The President's Queen's Sweet Wife

Chapter 85 Concealing the Injury
After Su Muqing and Shen Wei climbed out of the trap.She realized that she did not see Nemo.

Director Wang is getting angry now.If you ask him now, he will definitely not answer himself.

After weighing things up, she found Xiao Liu and asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you see my manager? Didn't he say he was looking for you?"

"He was injured." Xiao Liu replied, "It seems that he fell down on the mountain and I don't know what happened. Anyway, he has gone back now."

"Is it serious?" Su Muqing's heart was in her throat. "Did he go back alone or did other staff follow him?"

"There are other staff members accompanying me." Xiao Liu scratched his head. "I'm sorry. If I hadn't left Shen Wei alone on the mountainside, your manager wouldn't have been injured either."

"Shen Wei is indeed not easy to get along with." Su Muqing patted him on the shoulder. "But next time, don't leave a little girl alone on the mountainside. It won't sound good if it spreads."

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going down the mountain first, I'm going to find my agent."

"Hey, don't get lost! Otherwise, I have to look for you."

"No." Su Muqing waved at him. "It's almost dawn, there's nothing to worry about."

Xiao Liu looked at Su Muqing and then at Shen Wei, who was not far away, who was speaking forcefully.

He deeply felt that if Shen Wei was as easy-talking as Su Muqing, then such things would not happen.

……

Nemo's room.

Su Muqing didn't even knock on the door, just pushed the door open and entered.

She had expected Nemo to be in great pain and worried about herself.

However, what she saw was that Writer Song was accompanying him and he didn't know what he was talking about, and the two were talking and laughing.

"Mu Qing?" Screenwriter Song saw her immediately. "You're back? It seems that the director has found you."

"Yes, yes." Su Muqing slowly came to Nemo's side and looked at him carefully. "Didn't Xiao Liu say that you were injured? But no matter how I look at it, you don't look like a patient?"

"The leg is hurt." Nemo stretched out his injured leg from under the quilt. "It's estimated that I will be lying in bed for about a week. So you can be your own agent this week."

"Let's take a look." Su Muqing took a general look, but she couldn't see any folk hall, it was already bandaged. "And the bow tie? Scriptwriter Song tied it up for you, right?"

"It's me." Song Xiaoyun didn't expect to be recognized at a glance. "He just had a big fight with me about the bow tie."

"No, you." Su Muqing folded her hands on her chest and couldn't help shaking her head. "It's good if someone bandages you up, but you're still arguing with others? How can you be as virtuous as Shen Wei?"

"Is Shen Wei alright?"

"It's okay." Su Muqing sat down on the edge of the bed and sighed heavily. "I really don't know what that little girl is thinking. She will fall into the trap."

"You don't care what she thinks and what she does." Nemo looked at her with disgust. "It's you, you made your costume so dirty, what will you wear tomorrow?"

"It's not like there's a spare set." Su Muqing pulled her lips far-fetchedly. "What's more, my suit is broken. I can't wear it anymore."

Only then did Song Xiaoyun notice that there seemed to be a piece missing from the hem of her skirt. "Torn by you?"

"Yes." Su Muqing felt a little unlucky. "I can't watch Shen Wei bleeding all the time. So I tore off the cloth and bandaged it for her. It's also a bow."

"What nonsense." Nemo couldn't help feeling a headache. "Do you know how time-consuming and laborious it is for the crew to make a costume for the actors? You just ruined it, can you afford it?"

"Otherwise, I will use my salary to cover it." Su Muqing didn't want to do that either. "Anyway, the crew has to give us money this time. Then the salary will be topped up, and we can only get less in the future."

"It makes sense." Song Xiaoyun smiled silently. "It's very late. Do you want to go to rest? Isn't there a play in the morning?"

"Then I'm going to rest." Su Muqing was indeed tired. "There is screenwriter Song taking care of you here, so I don't have to worry about anything."

"Let's go." Nemo waved his hand. "You are here to delay my recuperation."

"I see." Su Muqing sighed. "Then I'll go first."

"I'll see you off." Song Xiaoyun got up to see her off, and took her hand and the two went outside the door. "Mu Qing."

"Huh?" Su Muqing turned to look at Writer Song. "What's wrong?"

"Actually..." Song Xiaoyun hesitated to speak. "What I want to tell you is that when you enter Nemo's room in the future, can you knock on the door first?"

"Um." Su Muqing was stunned for a moment, then smiled. "Yes. I was really worried just now, so I forgot to knock on the door. I won't do it next time."

"That's good." Song Xiaoyun also looked tired. "Then you have a good rest. I'm going to take care of Nemo."

