The masculine aura that was hard to ignore was like a soldier attacking a city, instantly attacking all of Song Qiao's senses. Her face turned red and she reflexively reached out to push Gu Jingting away.
The man didn't move, still resting next to her ear.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the red tips of Song Qiao's ears, his mind moved slightly, he raised and lowered his free hand, and said in a teasing tone, "You didn't ask me to study more, why don't you speak?"
Song Qiao gritted his teeth, unwilling to let him have the upper hand.
She took a deep breath to calm down her turbulent mood, glanced sideways at Gu Jingting, and wrote lightly, "This kind of thing relies on self-consciousness. If you have to rely on me to say it, then it would be a bit irresponsible, right?"
This look is full of charm.
There seemed to be an invisible trace of affection in his peripheral vision, lingering and lingering towards Gu Jingting, as if he was invisiblely inviting him to take further action, but if he really did this, he would obviously have fallen to the bottom.
Gu Jingting gritted his teeth and pinched Song Qiao's waist with his hands secretly exerting force.
"In this case, I have no choice but to express myself freely." He said calmly.
Song Qiao supported his chin with one hand, "Okay, but...if you don't perform well, points will be deducted."
Gu Jingting smiled lightly, "Then we'll see."
As soon as the words fell, the two looked at each other, sparks flying.
Zhao Gege was sitting in the front row, silently looking away from the back seat, clutching the corner of his clothes with a tangled face, and screaming in his heart: Why does Miss Song and her bodyguard not seem to have a simple relationship!
Is it a couple relationship?
So what should she do, act like she didn't see it, or remind Miss Song.
In a dilemma, the car stopped in front of the set. Zhao Gege hesitated for a while and decided to shut up for the time being. After all, she was the assistant who had just taken up the post. If she talked too much right now, she might be kicked out.
Although she was thinking this, when Song Qiao got out of the car, she still found an opportunity to get close to her and said hesitantly, "Sister Qiao Qiao, um... when you are outside, don't get too close to the bodyguards."
After saying that, she took a half step back, anxiously waiting for Song Qiao's reaction.
Song Qiao was stunned at first, and then secretly became wary. In the past, she always went with Momo when she went out, and most of the time she took a taxi by herself. As a result, when she was talking to Gu Jingting just now, she forgot that there was anyone else.
Pay more attention to this aspect in the future.
She smiled at Zhao Gege and said, "Okay, I understand."
Seeing this, Zhao Gege suddenly relaxed his nervousness and happily came to Song Qiao's side and continued, "I thought you would scold me just now."
Song Qiao was funny, "You are obviously reminding me, why are you scolding you?"
Zhao Gege frowned and said nothing. He shook his head and said, "I misunderstood. By the way, when the company sent me here, they told me to report your situation to them frequently."
As expected.
But what surprised Song Qiao was that Zhao Gege actually confessed the matter, "You tell me directly, aren't you afraid that the company will find out and cause trouble for you?"
"Afraid."
Zhao Gege nodded, raised his hand to push his eyes, and said with a serious expression, "But according to experience, there is basically no good end for being a wallflower, so I might as well surrender first."
"Besides, I have investigated beforehand and found that the Gu family behind you is much more powerful than SG Company, so I must have made the right choice in choosing you."
His well-founded words immediately stunned Song Qiao to the spot.
Do assistants have to be so involved these days?
In addition to her surprise, she felt a little pity for this little girl. She finally made up her mind to seek refuge with her, but she didn't expect that she was so good-looking.
After all, she had no real intention of getting into a relationship with Gu Jingting.
"Go in first." Song Qiao did not continue the topic.
In any case, Zhao Gege took the initiative to lean on her side and showed enough sincerity. Even if she was doing badly, she would still have a good place.
"Okay!" Zhao Gege expressed some excitement.
She followed Song Qiao as she walked inside, and since both of them were girls, there was no need to worry about the distance. From behind, it looked like they were holding hands and being intimate.
Gu Jingting fell behind and looked deeply at their backs.
This new assistant seems to be quite thoughtful.
When I walked into the set, I saw a large area of antique scenery, but it was still under construction. The staff were busy everywhere and had no time to pay attention to others.
Song Qiao took two steps inside and quickly attracted attention. A man wearing a peaked cap saw her, put down his work and walked over, "You are Miss Song Qiao, right?"
"Yes."
"The director is waiting inside. Go quickly." He stretched out his hand and pointed to the left, "That's the row of rooms. You go in first to try on the makeup and then take pictures."
Song Qiao thanked him and walked inside.
Zhao Gege wanted to follow, but was stopped by the staff, "Wait a minute, you guys wait outside. The fitting room is very messy now, so don't take up space."
"Well, just sit here. If there are any problems, you can observe them at any time."
After he finished speaking, he hurriedly went about other things.
Zhao Gege wanted to help, but was afraid that it would be difficult for Song Qiao if he didn't obey the orders for the first time, so he walked to the side and sat down.
Gu Jingting glanced at the small stool at his feet, feeling more complicated than ever before. During this period of following Song Qiao, he had done all the things he had never experienced before.
If this situation continues, if he can't get anything anymore, he may lose his patience completely.
…
Song Qiao walked to the room, followed the sign on the dressing room and pushed the door in. The next second, she pushed out expressionlessly, "Sorry, I went to the wrong room."
"You are right, I am waiting for you here specially."
The voice inside soon followed, with a disgusting arrogance.
Song Qiao lowered his head and sneered, not bothering to give in. He opened the door and walked in. He lightly mocked, "It seems that Mr. Lu likes to do this kind of uninvited things."
In the spacious and bright dressing room, Lu Yi, wearing a silver-gray suit, sat in front of the dressing table in the middle, holding a script in his hand and crossing his legs.
The posture looked casual and carefree, but in Song Qiao's eyes, it was just hypocrisy.
Lu Yi didn't care about her offense, "I can't help it. Who makes Miss Song so popular now? If I follow the normal procedure to ask you out, I'm afraid I won't be able to meet you."
"It turns out that Mr. Lu is somewhat self-aware." Song Qiao choked.
Lu Yi casually put the script back on the dressing table, stood up and walked towards her, "Miss Song, if I were you, I wouldn't be so sharp-tongued. After all, you can't offend me."
Song Qiao looked pale, "Do you want to use force to suppress others?"
"I have this ability, and it is reasonable to use it however I want." Lu Yi did not deny it, "So, are you willing to listen to me now?"
Hypocritical and greasy.
Song Qiao had some doubts about whether she was blind before she fell in love with this man. She raised her eyes slightly, raised her lips and said, "Okay, then let me hear what you have to say."
