Extreme Pampering-Chapter 44 - Couldnt You Wish I Stayed Out Longer
Chapter 44: Chapter 44: Couldn’t You Wish I Stayed Out Longer?
Chapter 44: Chapter 44: Couldn’t You Wish I Stayed Out Longer?
After the incident, Mrs. Qin, seeking to make amends, had someone deliver a gift to Shen Zhiyi. Perhaps she learned from Qin Fangru that Zhiyi was currently staying at Huating, which was difficult to enter and leave, so the gift was sent directly to the film set.
“That person just asked me to deliver it and left, also giving a business card from Songjian Media,” Assistant Xiaodong, unaware of the situation, simply found it odd, “Is it someone you know, Sister Zhiyi?”
The gift was a women’s wristwatch, with a six-figure price tag, just right for an apology; Shen Zhiyi understood that the person Mrs. Qin really wanted to apologize to was Pei Yu. If she didn’t accept it, Mrs. Qin would probably be even more restless, but it also wasn’t her place to decide, so she sent a message to Pei Yu.
At that moment, Pei Yu was in Australia discussing a collaboration; he had long put the incident with Mrs. Qin behind him, and as for Qin Fangru, he never interfered in his subordinates’ private lives. As long as they didn’t make mistakes in their official duties, he wouldn’t take it out on them.
“Keep it,” he said.
Mrs. Qin had good taste; the wristwatch she chose was very suitable for Shen Zhiyi’s everyday wear. It wasn’t too ostentatious but also didn’t lack style.
The conversation should have ended there, but Pei Yu added another line.
“Do you contact me only when there’s something up?”
Otherwise? There isn’t much to say when there’s nothing up, right? Zhiyi didn’t know how to respond, so she sent back an emoji of a cat rolling over, hoping to gloss over the situation.
Pei Yu: “Don’t act cute.”
Zhiyi paused, thinking to herself that she wasn’t acting cute, but upon looking at the emoji again, she could see a hint of coquettishness in it and silently retracted it.
The call came just after she’d retracted it. The set was a mess, with crew members running around everywhere, and Shen Zhiyi found a relatively quiet corner to take the call.
“Hello?”
Pei Yu: “Say my name.”
Zhiyi pursed her lips, “Mr. Pei.”
Pei Yu was silent, tapping his finger against the receiver, clearly dissatisfied with the appellation.
Zhiyi compromised, “Pei Yu.”
It was only then that Pei Yu began to speak, his tone lazy, “You don’t contact me unless there’s something to report?”
When he was in the country, it was somewhat better, but as soon as he went abroad on business trips, often for three or four days at a time, receiving even one message from Shen Zhiyi was considered good.
Zhiyi resignedly said, “You’ve only been gone for less than two days.”
There weren’t that many things to talk about after all.
“Is that too infrequent?” Pei Yu asked slowly without much emotion, “Are you eager for me to stay away longer?”
As someone passed by, Shen Zhiyi turned to the side and lowered her voice, “I’ve never thought that.”
She truly hadn’t thought that; she didn’t find being with Pei Yu to be that difficult; otherwise, she wouldn’t still be living at Huating. But asking her to frequently send messages or make calls was indeed too much. Firstly, it wasn’t in her nature, secondly, their relationship wasn’t suited for such, and thirdly, she was indeed very busy.
Hesitating, she said, “If you require it, I can call you at set times, would that work?”
“…Forget it,” Pei Yu pulled a face, “I won’t push you.”
He was fully aware of her schedule, knowing she was genuinely busy with filming, and Meng Fansheng being a perfectionist, often redoing scenes endlessly. To press her for contact under those circumstances would be detestable.
“Go back to what you were doing.”
Zhiyi asked at the last moment before hanging up, “When are you coming back?”
She shouldn’t have asked, but it seemed that Pei Yu really hoped she would ask that.
“In a few days,” said Pei Yu, without specifying the time.
Xiaodong came looking for her, “Sister Zhiyi, Director Meng is looking for you.”
She was still holding the gift in her arms, “What should I do with this?”
“Keep it.”
After Shen Zhiyi was called away by Director Meng to discuss the script, Xiaodong immediately sent a message in the newly-created chat group.
“Is the hotel booked?”
“Today happens to be Chinese Valentine’s Day, and it’s too difficult to book a hotel. I’ve contacted several and they’re all fully booked. Shall we switch to a four-star hotel?”
People in the group started replying one after another.
“We can’t even book a four-star hotel anymore, there’s a pile of proposals and weddings, we should have made reservations earlier.”
Xiaodong: “My bad, I only realized today that Sister Zhiyi’s birthday is tomorrow. Everyone, keep trying harder.”
This was Shen Zhiyi’s first birthday since signing with the new talent agency, symbolizing a new beginning. They had originally planned to throw a big surprise birthday party, but both assistants and agents had been too busy to remember. Now, with less than ten hours to midnight, they were unsure if they could book a hotel in time.
The film crew started bustling about, searching for venues and finding time to prepare gifts. Wang Feifei was also busy, struggling to secure a hotel for the birthday party, so she shamelessly reached out to Secretary Qin.
Without Shen Zhiyi’s knowledge, Wang Feifei had already contacted Secretary Qin many times. At first, she was cautious, but later became more casual, as the secretary’s attitude towards her artist was clear to all. She decided to push her luck just a little bit further.
Before long, Xiaodong received a message.
“The venue is sorted, and the hotel staff will handle the decoration. You just bring people over.”
Xiaodong exclaimed with excitement, “Sister Feifei is so amazing.”
She had resolved the troublesome issue just like that.
Shen Zhiyi was getting her makeup touched up, completely unaware of the crew members sneaking out with mischievous intent. “What’s so amazing?”
Her eyes were fixed on the script, her attention fully on the lengthy lines, as she casually asked.
Xiaodong put away her phone, “Nothing, just talking to myself.”
She looked at the stylist, “Are we going to have to pull an all-nighter today?”
It was originally possible to finish before evening, but to create the birthday surprise they deliberately planned to drag on until night, making sure they could get to the hotel before midnight.
The stylist nodded, exchanging a knowing glance with her.
Finally, with the entire film crew intentionally delaying, they wrapped up the last scene around ten o’clock. Xiaodong communicated the next steps with others.
“You all go to the hotel first and check the decorations, place the gifts, and I’ll bring Sister Zhiyi over a little later.”
Everyone nodded in agreement. The assistant director and the scriptwriter were the first to arrive at the hotel. After stating their names, the hotel staff led them to the reserved area.
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The elevator stopped on the twenty-fourth floor, and right in front of them was a vast banquet hall spanning hundreds of square meters, more than enough to accommodate all crew members for dining. Further down the corridor were three surprise rooms, each meticulously decorated with distinct styles, even including matching themed cakes.
A three-meter-high Crystal Castle, decorations paved with broken diamonds, hand-painted welcome signs, crowns inlaid with akoya pearls…
The hotel manager apologized, “We didn’t know what style Miss Shen prefers, so we just prepared a few things.”
The assistant director and scriptwriter looked at each other, at a loss for words.
They thought they had booked a room, but it turned out to be an entire floor, and the ‘simple’ decorations were all real and costly.
The scriptwriter pointed to the room filled with two-meter-high stacks of gift boxes, “Our gifts haven’t been delivered yet, are these empty boxes just for decoration?”
The hotel manager smiled, “No, these are birthday gifts from our CEO to Miss Shen.”
