A-List Actress: Paper Marriage but Pampering Billionaire-Chapter 887: Subtle!

Back at the hotel in the evening, Mu Yan immediately took out the script to study.

With Xiang Lanqiu’s excellence ahead of her, she didn’t dare to be careless, otherwise, she might drag down the entire production.

Feeling pressured, Mu Yan was a bit restless, and her gaze on the script became numb.

She didn’t know how long had passed when Jiang Jingheng’s video call came through.

Mu Yan put down the script and answered.

In the video, Jiang Jingheng was lying on the bed in a bathrobe, his hair damp, with water droplets dripping down.

Mu Yan frowned slightly, "Why didn’t you dry your hair?"

"Wanted to see you," Jiang Jingheng said casually.

Seeing his indifferent demeanor, if she didn’t know how deeply he loved her, she’d suspect he was just brushing her off.

"You can’t leave your hair wet just because you miss me. If you don’t dry your hair, I won’t video call with you." Mu Yan threatened directly.

"As you command." Jiang Jingheng said as he threw down the phone.

Mu Yan could only see darkness, but soon she heard the sound of the hairdryer from the other end of the call.

For some reason, through the screen, even without seeing his face, just listening to the sound of the hairdryer, her heart felt incredibly warm, and she missed him even more.

About five minutes later, the camera on the other side finally lit up.

Jiang Jingheng’s hair was almost dry now, "Is Mrs. Jiang satisfied now?"

Mu Yan smiled slightly, "That’s better."

"Did filming go smoothly today?" Jiang Jingheng asked her.

"It’s alright." Mu Yan replied, but the smile on her face faded a bit.

No matter how good an actor is, sometimes their acting can be poor in front of loved ones.

"What’s wrong, unhappy?" Jiang Jingheng asked with a frown.

Mu Yan pressed her lips together and shook her head, "Nothing."

"What, does Mrs. Jiang want to keep secrets from me again?" Jiang Jingheng chuckled.

Mu Yan looked at him, but couldn’t muster a smile, and in doing so, made him realize the seriousness of the situation.

"What is it, really?"

"I’ve always thought I’m not bad, but today I realized I fall far behind others, feeling a little lost." Mu Yan said helplessly.

"Lost? Don’t want to act anymore?" Jiang Jingheng asked.

"Of course not!" Mu Yan retorted firmly, "I must act."

"Whether you’re excellent or not, you’ve chosen this path, and you must follow it through to the end. Losing isn’t a big deal, we can afford to lose."

Mu Yan looked at his serious demeanor and suddenly laughed, "Since when did you start being my confidant sister?"

"Nope."

"Hmm?"

"I’m a confidant husband, not a confidant sister."

Mu Yan laughed again at his words, "Yes, a confidant husband. Actually, the feeling of being lost is brief, I know what I need to do."

No matter how indifferent one is to fame and fortune, no one wants to lose, and she is the top among those who don’t want to lose, so she must work hard.

"That’s good," Jiang Jingheng said softly.

With her mind cleared, Mu Yan could now focus intently on the script.

The next morning, Song Cheng’an came over to accompany Mu Yan to the production team.

Mu Yan couldn’t help but ask, "Brother Song, are you very idle?"

Song Cheng’an shrugged, "What can I do, your husband called and that’s like a royal decree, I can’t disobey."

Mu Yan understood Jiang Jingheng worried about her feeling bad alone and asked Song Cheng’an to take care of her, wondering if he was treating her as too fragile.

When she arrived at the set, Xiang Lanqiu was already made up, and seeing Mu Yan and Song Cheng’an arriving side by side, her expression was somewhat subtle.