klisemfg Chapter 288 A dinner party where she was invited.
Chapter 288 A dinner party where she was invited.
The driver, dressed in camouflage combat gear, slowed down to ensure the vehicle moved smoothly and guarantee the commander's safety.
Looking in the rearview mirror, Wen Tingye's expression was quite unusual. Perhaps sensing the commander's mood, a question inexplicably popped into the driver's mind.
When is the officer getting married? Will he even be alive to attend the officer's wedding?
When will I be able to meet the woman who makes my superior so obsessed?
I don't know what kind of woman she is, but she's probably stunningly beautiful and has an unparalleled charm.
As if sensing someone watching him, Wen Tingye suddenly turned his head and looked over, his eyes meeting the driver's.
The driver shuddered and quickly averted his gaze, stopping his distractions and focusing intently on driving.
Wen Tingye narrowed his eyes. Rainwater soaked his short, black hair, with water droplets clinging to his hair as they fell down, tracing the man's resolute jawline.
His buddies have been giving him increasingly knowing looks lately, sneaking peeks at him as he calls Ning Yao, their eyes sparkling with anticipation, as if they've had eye drops in them.
He was on the phone with the woman he loved, what were they expecting?
Wen Tingye didn't focus too much on his comrades-in-arms. He continued to chat with Ning Yao casually, talking about trivial things, such as what they ate or what they did that day.
Hearing Ning Yao's clear, cool voice always puts Wen Tingye in a good mood, no matter what dangerous situation he is in.
"Su Wanwan's makeup test photos are great. Wear them for me when you get back. I want the cheongsam from those photos." Wen Tingye's deep voice came from the other end of the phone.
Ning Yao felt a sudden pang of heart palpitation for no apparent reason.
He's so busy abroad that he can't even find time to go online and look at her new drama's promotional photos?
Ning Yao remained silent for a long time, and Wen Tingye did not urge her. He simply stood there in the rain, waiting quietly.
“Those are the crew’s clothes, not my private property. Why would I wear them to show you?” Ning Yao said, shivering.
She wasn't wearing many clothes, and when the wind blew, a layer of goosebumps rose on her exposed, delicate skin.
"What are you doing? Are you cold?" Even such a faint sound was caught by Wen Tingye.
It was raining outside and incredibly noisy, yet Wen Tingye heard such a faint sound, which showed just how focused he was.
"I had just taken off my clothes to take a shower when your call came." Ning Yao's tone was no longer complaining, but calm and gentle.
If she had known it was Wen Tingye calling, she would have answered the first call.
A charming figure instantly appeared in Wen Tingye's mind...
That feeling instantly got me hooked.
……
The following evening, Ning Moran analyzed Ning Yao's medical examination report and listed out the things that needed attention.
For example, if you have mild malnutrition, you should eat more meat protein and carbohydrates, and not compromise your stomach just for the sake of your figure.
Then there are some minor, insignificant ailments; Ning Yao is so healthy that Ning Moran can't find anything wrong with her.
Even the slight malnutrition was calculated by Ning Moran based on the six decimal places of Ning Yao's normal physical values for her age.
"Mom, you should have regular check-ups at the hospital from now on. The spatial spiritual spring and even the white flame blood jade are things that current scientific methods cannot explain. The transformation is too great. We cannot guarantee that you can coexist at your current level, or that you will be able to coexist in the future. There are still some potential dangers." Ning Moran called Ning Yao, his voice serious and rigid, not giving Ning Yao a chance to refute.
"Okay, I'll get a physical exam once a year, I understand." Ning Yao replied absentmindedly, then picked up her script and started reading it on the lounge chair on the balcony.
"By the way, Ah Chen and I have selected a few professional makeup artists for you. We'll take them to the teachers' apartment this afternoon so you can check them out. When you go to the film set, just leave the makeup to them. As for personal items, it's best to bring them yourself for safety."
"You actually went to a professional makeup artist? I already told you I didn't want to..." Ning Yao lowered her voice a few decibels for the last part of her sentence, as if she were talking to herself.
But her son meant well; he had already found the people, so she couldn't be ungrateful and let him dismiss those professional makeup artists, could she?
"You can't refuse, otherwise we won't support your career in the entertainment industry." Ning Chen snatched Ning Moran's phone away, his voice cold and ruthless, leaving no room for negotiation.
"Okay." Ning Yao reluctantly agreed. Given her current growth rate, she would need it sooner or later.
Being prepared is not a bad thing, as for putting on airs like a superstar, let others say that.
After hanging up the phone, Ning Yao took a bite of the juicy, crisp red apple and continued to leisurely read the script lines.
In the kitchen, Michelin three-star chef Bocuse was busy preparing lunch for herself and her roommates, with the occasional sounds of chopping and washing vegetables filling the air—a peaceful and idyllic scene.
If it weren't for the script in her hand reminding her that she was still a newcomer in the entertainment industry, Ning Yao would really feel like she was living a retired life ahead of time.
After Tang Xiaoge added Ning Yao on WeChat, he basically stayed inactive, not sending her a single message for ten days or half a month.
That day, however, a message came through, saying that the cast and crew were having a dinner party that evening and inviting Ning Yao to participate.