My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 982 - 891: Truly an Interesting Person
Meng Yan is a friend of Lu Qing. Since Lu Qing is the husband of the big boss, the staff assumes that Meng Yan is sent by the couple to check in, thus they wouldn’t dare to neglect him.
Meng Yan walked around the film crew nonchalantly. Not seeing Hua Tiantian, he made some indirect inquiries and found out that Hua Tiantian had finished filming her scenes and was now off who knows where. He couldn’t help but mentally complain: Not even a call when not at the filming site, and now she’s turned off her phone and disappeared. When he gets hold of her, he’ll surely give her a piece of his mind.
Meng Yan showed his fangs at Hua Tiantian in his mind, and the accompanying staff felt an eerie chill despite the bright daylight, shivering instinctively.
Meng Yan waved his hand disinterestedly, and the staff quickly made their exit.
Since Hua Tiantian wasn’t on set, Meng Yan didn’t bother staying any longer and retraced his steps. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
When he reached the resting area, he unexpectedly saw a familiar figure.
Su Lan.
Su Lan gave Meng Yan a sense of familiarity, and naturally, he would notice her. At that moment, Su Lan was apologizing profusely to a small-time celebrity after splashing tea all over their face, bowing repeatedly.
There is a big difference between celebrities. Some hold titles like Best Actor or Best Actress yet remain humble and polite to crew members and assistants. While certain minor celebrities with some fame act like their noses are in the air.
If today it were a stranger getting splashed, Meng Yan might not have even glanced over. But now, he stood outside the resting area, watching Su Lan’s reaction coldly.
Su Lan apologized to the minor celebrity, turned back to wipe their face clean, and promptly returned with a serving of juice.
From a bit of a distance, Meng Yan heard Su Lan say, "Earlier, Lili said she wanted coffee, so I thought I’d recommend juice instead. Juice is lower in calories and can quench thirst."
The small celebrity Lili took the juice, frowned, and asked, "If you intended to recommend juice from the start, why did you give me coffee?" Particularly such bitter coffee, which made her want to spit it out after just one sip.
Su Lan chuckled, "Isn’t it the same as giving it to you now?"
Lili impatiently waved her off, "Don’t hover around me."
Su Lan seemed to have no temper and turned away immediately.
She hadn’t walked far when she encountered Meng Yan.
Meng Yan asked her, "Why do you endure this without a word?"
Su Lan didn’t say anything like how she’s a star and I’m a newcomer without options to gain sympathy, instead she said, "When I first joined the crew, I didn’t know anything, not even how to find the makeup room. Lili helped me. People ought to be grateful, right?"
Meng Yan praised, "You’re truly a kind girl."
Su Lan smiled gracefully, neither admitting nor denying it.
She certainly is a kind girl. To her, being kind is easy when one has a brain—kindness and generosity can be feigned, after all!
From the moment Meng Yan entered the film crew, she had taken notice. This man seemed to have his own sound track with his entrance; it was hard not to notice him. But how to attract his attention?
Previously she thought of hitching a ride with him—a good excuse.
But it was too low level and might make him think she was helping for money. That would ruin her good image in Meng Yan’s mind. All previous efforts wasted.
It just so happened she saw Lili scolding her assistant.
After being with the crew for half a month, she knew everyone very well. Lili was someone whose skills didn’t match her temper. Her assistants had to swallow grievances. Yet, weeping roles were what she was particularly good at.
The story about Lili helping her and purchasing drinks for her was merely something she told Meng Yan.
