Wen Ning's whole body was frozen and his stiff face looked like a zombie.

Although I didn't touch the water, I still felt cold, so I complained in the group chat with my younger brothers.

[Filming in winter can really freeze people to death. Can we shoot in autumn next time?]

Half an hour later, during the break, a privately-owned restaurant that never delivers actually sent the food to the crew, but it was not signed.

I'm familiar with this restaurant. It's me and Sang Cheng's secret base, and I really like the taste of their hot drinks.

The boss asked in front of everyone on set, "Who is Wen Ning?"

Wen Ning's agent, Xiao Chen, skillfully arranged the placement.

Wen Ning, who was touching up her makeup and wiping her hair, smiled and said, "Oh, really, when you're popular, you have so many pursuers. It's still an anonymous delivery. Everyone should have a share. Xiao Chen, distribute it."

Xiao Chen picked up a cup of hot drink but was stopped by the delivery lady.

"This won't do. The seller left a note and gave a tip. We can't take the money without doing anything. We'll handle it ourselves."

With hundreds of people in the crew, each person had a cup. I was comfortably drinking the hot drink in my down jacket, eagerly waiting for it every time, but Wen Ning, who was carried past with the hot drink, had a face as red as a pig's liver.

Xiao Chen drank and said, "Ning Jie, this tastes really good."

Wen Ning's eyes were about to explode as she quickly asked the delivery lady, "Did you forget to deliver it to us? This was ordered for Teacher Wen Ning. What are you doing?"

The boss mixed in a mouthful of Sichuan dialect, saying, "Who told you it was ordered by Wen Ning? The person who placed the order told me not to give it to Wen Ning. You people are really strange. Will you die if you can't drink it? I'm tired too."

The staff who had just thanked Wen Ning felt embarrassed and whispered, "It's so embarrassing. How did this happen? I just thanked Teacher Wen a moment ago. Besides, this private restaurant is expensive. This cup alone costs over 80 yuan."

Wen Ning pushed away the makeup artist's hand, tightened her eyebrows, and said with resentment, "Then tell me, who arranged this? Even if it wasn't sent in my name, why does everyone in the crew have it except me? What does it mean? Are they isolating me?"

The boss didn't respond to her and walked away with his wife, stepping on the accelerator and leaving.

I sat on the side playing with my phone, pretending not to see anything.

Wen Ning rushed towards me like a madwoman and snatched the hot drink from the side, splashing it towards my face. "Ni Shang, you actually made me lose face in front of so many people..."

I dodged to the side, and Wen Ning staggered, but when she managed to stand firm, a teapot fell from the sky, instantly filling the air with the fragrance of tea.

People around started questioning why Sang Cheng came to the set.

He took off his scarf, tied it around my neck three times, and adjusted my collar. "As for the things, I had someone deliver them. You said you didn't have any, so didn't I personally bring them to you? Are you satisfied now? Also, aren't you curious about who Ni Shang's younger brother is? It's me, for real!"

Wen Ning sat on the ground and screamed, "It's impossible. Don't think I don't know what kind of relationship you siblings have, Sang Cheng. I was blind to like you all these years."

I took a sharp breath. Has this person gone crazy to this extent?

Gu Ning saw Sang Cheng nodding and finally understood why his attitude had changed so much.

Xiao Chen wrapped Wen Ning in a towel and helped her tidy up. Gu Ning clapped his hands and said, "Alright, everyone. There's been a little unexpected situation today. You can all finish work now. The meals will be delivered to your hotel rooms later."

Xiao Liu happily spun around in place. "Sis, if we could have something like this every day, we could finish work early every day."