's calm voice cut through the night. "If you're really not feeling well, I'll ask the production crew to postpone your filming for a few days tomorrow."
Qiao Anhao's figure froze for a moment, and she continued to take two steps before she stopped. She stood with her back facing Lu Jinnian for a while, then turned her head to look at him. Her gaze was calm, and her words were distant. "Mr. Lu, it's okay, thank you."
Mr. Lu... Lu Jinnian was a little dazed by those two words. He stared at Qiao Anhao for a long time, then nodded slightly. His movements were a little flustered, as though he was trying to hide the uneasiness and fear in his heart.
After a while, he opened his mouth, as though he wanted to say something, but he closed it again. In the end, he paused for a while before saying, "It's getting late, go get some rest."
Qiao Anhao didn't say a word, but just nodded slightly. She turned her head and whispered to Zhao Meng, "Let's go." Then she continued to walk away.
Zhao Meng scratched her head awkwardly, giving him a bright smile. "Goodbye, Mr. Lu."
He then jogged to catch up to Qiao Anhao, who had already walked a distance away.
Qiao Anhao and Zhao Meng's silhouettes disappeared at the hotel entrance. After a long while, Lu Jinnian pulled his gaze back and said, "Let's go." Then he took the lead and walked towards the hotel.
The assistant didn't say a word, pressing the elevator all the way to Lu Jinnian's room. He boiled a cup of water for Lu Jinnian, and when he brought it into the bedroom, it was just as he had guessed. Lu Jinnian was standing in front of the window, smoking.
The assistant didn't disturb Lu Jinnian. He just placed the water on the table beside him, and quietly walked out of the bedroom. When he closed the door, he said, "Mr. Lu, smoking too much isn't good for your health."
Lu Jinnian's fingers trembled, and ash fell from the cigarette. He didn't turn back, nor did he say a word. He seemed to have nodded with his back facing the assistant, but he didn't seem to have moved at all.
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