Chapter 492: Chapter 492
After all, the film crew is not here for long-term shooting, just occasionally coming over to film scenes that require this particular setting. Hence, chairs are limited, but they still provided one chair for each artist. The assistant went ahead to fetch two chairs, placing them right behind Zuo Yuqing and her agent.
Zuo Yuqing knew it would be tough to get three chairs at once, and moreover, she guessed that the young girl probably wouldn’t sit even if she had one. Therefore, she didn’t say anything and, pursing her lips, pulled her agent to sit down with her.
Zuo Yuqing has two agents by her side. As an Actress, she receives a substantial number of scripts and notices regularly. Though she has several assistants, aside from the one who returned to An City with her, this agent has always been in Hollywood dealing with some post-release issues of her previous movies and only came to An City recently. Follow current novels on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢•𝕟𝕖𝕥
In one hand, Zuo Yuqing held an egg wrapped in a towel, rolling it over her swollen cheek without stopping, and in the other hand, she picked up a cup of lemon water that the assistant had just made for her. Her face showed no signs of disarray; even though she had just been slapped, and one side of her face was still swollen and throbbing with pain.
However, at that moment, her eyes held a sly smile. She turned to the agent beside her and said playfully, "Sister Ling, haven’t you watched a good show in a while? How about I show you an exciting one in a bit?"
Sister Ling looked to be in her thirties, well-maintained, with no unnecessary expressions on her face, emanating a cold aura. But upon hearing Zuo Yuqing’s words and turning to look at the woman beside her, her expression softened slightly, nodded, and sat down, speaking calmly, "Whatever you want to do, don’t worry. We’ve got your back."
Even dealing with Su Yingxue or causing the Su Family to go bankrupt wouldn’t be a problem.
Upon hearing Sister Ling’s words, Zuo Yuqing was slightly startled, then spoke with a hint of amusement, "Sister Ling, please don’t mention this to my uncle and aunt. If they found out, I’d be the one to suffer."
"Your uncle and aunt are just looking out for you, Yuqing, you..."
"Alright, alright, Sister Ling, I get it, let’s drop it, okay? I know uncle and aunt are looking out for me, you don’t have to mention it hundreds of times a day; I could recite it backward," Zuo Yuqing immediately surrendered, speaking with feigned bitterness, "I just don’t want my aunt and uncle to worry about me, that’s all."
When Zuo Yuqing thinks of her uncle and aunt, she recalls that every time she returns to the Zuo Family, her uncle and aunt are always very happy, and aunt even makes delicious food for her. They ask if she has encountered any difficulties or has been bullied, among other things – questions that she is asked every time she goes back.
But this attention makes Zuo Yuqing feel a warmth in her heart. After the death of her parents, she was taken back to the Zuo Family by her uncle and aunt. Her parents had long since estranged themselves from the Zuo Family.
Yuqing’s mother was not a glamorous socialite or a wealthy heiress but a woman from a small village, and naturally, her background did not match that of her father. However, for the sake of being with her mother, her father broke ties with the Zuo Family, moved out, and started working from the bottom up.
Fortuitously, Yuqing’s father was skilled and climbed from a regular employee to the position of a general manager of a multinational corporation in just five years. However, the good times didn’t last long as her parents both died in an accident.
At that time, when Yuqing thought she would become an orphan, two people claiming to be her uncle and aunt appeared, bringing her back to the Zuo Family and showering her with endless affection.
At this moment, Su Yingxue had just finished complaining to the director and turned her head to look at Zuo Yuqing, only to find her comfortably seated like a lord, which infuriated her almost to the point of spitting blood.
She had been continuously complaining to the director, feigning helplessness, and hadn’t taken a seat, having stood for almost fifteen to twenty minutes. Moreover, wearing high heels today made her feet not just sore, but also in severe pain.