Sweet Wife in My Arms

izhe, waving a hand unaffectedly.
“We’ll need to look out for each other in the future.
Anyway, it hasn’t started yet so it was a good chance for us to get some rest.”

Song Xihua wasn’t one for small talk.
He was rather aloof.
He simply made a slight nod.
Fang Ying curled her lips.
Ew, what a drama queen, she cussed internally.

Naturally, Yan Huan didn’t have anything to say to Su Muran.
Coming in late was also a way of hogging attention.
Helicopter breaking down, what a convenient excuse.
She could see people buying it.
After all, the helicopter malfunctioning was a problem that no one could have prevented or foreseen.
Though everyone was unhappy, it wasn’t as if they would personally attack her.
Plus, she was a woman.
Most of the people present were men.
Who could scold her, a woman?

However, Yan Huan was aware of what kind of power the Su Family had.
Even without the airport from the Ye Family, Su Family was powerful enough with its jades and gold.

No one knew how deep the Su Family’s pockets were, which was why Ye Jianguo turned to the Su Family first.
If the Su Family intervened, the Ye Family would definitely make it through.

However, the Su Family never planned to help.
They wanted the airport for themselves.
However, their plan had failed.
This soured the relationships between the two families even more.
They weren’t exactly enemies yet, but there was hardly any more communication between them.

And for the Su Family, a helicopter was nothing.
Even if it was on short notice, the Su Family could send five helicopters without breaking a sweat.
What a poor excuse.

Yan Huan sat up straight, packing up her personal belongings—rations, water, compass, watch, clothes, tents, and miscellaneous items.

Su Muran’s items had already been packed for her, but she stood there frowning.
This is so heavy, she thought, how am I supposed to carry it?

“Miss Su, please remove your makeup,” reminded the director kindly.
“Actresses are not supposed to wear them.
That’s our rule.”

“Okay, Director, I got it,” said Su Muran.
However, she didn’t move an inch.

To a female actress, makeup was everything to her.
Without it, all of her imperfections would be laid bare before the camera.
Her rough skin, her large pores, her small eyes, her single eyelid, her sunken nose.

Going makeup-free wasn’t easy for most actresses, those that weren’t gifted with exceptional beauty.
Su Muran was one of them.

Then, the director briefed them on some other cautionary points.
However, it wasn’t as dangerous as it sounded, since the crew was constantly behind them, camera in hand.

All the talents had to carry their own backpacks.
To this, Su Muran protested.
How could she carry something this heavy? She could only carry suitcases with rollers.

Clearly, her backpack didn’t come with wheels.
Even if it did, they couldn’t expect her to push it all over the mountain, right?

“I’m sorry, Miss Su, but we can’t agree to this,” responded the director upon hearing Su Muran’s request for someone else to carry her backpacks.
“We want the show to be as real as possible, so everyone has to be responsible for themselves.
I believe we have already established this when we signed the contract.
If you have any objections, it would be against our terms and conditions.
To stay or to leave, the choice lies with you.”