Chapter 32: Female No.1 (2)
While Qiao Moyu was lost in thought, she felt the man before her reach out and take her into his arms. He bowed his head and kissed her hair gently.
“Cut!” the director shouted. He came to Ye Peicheng and complimented, “You’ve done a great job, keep it up!”
Afterwards, he turned to Qiao Moyu: “Moyu, based on the script, shouldn’t you be looking up at Ling Cang? What was that just now, your face is very red, just like a charming and shy girl!”
Everyone laughed at the director’s words.
At this moment, Ye Peicheng had unfolded his arms around Qiao Moyu and turned to leave. At that moment, Qiao Moyu cried ‘Ah’ from pain while clutching her head.
When the man looked back, he found that strands of her long hair were caught on his clothing.
Ye Peicheng took five seconds to try untangle the hair, but when he failed, he directly ordered his assistant, “Help me get a pair of scissors.”
The assistant quickly fetched a pair of scissors and handed it to the actor. Ye Peicheng cut off the tangled strand of hair while lightly whispering to Qiao Moyu, “I’m sorry.” Afterwards, he turned and left straightaway.
“Mr. Ye, do you now know another reason why Second Master’s life was destined to be lonely?” Mr. Huang asked with a laugh.
Father Ye sighed: “My son is already 27 years old, but he’s never had a woman close to him. Could it be because…”
Ye Peicheng had no idea that his father was doubting his sexual orientation. At the moment, he changed his costume and had his makeup retouched to prepare for the next performance.
Since the scenes that needed to be reshot were already filmed, there was nothing left for Qiao Moyu to do. So she bade farewell to the director and prepared to head back home.
But as she passed two middle-aged men, one of them in a Tang suit waved to her: “Young girl!”
Qiao Moyu was unsure why they would call out to her, but since the other party came down from Ye Peicheng’s car, she didn’t suspect them to have ill intentions. She walked over and politely asked, “Uncle, are you looking for me?”
“We were watching when you were acting with Ye Peicheng were filming. You did quite well! What is your name young lady?” Mr. Huang asked excitedly.
“My name is Qiao Moyu. Thank you for complimenting my acting skills,” Qiao Moyu replied, but in her mind, she thought: If you think I acted well, your eyesight may have problems.
“Qiao girl, my name is Huang. It’s a pleasure to meet you,” Mr. Huang said as he stretched out a hand.
Qiao Moyu hesitated for a moment, but when she thought that this uncle could really be her fan, she reached out as well and received his handshake: “Thank you, Uncle Huang!”
Since there was nothing else to say, she smiled once again before bidding farewell and turning to leave.
After she disappeared, Mr. Huang looked like a child who was prized with candy: “I can feel it!”
Mr. Huang sighed in awe while Father Ye stood on the side, unable to relate to him at all. That is, until he caught a glimpse of fallen leaves from the corner of his eyes, seemingly piled up to cover something. He bent over to brush away the leaves and found that there was two hundred yuan left on the ground!
As Mr. Huang looked at Qiao Moyu’s departing back, he came to a realization and fell into deep thought: “Mr. Ye, maybe you can take initiative at least once, otherwise you might miss the opportunity a second time. By then, I’m afraid you won’t even have the chance to climb higher in the future!”