117: C117 What the Hell Are You Doing

C117 What the Hell Are You Doing

Pei Yihuan's eyes focused. His thin lips slowly moved and he opened his mouth coldly. "You can tell them yourself that I am not the messenger between you two. Is this all that you called me for?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone. After a long while, Zuo Lan softly said, "Today is Aunt Lan's death anniversary. I want to talk to you for a while. Are you in Fang Manor now? I remember that every year today, you would go to Fang Manor alone to see Aunt Lan. The scenery there is very beautiful. Auntie Lan has always been a very beautiful person."

" I haven't called for six years. Why did you call me today? " A hint of ridicule and coldness appeared on Pei Yihuan's handsome face.

Once again, Zuo Lan became silent. For a moment, both of them were silent. Only the faint sound of breathing echoed in the phone.

His long and narrow eyes looked up and a deep voice overflowed from his thin lips, "Do you miss me?"

Zuo Lan still did not say anything. But her breathing was a little hurried.

"Your words back then were so decisive, you should have done it that decisively. You shouldn't have a trace of nostalgia in your heart..." Pei Yihuan slowly said word by word, "This kind of cruelty was bestowed to others by you first, so you don't have the qualifications to do so. When six years can finally be as calm as water, you throw another stone on the water in the name of concern. It makes circles of ripples, you think you are kind... Or cruel?"

" I thought that your anger had already dissipated, which was why you mustered up a lot of courage to make this call. But now, it seems that I was wrong. " Zuo Lan's voice had a trace of apology and was slightly heavy.

His temper was big, so she naturally knew better than anyone else in her heart.

Therefore, after leaving for the first year, she was afraid that he would still be angry, so she did not call him. It was the same from the second to the fifth year.

It was the sixth year of this year. She had always thought that the anger in his heart should have dissipated, but now it seemed that she was wrong!

Suddenly, a low and languid male voice was heard: "Is there no dinner?"

Pei Yihuan's tall body suddenly stiffened. The veins on the back of his hand that was holding the phone bulged, and his eyes became like a leopard's.

Retracting her emotions, Zuo Lan's voice was still the same as before. "Yihuan, it's your big brother. Do you want to talk to him?"

"No need..." Pei Yihuan hung up the phone as soon as the cold voice faded. Without looking at Mo Wan in front of him again, he turned around and left.

Fang Manor was a garden that was similar to the ancient gardens. There were pavilions, small bridges, flowing water, winding paths and bamboo forests.

The scenery inside was very beautiful. The water in the pond was so clear that one could see a person's figure. Green waves rippled about, and it was very beautiful.

Finally, Pei Yihuan stopped on the mountain behind the garden. There was a tomb in the corner, and the surroundings were filled with unknown words. Due to the winter, it had all fallen, leaving only dried branches.

He stood there firmly, and his eyes fell on the tomb.

Mo Wan was still apologizing to the staff. She had already bent her waist countless times, and she did not know how many times she had apologized.

However, it was indeed because she had gone too far, so it was only natural for her to apologize!

Liang Zhiming's eyes followed Mo Wan's gaze and finally shouted, "Start the bidding!"

Instantly, the originally lazy staff immediately stood up from the ground and took their positions.

Seeing this, Mo Wan heaved a sigh of relief and bowed deeply, saying, "Thank you for your hard work, everyone!"

Then, she went to the lounge with the makeup artist. She put on makeup and changed her clothes. Half an hour later, she walked out of the lounge.

Thick braids. She was still wearing a cotton jacket and cotton pants with broken flowers. In an instant, Mo Wan turned into a young maid. She held a mahogany tray in her hand. There was a cup of tea on it and it was steaming hot.

The first scene to be filmed today was when Cao went to deliver tea to Master Chen. In the end, master Chen had malicious intentions and wanted to rape Cao.

"Scene preparation for Xiangling. Three, two, one, action!"

The lighting and photographers of the film crew immediately took action and started filming.

Immediately, Mo Wan's heart was filled with nervousness. Even her body became stiff, but she suddenly remembered what Pei Yifeng had said earlier.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, and don't be nervous. Forget everything around you. You are the main character!1

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she was full of confidence!

Holding the tea, Mo Wan walked with small steps and walked across the bridge to Master Chen's room. She respectfully said, "Master, tea."

Old Master Chen who was playing with the chess piece heard the sound and looked up. His eyes fell on Cao's white and rosy cheeks and a glint flashed across his eyes. When he reached out to take the cup of tea, he deliberately touched Cao's hand and asked seemingly unintentionally, "How old is Cao this year?"

Mo Wan lowered her head and replied softly, "Replying to Old Master, Cao is seventeen this year."

"Seventeen, exactly the age of a flower and jade..." Old Master Chen's eyes had some malicious intent. He drank a mouthful of tea and placed the tea cup to the side. He caught Cao off guard and carried her into his embrace. His face was buried in her neck as he randomly shook it and used both hands to tear her clothes.

Mo Wan actually forgot that she was acting for a moment and was stunned for a moment. Then, she strenuously pushed that person's body away. "Go away! Go away! Get lost! "

" Cut! " Liang Zhiming immediately stood up from his chair and shouted at Mo Wan. "Where are the lines? The lines! Are these your lines? "

Mo Wan only woke up from her dream when she heard this and hurriedly apologized," I'm sorry! Can you do it again? "

Liang Zhiming did not have anything else to say. He sat down and said, "Get ready, start!"

The first scene of serving tea had already passed, so it was the second scene from the beginning. As soon as he finished speaking, master Chen's body pounced over again, his hands touching her clothes.

Mo Wan really wanted to push him away with one hand, but when she thought of this acting, she forcefully endured it. Her body twisted and struggled, but her face was as stiff as a rock. "Master! Master, what are you doing? Hurry up and let me go!"

"Cut!" Liang Zhiming's gaze landed directly on Mo Wan, and he loudly said," Where's the expression?! What's the expression on your face? He's trying to force you. There's only a stiff and stone-like expression on your face. Are you a woman or not?! You don't even know how to perform. Let's do it again!"

This time, Mo Wan's entire body was still stiff. She had never been able to enter the state of acting. She always lingered outside the scene.

As long as Old Master Chen's hand touched her body, she would feel nauseous. She gritted her teeth and could only bear with it. The expression on her face was naturally not any better.

After going back and forth four or five times, Liang Zhiming finally angrily threw the script in his hand onto the ground. "Cut! Do you know how to act? Whether you can act or not, you can't even pass such a simple scene. How can you continue to shoot down? There are so many scenes. Do you want to shoot them for a few years? Just what are you doing!?"

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