"Well. Good. Thank you for your hard work."

When Song Xiaoyun returned to the room again.I saw that Nemo was not as relaxed as before.

"It hurts." When she came to his bedside, she couldn't help but sigh heavily. "I really don't understand what you're thinking all day. It's obviously a serious fall. In order not to worry Su Muqing, she refuses to go to the doctor. It's as simple as that. Let me lie to her with you about you fine."

"Otherwise?" Nemo frowned. "Tell her that I was hurt badly because of her. And then make her feel bad, thinking about it all the time while filming?"

"...At least she should know the truth." Song Xiaoyun found that she couldn't understand Nemo more and more. "Do you think she will feel better about cheating her like this? When she finds out one day, she will feel even more sorry."

"Let's talk about it when she knows." Nemo didn't know what happened to him. "And you. A pregnant woman really wants to stay here to take care of me?"

"If you don't take care of you, do you want you to fend for yourself?" Song Xiaoyun slowly climbed onto the bed and lay down next to him.

"You...what are you doing?" Nemo moved subconsciously. "Aren't you going back to your room to sleep?"

"It's not that I haven't slept. Why are you so nervous." Song Xiaoyun had no intention of leaving at all, and put his arms around his waist. "Why are you so skinny? You're full of bones. You're so sick."

"Don't hug if you're in a hurry." Nemo had nowhere to rest his hands. "It's not that I insist on keeping you here."

"That's right." Song Xiaoyun's voice was muffled. "I don't know what's wrong with me. It may be a natural reaction to want to take care of you when I see you hurt."

"Mother's love is overflowing." Nemo turned his head away, muttered, and put his arm on top of her head awkwardly. "When are you going to start raising babies?"

"Soon." Song Xiaoyun raised her head and laid her pillow on his arm generously, feeling the long-lost tenderness. "This crew may be the last crew I'll be with. I'm going to stay at home after the drama is over. I won't accept work."

"I won't accept it in the future? I remember you once said that becoming an excellent screenwriter is your dream."

"I think I'm already very good now." Song Xiaoyun slowly closed her eyes. "Although I didn't get the award I wanted. But after so many years of hard work, I'm tired."

"How many years have we been out of school?" Nemo could no longer remember. "Three years? Or five years?"

"Six years." Song Xiaoyun couldn't help feeling nostalgic. "It's been six years since I graduated. But when I think about it carefully, I'm still the most comfortable when I'm on campus. At least I don't have to consider so many disturbing factors."

"Are you sure it's the best time on campus? If I remember correctly, we would argue every day."

"Now we also often quarrel." Song Xiaoyun accepted his fate. "Maybe between you and me we will never get along peacefully."

"Maybe." Nemo felt her shoulders tremble slightly, and his heart became inexplicably disturbed. "Are you crying?"

"Why am I crying?" Song Xiaoyun forced a smile. "I won't quarrel with you after I leave the crew. It's too late for me to laugh. There's nothing to cry about."

"But I also said that I will be responsible to you. Why should I be so decisive."

"I don't need your responsibility." Song Xiaoyun also thought clearly after this period of time. "Although I did have the urge to make you take responsibility at the beginning, but now I calmly think about it, I am strong enough, even without you, I can still take care of the baby on my own."

"But a baby can't grow up without the company of his father. Is that okay?"

"Just find another one." Song Xiaoyun said it easily, but only she knew how bitter and uncomfortable it was. "There are so many people chasing me, and there are countless people who want to be my father. Just pick anyone who likes children."

"You want my child to be called someone else's father in the future?"

"Otherwise?" Song Xiaoyun didn't dare to look at his expression. "Do you want you to spend the rest of your life responsible for this baby? That's too cruel."

"The rest of your life is not the rest of your life." Nemo turned sideways and wrapped her in his arms. "Isn't it cruel to ask you to give up the career you love?"

"Are you pitying me?" Song Xiaoyun frowned, very displeased. "I don't need your pity, your pity."

"I'm not pitying you." Nemo sighed silently. "What's more, it seems between us now that I am the one who needs to be pitied."

"You're smart." Song Xiaoyun hugged him tightly, buried her head in his arms. "Nemo, it feels like you have matured a lot in the past six years."

"You too." Nemo closed his eyes wearily. "Become stronger than before, more mature than before, more sensible and considerate than before."

"Actually, I used to be quite considerate. It's just that you were really narrow-minded at that time, and you couldn't see my goodness. You only knew how to argue with me."

"The past is the past." Nemo was really tired. "Go to bed first. Reminiscing or something is not suitable for us."

(End of this chapter)