C155 Halfheartedly
Although Qiao Lin did not hear the last sentence that Meng Lang said to Luo Mi, and his understanding of the relationship between the two of them might be a little off, he knew enough.
He originally thought that Luo Mi was the one who was pestering Meng Lang, but the truth seemed to be that Meng Lang was using something to threaten Luo Mi to "play" with him.
Qiao Lin suddenly felt that in the future, he should just call the hotel and order food or takeout when he was at the hotel. He would never go out unless he had to.
Why did such a good thing happen to him every time? And it was all because he went to eat?
The last time he met Kong Qin and Han Dong on the stairs, Qin Lang spent money to help delete the surveillance footage.
Right now, it was Meng Lang and Luo Mi. Although these two people were not artists and did not have so many scruples, but who was Luo Mi? He was the backer of Han Dong, and Han Dong could fire Shen Zhao just by relying on his support. If he were to offend this person directly, wouldn't he lose his job?
He suddenly wanted to go home. He started to miss Yu and Qin Lang.
Afraid of disturbing the person opposite him, Qiao Lin carefully locked the door and returned to his room.
Just now, he had closed the door before he even stepped out of the room. He should not have been caught by the surveillance camera, Qiao Lin thought that it was better for him to pretend that he did not see it.
There was no need for him to say anything about Qin Lang. Otherwise, with that brat's personality, he would definitely chase after him tomorrow.
Qiao Lin called room service and ordered dinner to fill his stomach. After talking to Qin Lang and his son on the phone, he chose to continue sleeping.
They had arranged to have dinner at eight o'clock the next morning and leave. In order not to bump into something he should not have seen as soon as he opened the door, Qiao Lin knocked on the door of the guest room at seven o'clock and stuck his head out carefully.
However, the door opposite opened at this moment and Meng Lang walked out with his suitcase. When he saw Qiao Lin sneaking around, he turned around to look into the room and closed the door softly.
"What's wrong? Are you going to be a thief this early in the morning?"
"If you want to be a thief, you need to have something to steal." Qiao Lin pretended to be calm as he stood up straight, opened the door, and dragged his suitcase out, "Let's go, we still have to hurry after breakfast."
"You saw everything last night, right?" Just as the two of them walked to the elevator, Meng Lang suddenly asked from behind Qiao Lin.
"I..." Qiao Lin's heart tightened, not knowing how to answer.
"You don't have to hide it from me. The door to your room wasn't closed properly, and from where I was standing I could just make out the light and shadows coming out of your door. I'm not an artiste, and he doesn't know he's got someone behind him, so you don't have to worry about being targeted on the set." Meng Lang was quite interested in this matter.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop. I wanted to go out at that time, but I didn't expect him to suddenly appear in front of your door, so..." Since the other party already knew, Qiao Lin did not intend to hide it. If the other party really suspected him, there was no use denying it.
"It's all right. We were talking in the corridor, and it's only natural that we should be overheard, but I'm glad it was you who heard it. If it had been anyone else, the story would have been out today." For the sake of work, Meng Lang's sissy act had already been gossiped about. If news of his relationship with Luo Mi were to spread, the gossip would probably be even worse.
"I won't go out and talk about it." Qiao Lin was not someone who liked to gossip behind others' backs. When he thought about the matter between him and Qin Lang, how could he go around talking about Meng Lang?
"Of course, I know that you won't talk nonsense. Other than Qin Lang, you didn't seem to have interacted with anyone else in the crew. If you want to gossip, who do you want to talk to?" Meng Lang suddenly laughed.
"Are you saying that I'm unpopular?" Only then did Qiao Lin realize that Meng Lang was laughing at him.
But that was also the truth. Before he left the Qiao family, he did not have the chance to make friends. After leaving the Qiao family, he did not want to make friends.
"I didn't say that. You admitted it yourself." Meng Lang smiled brightly. Just like what he boasted yesterday, he was bright and beautiful.
This was different from when he threatened Luo Mi last night.
This reminded Qiao Lin of what Meng Lang had said at the airport yesterday that he was in love. He had changed his appearance because he was worried that his original appearance would steal his wife's limelight. However, it was impossible for him to steal his wife's limelight with his previous appearance, but there must be a reason for the change, "You said that you were in love yesterday, and your partner was Luo Mi?"
"Huh?" Meng Lang was a little surprised by Qiao Lin's question, "Don't talk nonsense. I was just playing with him. He's far from my goal in love."
Meng Lang's answer made people frown. So, he already had someone he liked and had a physical relationship with someone else?
This kind of person who was not loyal to his feelings and lover made Qiao Lin feel disgusted.
However, since this matter did not concern him, he did not make any comments.
After the two of them had breakfast early, they went to the bus to the filming location to wait. It was almost nine o'clock when they arrived.
After the bus started, the staff started to explain in detail about the delay in downtown S yesterday. " Everyone, because the hotel on set was not booked properly yesterday, and the scenery and equipment were not prepared properly, it delayed everyone's time by half a day. But cinema city was supposed to be filming in a month and a half, but in the end, it took more than two months. After that, because of the need for the set, as well as the filming outside and inside the film studio, many actors had to follow the crew to many places. City S was only the first stop. We estimated that if nothing went wrong, it would take about two months to finish filming the rest of the scenes."
The staff member was friendly and gentle, and he and his colleagues served the hot coffee that had been packed from the hotel.
But even so, it still attracted complaints.
"How come you're saying that now it's us actors who are in the wrong for not getting the set ready and transporting the equipment to the new set in time?" The one who spoke was the female lead of The Young Martial Arts World.
In fact, being told that they were all new actors, it meant that they were bad actors. Because of that, they had wasted a lot of filming time. Many people who were sitting there felt uncomfortable. But everyone knew where they were in the cast, and what the crewman said was true. In the first month of filming, progress had been slower than a snail.
Therefore, even if they felt uncomfortable, they wouldn't say anything. However, the female lead dared to do so. After all, they were the main characters that the company was supporting.
"Sorry, we didn't do our preparation work well and delayed everyone. But we still have to hurry up, so we have to trouble everyone." The staff was still kind and smiling.
No matter how dissatisfied the others were, they were too embarrassed to complain about his attitude.
"Heh, this little brother looks good when he smiles. His attitude isn't bad either." Meng Lang, who was sitting beside Qiao Lin, held a cup of coffee in one hand and leaned his head on the arm of the car seat with the other. He tilted his head and looked at the staff who was standing in front of him explaining.
"You're interested in him?" Qiao Lin was at a loss for words. Was it really good to be interested in someone?
"No, how can he be compared to the treasure that I picked up? Besides, he looks straight and boring, but his appearance reminds me of something fun." Meng Lang smiled.
It was unknown whether the treasure he was talking about was his lover or Luo Mi.