northernbook Chapter 203: Playing hard to get becomes boring if you play it too much
Chapter 203: Playing hard to get becomes boring if you play it too much
After returning to the house, Fang Ke sent the photos of the parking lot she had casually taken to her new lover. It really felt like a long time had passed since they last saw each other for a day.
Only then can I change into pajamas and lie on the bed to type.
My dearest senior, do you see anything in this photo?
There was no reply for a long time, not even a punctuation mark. Fang Ke didn't indulge people like he used to, so he just called and asked.
The phone rang for a long time before it was picked up. There was a strange silence on the other end.
Fang Ke also felt something was amiss. He narrowed his eyes and whispered, "Senior, you're not replying to messages or answering calls. Are you cheating on me?"
This time, she was answered by a group of people on the other end of the phone who could no longer hold back their laughter. Then, Ye Si's cold, murderous voice came from afar, "You want to die, right?"
Fang Ke: “…”
Fang Ke calculated with his fingers that the other party was either holding a transoceanic meeting or a party.
The man's voice sounded a little unnatural. He snatched the phone from her and said, "I'm busy. I'll call you back later."
"well."
Fang Ke also whispered, "Did they see the text message, or did they hear what I just said?"
"...I think I saw it and heard it."
"...So why can it be seen and heard when your phone isn't in your hand?"
"I was working overtime, and they used my phone to order takeout." Yes Si sighed, "But when will you give me a heads-up before you start calling me those nicknames?"
Fang Ke suddenly lost his good mood, "You are so boring, then get on with your work."
"?I……"
Before Ye Si could finish his words, Fang Ke hung up on him.
Who would understand that she was tired after a day of work, and all her passion was focused on the title of "darling". Not only did she not get a response, but she also controlled everything and how people spoke. At this moment, she didn't want to listen to anyone's arguments at all, and just wanted people to go along with her, not even Ye Si!
Fang Ke rushed to take a shower before the hot water ran out. When he came out, he didn't even have time to blow dry his hair because he was a little short of oxygen. He fell headfirst onto the bed and fell asleep.
When she woke up, things became a little tricky. Fang Ke felt weak all over, had difficulty breathing, and had a sore throat and back. She touched her forehead and it was very hot.
Oh my god, now she also has a cold and a fever.
Only then did I receive a call from Wu Cong and tell him the truth.
Wu Cong was surprised and asked her how she was and immediately asked a doctor to see her.
Before Fang Ke could reply, a sharp voice rang out from the other end of the line, "I give up! She's such a shrewd person! Seeing that President Yi came to the crew because Yaoyao was sick, she immediately resorted to this trick... What a pity! President Yi probably won't even look at him."
"The guys in the props department worked all night setting up the set yesterday, putting in so much effort. We also got up before dawn today to do makeup and styling. Everyone is already in place. What's the point of not having such an important character like her? Let's just have everyone go on strike and wait for her for a whole day!"
Fang Ke was lying on the bed with a slightly cold look in her eyes. She really wanted to say, "Do you love her? Whoever plays the role, I don't want to play it anymore. What kind of life is this?"
Wu Cong shouted, "Enough, ladies! Fang Ke is not the only one who has been infected. Fang Yefan also has a fever and a cold. They filmed from morning to night yesterday. It was minus ten degrees Celsius. They only wore thin clothes and walked back and forth. It's normal to catch a cold. Where were you then? You were sitting around the stove eating melon seeds, right? Can you stop nagging all day long? If Su Yao hadn't introduced you, I would have fired you a long time ago. Get out!"
The two people who were talking tried to argue a few more times, but Fang Ke could no longer hear what they were saying.
After Wu Cong finished scolding the man, he realized that his phone was still on. After a moment of embarrassment, he comforted Fang Ke a few words.
"You should take a good rest today and take good care of your body. I will shoot Han Yu and Qin Xiaowan's scenes first."
Qin Xiaowan's voice also rang out over there, "Miss Fang, you still have to listen to the team doctor if you have a cold. Take more medicine and you will get better quickly."
