Son, “Mom” Will Back You

e makeup artist busted out laughing.
“Alright.
Alright.”

Gu Nian slept all the way until the assistant makeup artist woke her up subtly.

She hasn’t even opened her eyes yet when she heard someone whispering next to her, “Aye, wake up, Gu Nian.
Mei Jiating is about to take off.
Hurry up.”

Gu Nian grumbled while still dreaming, “Family-less? Who’s fam…” (TN: “Mei Jiating” sounds like “family-less”)

Mei Jiating!

The started of the rumor whom she spent three days’ time to track down!!

Gu Nian was wide awake immediately and popped right back up from the makeup chair.

The assistant makeup artist, who was pretending to be plugging something in, was started.
Still squatting down, she cocked her head as she looked at Gu Nian.
“Don’t mess up the makeup.
You have never seen my boss throwing his makeup case at others.
He would chase you around the studio 300 times and he didn’t care if you are a man or a woman.”

Gu Nian, “… …”

Gu Nian immediately toned herself down some.

She brushed back the delicately treated and smooth long hair hanging down next to her ear and called out to the Mei Jiating, the fourth female lead, who was just about to get up from her makeup chair.

Hearing Gu Nian, Mei Jiating turned around.

When she saw that it was Gu Nian who called out to her, she looked a bit awkward but put on a smile nonetheless.
“Something’s the matter, Screenwriter Gu?”

“Yes, there is something that I want to talk to you about.” Gu Nian waved at her.
“Let’s taslk in the dressing room.”

Perhaps because Gu Nian had just been woken up and was still groggy, even though she had full makeup and long hair that made her look extremely delicate and oh so tender, her lack of expression along with languid and slightly dimmed eyes still allow her to exude a female gangster feel.

The type that had on knee-length skirt with a long pony tail, however.

No wonder Mei Jiating stopped where she was and remained motionless for a few seconds after Gu Nian had spoken.

The little makeup artist was still squatting down.
She tugged at the bottom of Gu Nian’s pants and whispered to her, “You are coming across too mean.”

“Am I?” asked Gu Nian softly.

Right when Gu Nian was trying to figure out how to invite her prey into the trap with her still-groggy brain, Mei Jiating began to move.

Swaying that curvy waist of her that everybody in the cast had raved about, she walked toward Gu Nian.
“Sure.
If there’s something that Screenwriter Gu wishes to talk about, let’s hurry up.
We wouldn’t want to hold up the filming.”

“Mmm.”

Gu Nian didn’t care that Mei Jiating had taken the lead and walked with her to the front of the rest area in the dressing room.