Qin Qiao'er sighed resignedly. "Alright, I forgive you." The two looked at each other and burst into laughter.
Thank goodness for Tu Qinqin as a friend. She could always come to Qiao'er's aid at work and in life. Although she often poked fun at Qiao'er, Qiao'er truly appreciated her from the bottom of her heart.
"Let's go for dinner after work," Qin Qiao'er said, her big bright eyes blinking playfully, a sweet and charming smile on her face.
Tu Qinqin instinctively took a step back. "Please, spare me, sis. Don't give me those flirty looks." She waved her hands in front of her chest frantically.
Qin Qiao'er rolled her eyes and gave her a disdainful look. Then she playfully punched the woman in front of her with her slender white hand.
"Ah... Murder!" Tu Qinqin said with a half - smile.
"You're such a drama queen. Stop faking it."
"Alright, I'm going to the restroom," Tu Qinqin said seriously, changing her tone instantly.
"Go ahead," Qin Qiao'er waved her off with a look of disdain.
Since Qinqin's arrival, Qiao'er had been much happier. Her mood brightened up instantly, like a tiny rainbow appearing after a light drizzle, or a gentle and warm breeze caressing her heart.
Tu Qinqin walked with a light step, a smile on her lips that she couldn't hide. At a corner, she saw a tall, well - built man exuding an icy aura. His appearance made her freeze. "It can't be. He looks so much alike."
There was hardly anyone who didn't know this man. He was young, promising, and incredibly handsome. He was Zhao Youting, the president of the Zhao Group. The man who had just brushed past her made her mind race with all sorts of scenarios in an instant.
He looked so much like... She had always wondered what kind of genes could produce a child as good - looking as little Chenchen.
Now she seemed to understand. The man who had just walked by looked so much like Chenchen. If she didn't know that Chenchen's father was Li Shanen, she would have undoubtedly thought that this man was Chenchen's father.
Tu Qinqin broke out in a cold sweat. A sense of panic and unease washed over her.
Qin Qiao'er was sitting on the side of the film set, concentrating on the script in her hand. Her long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall. She propped her chin with one hand and held the script with the other. Her lips, pink without makeup, were muttering non - stop.
Zhao Youting, wearing handmade leather shoes and exuding a powerful aura, walked by. With just a sidelong glance, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes.
How could there be such a pure and serene woman? There was a familiar aura around her.
With just one look, Zhao Youting felt a stir deep in his heart. His eyebrows furrowed slightly.
Qin Qiao'er was engrossed in the script when she suddenly felt a chill. She tightened her body, but there was no sign of a temperature drop today.
She slightly raised her head and saw two men in suits walking away.
Just from the back view, it was obvious that the man on the left was much better - looking than the one on the right. The man on the right seemed to be his attendant.
"Who are they? I've never seen them before," Qin Qiao'er wondered.
She quickly put aside her curiosity and continued to study the script seriously.
A short while later, Tu Qinqin rushed towards Qin Qiao'er, looking flustered.
Out of breath, she said, "Guess who I saw? I saw a man who looks exactly like your son! No, he looks exactly like your son."
Tu Qinqin looked as if she had discovered a huge secret.
Qin Qiao'er was completely stunned by her words and was also startled.
"What on earth is going on? Explain clearly," Qin Qiao'er said seriously.
Tu Qinqin carefully described what she had just seen.
"It's impossible. Chenchen's father is..." She suddenly realized she was about to let something slip and quickly stopped.
She was startled for nothing.
Thank goodness she didn't say it. Otherwise, given Tu Qinqin's personality, who knew what would happen.
"Stop talking. It can't be him," Qin Qiao'er emphasized excitedly.
It couldn't be Li Shanen. She had been sitting here all the time. If Tu Qinqin saw someone, she might have seen him too. But the only two men who had walked in front of her were the ones just now. Those two men clearly couldn't be Li Shanen.
At this moment, a hint of doubt welled up in Qin Qiao'er's heart. Was the child's father really Li Shanen? She only knew it was Li Shanen because of the name on the check all those years ago.
"Alright, if it's not, then it's not," seeing Qin Qiao'er's excitement, Tu Qinqin quickly stopped.
Qin Qiao'er didn't want to talk about what had happened all those years ago at all.
"I'm sorry, Qinqin. I was too excited just now. I scared you," Qin Qiao'er apologized to Tu Qinqin with a tone of regret.
"Hey, it's okay. I was just rambling. Don't take it to heart," Tu Qinqin said nonchalantly.
Qin Qiao'er forced a smile and then hugged Tu Qinqin to show her apology. The two gently patted each other on the back.
At this moment, a man sitting in a limited - edition luxury car frowned slightly, looking preoccupied.
He couldn't help but think about the back view of that stupid woman he had seen today, her long black hair like a waterfall, and her fair skin like snow. Why did she seem different from the one he had seen last time?
He felt irritated. Could that stupid woman transform?
After work, Qin Qiao'er called Zhang Ziyuan and told him that the two kids would have dinner at his place tonight because she had something to do. Although Zhang Ziyuan was nice to the kids, she always felt bad about bothering him.
After arranging for the kids, Qin Qiao'er found a mid - range restaurant. She wanted to have a good chat with Qinqin. They hadn't seen each other for a few days and had a lot to talk about, including work.
"This show is quite good, but it's almost over. I don't know how the voting results will be. I have to find another show," Qin Qiao'er said, looking worried.
Qin Qiao'er had no choice. As a newcomer, she had no resources, no directors, and no investors approaching her. She had to figure things out on her own.
"Leave this to me. You just focus on your work," Tu Qinqin said confidently.
Qin Qiao'er looked at Qinqin with gratitude. Tu Qinqin had been running around for her.
They chatted about what they had been busy with these days. Sometimes they laughed out loud, and sometimes they looked sad.
After dinner, they went home separately.
Sitting in front of the computer, Tu Qinqin wracked her brains to figure out how to get resources quickly. But this was a tough road, especially for a newcomer.
No matter how beautiful or capable you were, without resources, you still had to struggle.