Someone immediately questioned, "Xiao Wan, you..."
Then Wu Cong hung up the phone. Fang Ke curled his lips in boredom and turned over to sleep and rest.
When she woke up again, a small orange table lamp was on in the room, and a cup of hot water and some cold and fever-reducing pills were placed on the bedside table.
Fang Ke guessed that it was the team doctor who put it there, so she got up and took the medicine. Just as she swallowed it, the door was pushed open and a tall figure walked in.
When Yi Mohan saw that she woke up, his eyes were uncertain and slightly complicated. But when he saw that she had taken the medicine, he seemed a little happy.
He said in a deep voice, "This medicine was prescribed by the doctor I brought with me. It works quickly. If you work up a sweat, you'll probably be better tomorrow."
Fang Ke, “…”
Fang Ke stared at him in confusion, and was amused by him. "No, big brother, what do you mean? Did you put this medicine there?"
Yi Mohan raised his chin and made a subtle "hmm" sound.
He seemed to be waiting for Fang Ke to be moved and thank him, or to take advantage of Fang Ke's illness and weakness to appreciate his kindness, so that their relationship could return to the way it was before.
But Fang Ke took a deep breath, his face full of impatience, "Are you sick? Why are you being so attentive to me? Is it too late for me to spit it out now?"
"......Fang Ke!" The man's anger instantly condensed.
It was a rare opportunity for the two of them to be alone together, and Yi Mohan finally couldn't help but say, "What do you want? Playing hard to get is boring if you keep doing it."
He never believed that Fang Ke, who had loved him to the point of losing herself, could really let him go completely. He had seen everything she had done from the time she came back to now.
It is undeniable that she really tried hard to show her charm and talent in front of him, and she was indeed not the useless vase she had thought at the beginning.
So he was willing to give her a chance and ask this question, giving her a way to express her true feelings.
Although he couldn't accept her, they could talk it out and then everyone could live their own lives happily.
Yi Mohan thought he was already very gentle and gentlemanly, and cared a lot about her. If Fang Ke behaved well, they could be friends again.
As he thought about this, he stood at a distance with one hand in his pocket, his eyes already showing confidence that he was in control of the whole thing.
Only then can she show through her actions what she really wants to do.
She picked up her phone, dialed a number, and then turned on the hands-free mode.
Soon, an unexpected and somewhat weak voice came from the other side, "Sister Fang, are you looking for me?"
Yi Mohan: “…………”
Yi Mohan's expression suddenly changed, his face turned dark and he felt a little nervous.
His sharp eyes were almost popping out, what are you going to do!!!
Fang Ke said, "Yao, I heard your husband came to the crew to see you?"
Su Yao paused there, and after a long time, she said shyly, "What husband? We haven't reached that stage yet. Sister Fang, don't talk nonsense... Have you seen Mo Han?"
"Oh, he's mumbling to me now..."
"what?"
Only after the call was hung up did Yi Mohan take his hands away from Fang Ke's face.
"Are you fucking crazy?"
His face was as dark as a demon, and he really wanted to grab Fang Ke's shoulders and shake her awake. "Do you really want me and Yaoyao to quarrel so that you can take over?"
Fang Ke raised his hands in laughter. "It's unfair, sir. I just want you to understand clearly that I really don't have any intention of playing hard to get with you. Can you please stop making things worse for yourself? Can you accept the fact that the old Fang Ke is dead?"
If you break into my room again, I'll call my sister-in-law and report you. I hope your relationship can stand the test."
Yi Mohan, "..."
Yi Mo was so angry that he was fuming. Finally, Su Yao called him and he left Fang Ke's house.
Fang Ke fell on the bed. This playful teasing of the two men actually restored some of her energy.
She looked at the door with a subtle mood. It was undeniable that she mistook Yi Mohan for someone else when he came in just now.
Fang Ke was very unhappy. "How come anyone can come in through this door? Is there any privacy left?"