Beijing Night Snow

Chapter 22 Joining the Group
There was a heat pack on her lower abdomen, and Chen Yucong's hand felt warm when he put it there.

"It hurts a little, but it's better than before." Song Jinhe said, looking at Chen Yucong with pitiful eyes.

"There are still two days left. Be careful on the set and don't catch a cold. If you feel uncomfortable, don't try to be stubborn." Chen Yucong warned.

Worried that Song Jinhe might pretend to obey but actually disobey, Chen Yucong said more seriously: "If you joke about your own body, I will really be angry."

"Yeah." Song Jinhe nodded seriously.

Chen Yucong sighed slightly, picked up Song Jinhe and walked towards the bedroom. Then they lay down together. He reached out to turn off the light, then turned around and held Song Jinhe in his arms.

"Go to sleep." said Chen Yucong.

"Good night." Song Jinhe said softly.

A dreamless night.

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The next day.

When Song Jinhe woke up, Chen Yucong was no longer by her side. She subconsciously took the mobile phone from the bedside table and checked the time. It was already past nine o'clock.

However, Song Jinhe still didn't get anxious. She hesitated for a long time before getting up from the bed stiffly, and then walked carefully to the bathroom.

When she finished washing up and came out of the bedroom, her aunt hurried to bring out the breakfast that had been kept hot.

While eating breakfast, Song Jinhe looked at the messages on her mobile phone, most of which were work arrangements sent by Zhang Ting.

Having worked with Zhang Ting for three years, they already know each other well enough, so Song Jinhe has basically no objection to the work that Zhang Ting arranges for her in the future.

After watching for a while, Song Jinhe put down her phone and concentrated on eating breakfast.

However, Song Jinhe just ate to fill her stomach a little because she had to have lunch with Chen Yucong at noon.

The luggage and other things had been packed, except for some daily necessities, which Song Jinhe packed calmly.

In a blink of an eye, it was noon and Chen Yucong returned on time.

The two had dinner together at home, and then Chen Yucong personally sent Song Jinhe to the filming location.

Zhang Ting and Hu Yanqin had arrived early and were waiting for Song Jinhe to come.

Halfway through, Zhang Ting was still telling Hu Yanqin, "When you are on the set, be polite to the staff and artists."

"It's best not to get into conflict with others. Sometimes it's good to take a step back."

"Okay!" Hu Yanqin nodded vigorously, looking like she had learned something.

In her heart, Zhang Ting still felt that Hu Yanqin was somewhat inappropriate, but if you really wanted to tell her what was wrong with her, she couldn't seem to find any problem for a moment.

After all, Hu Yanqin completed the tasks assigned to her very well.

So Zhang Ting thought that she should give her another chance to see if there would be any problems on the set this time.

"They are coming." Zhang Ting said suddenly.

Hu Yanqin immediately looked over and saw Zhang Ting going to meet her, so Hu Yanqin hurriedly followed.

"Jinhe, Mr. Chen." Zhang Ting greeted politely and took the two suitcases that Chen Yucong was pushing.

"Sister Song, Mr. Chen!" Hu Yanqin also hurriedly called for help, but when she looked at Chen Yucong, she couldn't help but take another look.

Especially when Chen Yucong looked at Hu Yanqin, at that moment, his heart beat faster. Hu Yanqin was a little flustered and had even forgotten about helping with the luggage.

"Let's go up first, so we won't be seen here." Zhang Ting said. Song Jinhe and Chen Yucong nodded in agreement and followed Zhang Ting upstairs.

As they walked, Chen Yucong did not forget to remind Zhang Ting, "Take good care of her. If anything happens, call me immediately."

"I understand." Zhang Ting nodded. It has been like this for so many years and Zhang Ting has gotten used to it.

Song Jinhe was a little helpless. Chen Yucong was like this every time. He would first tell Zhang Ting about himself. If possible, he might want to follow her.

Hu Yanqin, who was lagging behind, had been paying attention to the people in front of her, but her sight finally fell on Chen Yucong.

When they arrived at the guest rooms upstairs, Zhang Ting sent them to the door, then took Hu Yanqin away without staying to disturb them.

Song Jinhe and Chen Yucong went to the guest room. Chen Yucong looked around and was barely satisfied with the hotel environment.

"Everything has been delivered to the guest room, so should we leave now?" Song Jinhe looked at Chen Yucong and asked helplessly.

Originally in the parking lot, she said that she could go up by herself and asked Chen Yucong to go back.

But Chen Yucong was unwilling to do so. He said that if he wanted to send her in, he had to at least hand her over to Zhang Ting safely, and then let Zhang Ting return her to him safely.

But after seeing Zhang Ting, she followed all the way to the guest room. Song Jinhe was worried that if she dawdled any longer, Chen Yucong might not be willing to leave.

"We're about to be separated for half a month, and you don't feel reluctant to leave me?" Chen Yucong frowned slightly, looking a little dissatisfied.

"Then let's not shoot anymore. I'll go back with you." Song Jinhe said, "You can afford the penalty anyway."

The man, who was originally dissatisfied, was so angry when he heard Song Jinhe's words that he gritted his teeth and couldn't help but poke her forehead with his finger.

Song Jinhe smiled again, and went forward to hug Chen Yucong. She looked up at the man and said, "I will miss you."

Chen Yucong remained unmoved. He glanced at Song Jinhe, and after a while he bent down and kissed her red lips.

"I will miss you too," said Chen Yucong.

Although he was reluctant, he would not confine Song Jinhe and let her wait for him at home.

The two of them stayed together for a while before Chen Yucong left the hotel, agreeing to pick her up on the day they finished.

After seeing Chen Yucong off, Song Jinhe also began to pack her luggage.

the other side.

Zhang Ting was sitting on the small sofa, holding her cell phone and looking at something.

Hu Yanqin had just packed her luggage and came to Zhang Ting reluctantly.

Zhang Ting vaguely sensed a shadow in front of her eyes. She looked up and saw Hu Yanqin standing beside her. She looked hesitant and seemed to want to say something to her.

Without waiting for Hu Yanqin to ask, Zhang Ting took the initiative to speak: "What's the matter?"

Hu Yanqin then took a step forward and whispered, "Sister Ting, I don't have Mr. Chen's contact information."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Ting couldn't help but frowned, as if she didn't quite understand.

Hu Yanqin quickly explained: "Didn't Mr. Chen say that if there is any emergency, we should contact him immediately? I don't have Mr. Chen's contact information, so I want to ask Sister Ting, is it convenient for you to send me Mr. Chen's suggestions at that time?"

Zhang Ting still frowned as she looked at the girl in front of her, her expression gradually becoming suspicious.

But Zhang Ting couldn't help but wonder, was she thinking too much?

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