The Actress is My Favorite

Xia Shutong finally shrank away from the reach of Yun Feiwu's breath, but was fished out again.

"Don't move. Sister, my wound hurts and I have no strength. Please don't move."

Is this called having no strength? Xia Shutong buried her head without tears, her eyes swept over Yun Feiwu's injured calf, and finally compromised and stopped shrinking down, burying her face in Yun Feiwu's neck.

Yun Feiwu didn't wear perfume today. She was smelling of a light body wash, with a faint medicinal smell, which made her feel at ease and sleepy.

Xia Shutong's heartbeat gradually slowed down. She closed her eyes and squinted for a while. When she opened her eyes again, Yun Feiwu had fallen asleep again.

Xia Shutong thought for a moment, let out a long sigh, and finally did not leave the bed, but left Yun Feiwu's arms, sat leaning on the pillow on the bed, and then gently moved Yun Feiwu's shoulders into his arms.

...The little girl is injured, and she deserves a little pampering.

Then, Xia Shutong took out her mobile phone and started checking the messages Qian Linngling sent her.

Qian Linling: [Mr. Xia, there are signs that Wia was deliberately cut open. There were no cameras on the set, so I missed the off-set shots. It was very chaotic there at the time. The staff from the props team went to eat in the pergola next to it, and there were still a few actors and assistants there. I have compiled the list and will send it to you. 】

Qian Linngling sent a series of pictures and a list of names.

Xia Shutong looked at them one by one. When he saw Bian Xin's name, he frowned sharply, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

From the day Bian Xin auditioned, Xia Shutong instinctively disliked her. Later, after discovering that she had a bad attitude towards Yun Feiwu, she disliked her even more.

Although there was no evidence, Xia Shutong had an intuition that this incident might be related to Bian Xin.

Xia Shutong: [Xiaoqian, can you call the police to collect the fingerprints on the Wia? 】

Qian Linling: [I'm afraid this won't work. There are too many people who have touched Wia, so fingerprints should be useless. And there is no monitoring and no evidence. 】

Xia Shutong kept stroking Yun Feiwu's smooth hair with her palms, and her frown gradually relaxed.

[Don’t call the police for the time being... Xiaoqian, please inform me that the crew will stop working for a day tomorrow and I will personally ask everyone on the list. 】

Qian Linling: [Okay, I'll make arrangements immediately. Mr. Xiao Xia, you are tired today, please have a good rest. 】

Xia Shutong looked at Yun Feiwu, who was sleeping soundly, and sighed many times in her heart. Finally, she ordered two dinners, then squinted her eyes and took a nap.

When the dining car arrived outside the room, Xia Shutong and Yun Feiwu woke up almost at the same time.

The two looked at each other, and Xia Shutong's eyes softened: "I'll get it."

"Yes." Yun Feiwu nodded meekly and sat upright.

Soon, Xia Shutong came over with two portions of rice, carefully opened the lunch box on the bedside table, broke off the chopsticks for Yun Feiwu, and handed them to her.

But Yun Feiwu remained unmoved. She blinked innocently and opened her mouth: "Ah——"

Xia Shutong just took a mouthful of rice and almost spit it out.

When she first saw Yun Feiwu on TV, she really thought that this little girl had an indifferent personality and was as arrogant as a lone wolf.

But this solitary wolf would tease her, act like a baby in front of her, and even raise his head and squint his eyes to beg for food like he did now.

He is simply a little wolf cub that has not grown up.

No, you're a wolf.

"Sister." Yun Feiwu pulled Xia Shutong's sleeve and said softly, "I'm injured."

"You..." Xia Shutong struggled to squeeze out a few words, "Yun Feiwu, do you eat with your legs?"

Yun Feiwu tilted his head, as if he didn't understand what she was saying at all, and only added one word weakly: "It hurts."

It's just a word of "pain", but the sound is full of twists and turns, soft and charming.

Xia Shutong had no choice but to compromise: "Okay, okay, sister will feed you."

...Why did she become a sister?

Yun Feiwu half-squinted his eyes, not hiding the smile in his eyes, his face full of enjoyment.

Seeing this, Xia Shutong wanted to ruthlessly rub the hair of this bastard.

After finishing the meal with difficulty, Xia Shutong tidied up a little and prepared to go back to his room to sleep.

She is still tired.

However, after meeting Yun Feiwu's obviously pitiful look, Xia Shutong still softened her heart.

Anyway, he was going to sleep in that house on the outskirts of the city in a few days. It was right for him to spend more time with the artists in his company who were injured at work.

"...I'll go back to the room and change into pajamas, then come over and sleep with you for the night, okay?" Xia Shutong said helplessly.

Yun Feiwu pointed to the closet: "There is a new set of pajamas there. Xiaoxia can just bring it and wear it."

Xia Shutong was about to refuse, but Yun Feiwu sat up straight and said, "Mr. Xiao Xia, I wore your pajamas a few days ago, you should wear them back."

Xia Shutong:?

No, what kind of logic is this? But why did Yun Feiwu feel like "that's really what happened" when he said it from his mouth.

After a few seconds of stalemate, Xia Shutong was defeated and went straight to the closet, took out her pajamas, walked into the bathroom, changed clothes, and washed before going out.

Yun Feiwu quietly leaned against the bed and played with his mobile phone, his face still a little pale.

Xia Shutong sighed silently in his heart.

Although she knew that Yun Feiwu said it hurt in front of her, it was mainly to act coquettishly and win her sympathy. But with such a long wound on the leg, how could it not feel at all?

Woolen cloth?