Chapter 2503 2507, Take A Guess
Sweet Love 1V1: Spoiled by The Executive
âBut, senior sister, what did you see? Why were you distracted?âZhang Yiche asked.
Yu Luoluo didnât answer him, instead looking behind the camera.
Zhang Yiche followed Yu Luoluoâs gaze and saw Shen Xinyi. He couldnât help but be surprised as well. âWhy is she here?â
Seeing that the shoot was over, Shen Xinyi walked over with a sweet smile, greeting Yu Luoluo in a familiar manner. âLuoluo, itâs really been a long time since we last met.â
Yu Luoluo didnât answer, but Zhang Yiche asked on her behalf, âWhy are you here?â
Shen Xinyi frowned slightly unhappily, saying to Zhang Yiche, âLittle Bro, you have to be gentler when talking to Big Sis.â
Zhang Yicheâs expression changed. Although he didnât say anything else, the way he looked at Shen Xinyi wasnât very good.
Shen Xinyi didnât care about all this, looking at Yu Luoluo instead, âIâm here to film as well. Did you guys forget? Chen got me a role in this movie. There are only a few scenes, but I havenât finished filming yet. âAlthough Chen and I broke up, this movie still needs to be finished, right?â
If Shen Xinyi didnât mention this, Yu Luoluo almost forgot about it.
Although Yu Luoluo didnât really want to see Shen Xinyi, she had no right to chase her away. Anyway, she only had a few scenes to shoot and it would be over in a few days. Moreover, the matter between her and Cheng Chen didnât have much to do with Shen Xinyi. At most, it would only bring up some bad memories for Yu Luoluo. She would just bear with it for a while.
âSince thatâs the case, letâs just focus on filming.âYu Luoluo showed the greatest kindness to Shen Xinyi. She tried her best to treat her as an ordinary artist and didnât bring her personal feelings into it.
Shen Xinyi smiled, âIâll definitely focus on filming, and Iâll learn from you, Luo Luo.â. If one had to say, Luo Luo, you were really good at acting. It was very realistic. âI just arrived, and I saw you and this little brother kissing so realistically. Those who donât know would think that you two are a real couple.â
Zhang Yicheâs face turned red when he heard Shen Xinyiâs words. He didnât know where to look.
However, Yu Luoluo furrowed her brows. âMiss Shen, I hope that in the next few days, weâll only be filming. Donât say those words that might easily cause a bad influence. Itâll bring unnecessary trouble to Yich and me.â
Facing Yu Luoluoâs blunt warning, Shen Xinyi smiled gently. âAlright, I understand. I was out of line just now. I Wonât say those words again in the future.â
With that, Shen Xinyi carried her bag and walked towards the dressing room.
Yu Luoluo looked at Shen Xinyi, who was carrying her bag to the dressing room alone. She was a little surprised that she didnât bring an assistant with her this time. Although Cyndi had left her, she had the ability to hire another assistant to accompany her.
So, was Shen Xinyi planning to stay on the set alone for a few days? Settle everything by herself? This should be very difficult. After all, she was also a famous supermodel. There were many things that were not very convenient for her to handle on her own, right?
Yu Luoluo raised her eyebrows and felt that she was very laughable. Why was she worried about Shen Xinyiâs matters? It had nothing to do with her.
In the dressing room, Shen Xinyi sat alone in the room and touched up her makeup in front of the mirror.
Looking at her beautiful self in the mirror, Shen Xinyiâs eyes flashed with coldness.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âCheng Chen, I saw your Luo Luo. Guess what Iâm going to do to her?â
âThis is Shen Xinyiâs last suicide attempt. After this, sheâs done for. The winners of Yesterdayâs event are: 137 * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *