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Chapter 426 What can they do to me? Your father is here at Queshan.

The case of the coat disappearing without a trace was ultimately left unresolved.

After all, you can't just stay here forever just to find a coat.

It's worth noting that in order to leave as soon as possible after filming, the crew even dismantled the makeup tents and loaded them into vehicles in advance. After filming, the actors had to take a car back to the hotel to remove their makeup and hair.

There's no time for you to go around looking for a coat.

Li Chengxiao put the two suitcases into the trunk of the van, turned to look at Jiang Hanying standing to the side, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke first to give her a heads-up, "My brother is already on his way here, and plans to work with Que Lu to find out why the child's condition has improved."

Jiang Hanying raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, "Then let's study it."

His tone was quite roguish.

Are you sure they can't find out?

"I'm not entirely sure. I think they're both pretty capable. If they find out, just say so. They can't do anything to me anyway."

Li Chengxiao: "..."

It seems I wasn't mistaken earlier; he really is single!

"Never mind, you get in the car and rest, I'll go horseback riding."

"Please feed it well for me, and take it out for walks whenever you have time, don't let it spoil. I'll come and check it out when I have time."

"rest assured."

The van first drove slowly along the bumpy dirt road for a short distance before finally getting onto the smooth asphalt road.

Li Chengxiao rode his horse faster than the film crew's convoy on the small road, and initially maintained a significant lead.

But once on the asphalt road, the vehicle sped up and soon caught up with the figure of the man and his horse.

"Sis, I saw Instructor Li on horseback!"

Jiang Hanying rolled down the car window next to her, and as the car passed her cheap owner who was riding a horse, she raised her hand and greeted him: "Instructor."

Li Chengxiao, sitting on horseback, looked down and saw an arm sticking out of the carriage window. He frowned and said, "Put your hand back. It's dangerous."

"Oh." Jiang Hanying had no choice but to withdraw her hand again, take a closer look at her cheap master who was seriously riding a horse, and then quickly took out her phone, opened the rear camera, and snapped a few photos.

Her photography style is based on spontaneity, meaning she takes photos simply based on her feelings.

Most of the time, the angles I found were terrible, and only a few of the photos were passable.

Surprisingly, the photos I took this time turned out quite well.

She was quite satisfied after flipping through it herself, and even turned to show it off to Pei Yuan, who was sitting next to her.

Pei Yuan had specifically studied photography techniques. After all, as an artist's assistant, one of her daily tasks was to be able to take photos of the artists anytime, anywhere, and those photos definitely had to be good-looking.

After watching it, he nodded and sincerely praised, "It's beautiful!"

"Looks like my photography skills have improved a lot, haha!"

Seeing her smug look, Pei Yuan pursed her lips but ultimately didn't expose her.

This isn't about improved photography skills; it's clearly about how people riding horses outside take great photos from any angle!

Moreover, with a model like Instructor Li, she could take stunning photos even with her eyes closed.

After riding his horse alongside Jiang Hanying's carriage for a while, Li Chengxiao noticed that his horse was struggling, so he prepared to slow down, not forgetting to tell her in advance.

Jiang Hanying had no choice but to suppress her newly formed enthusiasm for taking photos. "Alright, then ride slowly."

She can't afford to overwork herself with her 300,000 yuan.

"Close the car windows, the wind can give you a headache if you stay in the car for too long."

"I know."

*
On the black RV in front of the commercial vehicle.

"Crack!"

Duanmu Long froze in his pose as he took the photo, glancing furtively at his aunt who was resting with her eyes down.

How could I forget to turn off the shutter sound!

Duanmu Rongrong looked up when she heard the shutter sound and met her keenly curious gaze. She hadn't been particularly interested before, but now she was a little curious too. "What did you photograph? Let me see?"

Duanmu Long handed over the phone hesitantly.

Duanmu Rongrong carefully examined the newly released photo on her phone screen. The background was a sunset over a golden mountain, and a black figure on horseback seemed to break through the sun, carrying the last rays of the afterglow.

"Not bad!"

"I just thought this scene was quite beautiful and a bit shocking, so I just snapped a picture of it."

As Duanmu Rongrong handed the phone back, she glanced at her grandniece with a smile. "What's there to be embarrassed about? It's human instinct to want to capture beautiful things in time. Send me a copy of this photo."

"what?"

"I was just thinking of changing my phone wallpaper recently, and I think yours is pretty good. What, you don't want to use it?"

Duanmu Long: "...No, no, I'll turn around now."

"By the way, it seems your dad also came to Queshan."

Duanmu Long had just shared the photos when he heard the message and was immediately shocked. "My dad? He's coming to Que Mountain? Why didn't he tell me about this?"

"He didn't tell you, his daughter, and he didn't even tell me, his aunt." Duanmu Rongrong skillfully changed her phone wallpaper and gave a light snort.

"Oh, how did you know my dad came to Queshan?"

"Because I am his aunt."

Duanmu Long: "..."

This is such a powerful reason!

Duanmu Rongrong added, "Besides, it's fine if he goes to other places, but if he comes to Queshan, I still have connections."

Duanmu Long immediately recalled the grand banquet his great-aunt had hosted a few days ago.

Saying it's just okay is too modest; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it has top-tier connections.

"My dad came here, why didn't he come to stay? He just came quietly without telling us." Duanmu Long was already certain that her father was indeed in Queshan, and her great-aunt wouldn't joke like this with her.

I really don't understand.

"Who knows what your dad is thinking? He's not here to visit me on set and surprise me. He hasn't visited me on set in all these years."

Duanmu Long was about to put his phone down, but then picked it up again. "Then I'll call and ask."

"Let's not," Duanmu Rongrong waved her hand. "Your dad probably has his own things to do, and we don't have anything going on here. Let's wait until he's done and contact us."

Duanmu Long hesitated for a moment, then nodded and obediently put his phone down.

But I still couldn't stop worrying about it.

On the way back, I kept thinking to myself: What exactly did Dad come to Queshan for?
*
On the white RV further ahead.

Yuan Chaoyu was biting his lip, silently staring at the unanswered message on his phone screen.

She had her assistant notify the family doctor as early as noon when she received the director's notification, explaining that she needed to have a physical examination upon returning home, and specifically emphasizing that she might have inhaled some unknown miasma.

With a secret expectation, she thought that her brother would definitely call to check on her after learning from the family doctor that she had inhaled miasma. However, after a busy afternoon of filming, she learned that her brother had not called her at all, nor even sent her a message of concern.

I was already feeling terrible because I didn't receive any concern, and now that I've called myself and no one is answering, it's even worse!
Didn't you say you came to Queshan to rest? How come you're so busy that you can't even answer her phone?
Or is it that you don't want to answer?
She refused to even consider that possibility!
He dialed again, but no one answered. Yuan Chaoyu took a deep breath to calm himself down and then dialed Li Zhi's number.

The sound of a vibrating phone becomes particularly jarring in a quiet space.

Li Zhi's fingers trembled involuntarily. She looked down to take out her phone and looked up to meet a pair of indifferent eyes. She quickly said, "It's Miss."

"go out."

Li Zhi immediately felt relieved; this meant she was allowed to accept the call.

He quickly covered his still-vibrating phone and left the excessively quiet room.

After closing the door, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, stretched her legs which were a little sore from standing for too long, and then answered the call.

"Hey, what's wrong, Chaoyu?"

"Sister Li, I can't get through to my brother on the phone. Do you know what's going on? Are you with him?"

“Master, cough, the head of the family is talking to someone,” Li Zhi said without blinking, “and he didn’t bring his phone.”

"Did you talk for the entire afternoon?"

"Correct."

Although I didn't say a word all afternoon, I did sit across from someone for the entire afternoon.