Chapter 117: Mistake in lines.

Pei Yu was really stimulated by Meng Qiming tonight. Meng Qiming's words reminded him of a scene he had dreamed of a long time ago, and suddenly reminded him of the possibility that "Shen Zhiyi married someone else."

When I think of this, all my patience is gone.

Shen Zhiyi stared at him blankly, her lips moved but no sound came out.

When she heard the hypothesis that Meng Qiming was going to propose to her, her first feeling was that it was absurd. Marriage was too far away for her, not to mention that the object of her proposal was Meng Qiming, who was not even in her future plans.

But when the person she proposed to became Pei Yu, her mind went blank and she had no idea at all. She was stunned for more than ten seconds. As an actor with a relatively rich imagination, she couldn't think of any scene that could be connected with "proposal" at this moment, as if she was knowing this word for the first time.

She didn't answer for a long time. Pei Yu was not sure whether she was scared by him or this was a euphemism for answering. But no matter which one it was, it proved that this was definitely not an appropriate time and he was too impatient.

Pei Yu stood up and ended the topic, pretending that he had never said anything, "I'll take you back to the set."

It was not until he walked downstairs and saw Xiao Dong waiting outside that Shen Zhiyi woke up from his wandering state and came to his senses.

"No need for you to send me off."

Pei Yu stopped and didn't bother any more, "Okay."

Xiao Dong sat in the driver's seat. Shen Zhiyi opened the door but did not get in immediately. He looked back for some reason.

She closed the car door again and walked back to the side of the road, "Pei Yu."

Pei Yu lowered his eyes to look at her and said "hmm" softly. He could see that she had something to say. Was she going to answer the question he had just asked?
He already regretted asking.

Not wanting to hear it, he tried to change the subject, "Aren't you going back yet? There's a traffic jam on the road. If you don't hurry up, it will affect the filming."

"It won't take too long to say a few words," Shen Zhiyi realized that he wanted to escape, and didn't know why, so she didn't think about it, and just said what she had been thinking all the way, "You said Meng Qiming wanted to propose to me, are you sure?"

It really scared her. If that was the case, she didn't know how to face Meng Qiming. Should she find a chance to have a good talk with him? She really didn't have any feelings for him at all.

"Not explicitly stated,"

She was asking about Meng Qiming, but Pei Yu did not feel relieved. Instead, he felt more blocked, and his already unclear expression became even colder.

"But that's about it."

Shen Zhiyi sighed silently. Okay, she really had to find a chance to have a good talk with Meng Qiming. She didn't know what he thought of getting married.

"I understand," Shen Zhiyi opened the car door again.

Pei Yu watched her get into the car and leave. He felt a tightness in his chest. After being blown by the cold wind for a while and having a headache, he asked Secretary Qin to drive the car over.

As soon as he got into the car, the attentive Secretary Qin noticed something was wrong, "Mr. Pei, your hand?"

Didn't you go to meet Miss Shen? How did you hurt your hand like this?

During this short while, the back of Pei Yu's hand had become slightly swollen, and there was a scar near the base of the palm that was about to break the skin, which was caused by the corner of the table.

After being reminded by Secretary Qin, Pei Yu realized that his hand was still injured. He glanced at it and put it down indifferently, with no intention of dealing with it.

Secretary Qin felt pain just watching this, and seeing that Pei Yu didn't want to care at all, he silently looked away.

Well, he has no right to care about the boss's affairs. It's not his job to take care of him anyway.

The car drove to Hua Ting. When Pei Yu walked into the main house, the housekeeper was already prepared. She came to greet him with the private doctor. Before Pei Yu could say anything, she spoke first, "Sir, Miss Shen said that your hand was injured." Pei Yu paused and looked at her, "Did she tell you that?"

"Yes," the housekeeper signaled to the private doctor with his eyes, "Miss Shen said that your hand should be treated. She thinks it is very serious."

Shen Zhiyi didn't explain in detail. The housekeeper couldn't guess how Pei Yu injured his hand. Now that he saw it, he felt that her words were too exaggerated. It was just a little swollen, a little bruised, and a little broken skin. It couldn't be considered serious at all, and there was no fracture.

Of course, the butler did not show these complaints.

The private doctor handled the situation in an orderly manner. Pei Yu let him do it. He wanted to send a message to Shen Zhiyi, but he kept making mistakes after typing a few words. Then he realized that his right hand was injured and it was not very convenient.

After a while, the doctor was sent away after the medicine was applied and bandages were wrapped. Pei Yu took a photo and sent it to Shen Zhiyi, telling her that the injury had been treated.

When the photo was sent to him, Shen Zhiyi checked it immediately and felt relieved. When he walked to the decorated studio, he suddenly remembered that the background of the photo was Huating's living room. Doesn't this mean that he did not go to the hospital for treatment, but brought the injury directly to Huating.

Really.

……

"cut!"

Director Meng was quite surprised, "Zhiyi, why did you say the lines wrong?"

The most trouble-free thing about Shen Zhiyi that the director found was that she had an excellent line memorization and rarely made mistakes or forgot her lines. Sometimes she could even remind her co-actor's lines. The lines in this scene were not long and not difficult to read, so Director Meng was very surprised by Shen Zhiyi's mistake.

Shen Zhiyi was also surprised. She did not realize her mistake, but she was distracted for a moment because the actor acting opposite her happened to be named Pei.

She looked confused, "What did I say wrong?"

"Here," Director Meng took the script and pointed to a long dialogue in the corner, "you said 'assassination' instead of 'marriage'."

It can be said that the two words have absolutely no similarities. When she said it, even the opponent actor didn't react. He only realized something was wrong halfway through the line.

Director Meng was amused, but not angry. "Why did you say it like this? It's such a joke. I'll edit it into the behind-the-scenes footage later. Haha—"

He smiled and joked. When he looked up and saw Shen Zhiyi blushing, he thought she was thin-skinned and couldn't stand the teasing, so he didn't continue talking and handed her the script. "It's just a small mistake. It doesn't matter. You can remember the lines again and touch up your makeup at the same time."

Shen Zhiyi sat on the chair and covered her face with the script, but the heat on her face did not subside.

Of course, she was not embarrassed about the mistake in the lines, but the mistake was too suggestive.

She thought again of the question that she had been trying to ignore in the afternoon.

——"What if I propose to you?"

If...if...this assumption made Shen Zhiyi's heart beat faster. She touched her chest and thought about something so far ahead for the first time.

Getting married? Getting married...

She realized that if Pei Yu insisted on asking her for an answer, she could still give the same answer.

It’s just that the meanings of the two answers are completely different.

(End of this chapter)