Hubby's Deep Love Will Never Change-Chapter 1107 The Other Shore Flower Heather (131)

Heather felt that Jun Tian was just a spoiled rich kid, wasting his days doing nothing, riding his Ducati around aimlessly, and never seen at work. Apart from showing off his racing skills, he seemed only to flirt with women.

Of course, he claimed otherwise.

But...

Heather glanced elsewhere.

At that moment, he was enthusiastically chatting with a group of female staff, making his denial seem far from convincing.

Whatever, he wasn’t her real brother anyway; she couldn’t be bothered to care.

"Wei Wei! It’s so great that you’ve come back! I was worried sick thinking you wouldn’t return! Now that it’s confirmed it was all a misunderstanding, everything’s great!" The director grabbed Heather’s hand, expressing his gratitude repeatedly.

Heather smiled without exposing his lie.

The director was certainly the person who understood the situation best. He knew exactly who helped her turn him down. How could it have been a misunderstanding?

But since he didn’t want to offend Nian Shen, she wasn’t about to bring it up either.

"Right, a misunderstanding, it’s resolved, so that’s good."

"It’s that Tang Ming! It’s outrageous! Can’t everyone just sit down and talk things out? Why resort to scheming behind people’s backs? Your... Are you really physically up for it? Maybe you should rest a few more days, completely recover before coming back? After all, we’ve waited this long, a few more days won’t make a difference, right?"

"Thanks for the concern, Director. I’m really fine now. A cheap life heals quickly; it’s not a big deal."

"Tang Ming, I had someone try to catch him as soon as it happened, but he still slipped away! Don’t worry, though, we’ve already reported it to the police. An incident this serious can’t just disappear. As soon as there’s news about him, the authorities will notify us immediately!"

"Mm."

Heather listened half-heartedly, not paying much attention.

"Now, go over the designated movements with Master Zhang. This time around, we’ve meticulously checked all the props—absolutely no mistakes will happen again! Rest assured!"

"Got it."

As the director walked away, he couldn’t help but think, how Heather carried herself—she seemed destined for bigger things. Unconcerned with petty details, showing no bitterness upon returning, not even mentioning Tang Ming. With such magnanimity, how could someone like her end up here as a stunt double?

...

Heather was rehearsing with Master Zhang when there was a commotion over at the director’s crew. It was unclear what had happened.

After a while, a few stagehands passed by, chatting about something, revealing that Leqi hadn’t come to the set today again for some unknown reason. When contacted by phone, she merely said she was taking leave and wouldn’t be in today.

Master Zhang said, "I think she’s scared you’ll pin the injury incident on her, so after hearing that you were back, she didn’t dare show up."

"Does that mean she’s relinquishing the female lead role to me?" Heather joked.

Leqi was most likely too afraid to come. Despite her previous threats, when fame and fortune were weighed against her own safety, they suddenly became insignificant, didn’t they?

Someone with a twisted mind would project their own thinking onto others. She probably believed Heather would hold her accountable because Tang Ming was her fan, further launching accusations that Leqi orchestrated Tang Ming’s actions, thus avoiding facing her.

Heather wasn’t unreasonable to that extent!

Tang Ming was Tang Ming, Leqi was Leqi. Whoever caused the trouble should own up to it; she wouldn’t make someone else a scapegoat.

As for this matter, she had only one plan—to settle it directly with Tang Ming. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.