Chapter 453 - 453 454 Relief (6)_1
Chapter 453 - 453 454 Relief (6)_1
?Chapter 453: Chapter 454: Relief (6)_1 Chapter 453: Chapter 454: Relief (6)_1 Actually, Jing Haohao’s attitude towards him didn’t change much, occasionally speaking to him with only a few simple words.
Sometimes, Liang Chen thought it odd for himself to struggle to find an excuse to see Jing Haohao after a sleepless night, driving for three hours enthusiastically, just to confront her cold attitude. It felt like he was continuously offering his warm face to her cold ass.
However, despite Liang Chen thinking this, the next day he would still willingly offer up his warm face to her cold indifference.
Liang Chen felt he had a masochistic streak, but he also felt that as long as he could see Jing Haohao, even if she was coldly glancing at him, he was happy in his “self-created misery”.
So, he concluded, he might be incurably masochistic.
However, in the end, Liang Chen had a massive entity like the Jiangshan Group to handle. Despite carving out a substantial amount of time to see Jing Haohao, it never seemed enough against his unavoidable business trips.
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Liang Chen would wait daily for Jing Haohao outside the shooting location, and in due course, everyone in the cast knew about it.
The director recognized Liang Chen, thus his attitude towards Jing Haohao became more respectful.
After the shooting ended one day, Jing Haohao, as usual, removed her makeup and stepped out. She instinctively looked around, but didn’t see Liang Chen.
She checked the time on her phone. It seemed they wrapped up earlier than usual. Wondering if he hadn’t arrived yet, Jing Haohao used her desire to use the restroom as an excuse to let Xian’er leave first.
She sat on the toilet, played a few rounds of the card game Fight the Landlord, scrolled through webpages for an extended period, purposefully stalling. Once she gradually stood up, leisurely washed her hands, she sauntered out of the restroom.
Jing Haohao thought that after emerging, she would see Liang Chen as usual, leaning on the white railing with elegant posture, standing straight as she approached and calling out “Haohao”.
But when Jing Haohao leisurely walked to the palace’s front gate, she discovered the palace was deserted, not even a member of the production crew or a tourist remained.
Jing Haohao was unsure how to describe the feelings in her heart. It was as if there was something repetitive you did every day, and suddenly, you didn’t need to do it anymore, leaving an emptiness in your heart.
She stood at the entrance of the palace for a long while until the security guard of the “Qin King’s Palace” came to check if anyone was still inside. Only then did she slowly step out of the “Qin King’s Palace”.
The crew’s car had already left, so Jing Haohao had no choice but to follow the road slowly back to the hotel.
Normally, Liang Chen would drive her back. Although it was only a ten-minute drive, when she had to walk, she found the distance surprisingly long.
It was a summer night and the temperature was high. Jing Haohao returned to the hotel sweaty and panting after a tough journey.
Xian’er apparently went somewhere else. The room was empty. Jing Haohao went to the bathroom, took a bath, and laid heavily on the bed, not wanting to move at all.
It was eleven o’clock at night when Xian’er returned. As usual, she cheerfully ran to the table and began counting meal boxes with pointed fingers.