In the morning, Luo Yao's play had two performances.
After finishing the first show, she sat down to rest.
Xiao He handed her water and she took a sip, just then a commotion broke out outside the venue.
"Wow! Who is this admirer? So many tulips arranged in a bouquet, so beautiful."
"I've heard that this flower can't be cultivated in the capital and is all air-freighted from abroad, which makes it very expensive."
"It's ridiculously expensive, one flower costs several hundred."
"That's still a different color, white tulips are top-notch, at least one thousand per flower."
"Heavens! This flower basket is filled with white tulips, I reckon there are over a thousand of them. How much must that cost? Who's spending so lavishly? And who are these flowers for?"
Hong Xin's assistant ran over, proudly raising her chin: "It must be sent to our Sister Xin. Don't believe me? Look, isn't the flower basket facing our crew?"
There are three crews filming in the film city, and the car delivering flower baskets really drove towards their crew.
All the staff rushed out to see what was happening.
Liu Yan pulled Luo Yao along as well.
Hong Xin is also here.
With a smile all over her face, she watched as the flower basket came to a stop in front of her.
"Sister Xin! This flower basket is so beautiful, and the white chrysanthemum is especially lovely."
The assistant's flattering voice was loud and clear.
Attracted countless envying eyes around.
"Congratulations to Xin Jie for receiving another gift from her fans, your fans are really generous."
"Such good fortune, it's really something we can't be envious of."
"Generous and magnificent, Xin Jie's fans are really powerful."
Listening to these compliments, Hong Xin's face was filled with a proud smile like a peacock, waiting for the person delivering the flower basket to come and find her to sign for it.
Liu Yan also showed a look of envy and jealousy.
"Luoyao! When can we also be so extravagant? Showing off the style of a big sister in the entertainment circle?"
Luoyao gave Liu Yanyan a sideways glance and scolded: "Next life!"
"What? It's going to take that long?"
Liu Yanyan's face collapsed, like a deflated ball, boneless and wanting to lean on Luoyao's body.
He reached out and grabbed her hand, his eyes staring at her intensely.
She immediately became flustered.
He smiled like a dog's leg and stood up straight with renewed energy.
"Hey! Are you the flower delivery guy? Are those flowers for Miss Hong Xin?" Hong Xin's assistant asked, looking at the stopped flower delivery car, as the driver got out and approached with an air of superiority.
"Hong Xin? No, the one who received the flowers is called Chen Cheng." The driver took out the delivery slip and looked at it, "That's right, it's Chen Cheng. May I ask which of you is Miss Chen Cheng?"
Chen Cheng?
Hong Xin's originally smiling and very good-looking face suddenly darkened, glaring at her assistant.
It's all her fault for not understanding the situation, otherwise she wouldn't have made such a big fool of herself.
"Chen Cheng? Who is Chen Cheng?"
As soon as they heard this name, the crowd went wild.
"I don't know! Is there such a person in our crew?"
"No."
"Are you sending flowers to the wrong person?"
The driver took a look at the delivery list and confirmed again: "That's right, it's one of your crew members named Chen Cheng."
Hong Xin glanced at Luo Yao, and her darkened face immediately changed back to a proper smile.
"Chen Ceng! Someone is sending you flowers! Why don't you hurry up and sign for them?"
Everyone followed Hong Xin's gaze and looked over, their jaws dropping "clattering" to the ground.
What's wrong?
Those flowers were given to the bride?
Heavens, this unassuming newcomer also has such a luxurious fan?
Doesn't look like it at all?
Did they all miss it?
Is this Lu Yao really hiding her true self?
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