Words I Was Afraid To Hear 138 Husband

Then came a convertible driven by a fairly handsome guy.

"Cut!" Lu Shaoting ended the recording of the scene. "The car was late to arrive. There shouldn't be a lag time for the viewers to wait for the guy to come into scene. The airing of this ad is paid by the second. Again!"

His wife glared at him. Her husband is a good director, but he is too strict. She needed to run in heels again!

"Director, people are starting to gather up again to watch the shooting."

Lu Shaoting frowned as he turned to his a.s.sistant. "Get crowd control." He looked at the other staff and his wife who was staring daggers at him. He sighed. "Take 5!"

Midori was giggling as her bestfriend took the water bottle from her hands and took big gulps without any poise. Mei was fuming and she clearly shows it to her husband.

Midori chuckled. "Hey, don't be angry with your husband. He's just doing his job."

"That's not my husband! That's Director Lu!"

Indeed, Lu Shaoting was very dedicated to his job. His wife thinks that he is too professional.

He managed to direct her romance films even before they got married, perfecting her kissing and bed scenes with another actor as if they are not related at all. He does not show an ounce of affection towards her on the set and if they were not leaving together in the same car, no one will believe that they were already together back then. Thus, a lot of people were shocked when their wedding suddenly happened and was even broadcasted live.

Even in commercials like this, after getting married, he was still the same director, still not a husband to her while on set.

"Stop laughing!" Mei scolded her bestfriend.

"It's okay, Mei. He'll be your Shao again once you get home." Midori flashed a warm smile.

Mei, who was pouting smiled at the realization that that was true. He was especially gentle towards her when she was pregnant. He transforms into a doting husband when they are not on set.

"Ah, speaking of which...where's your hus-"

"Ah! You don't remember my house in City T anymore?" Midori gave a forced laugh as she cut her friends sentence as the makeup artist was coming their way.

Mei frowned. Guess she will have to ask when they are alone. Having this secret was initially exciting, but she thinks it is now irritating.

Mei glanced at Midori's layered outfit. She had to commend her friend for being stylish, while maintaining to hide her pregnancy through her clothes.

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Secretary Ta bowed after placing two cups of tea on the coffee table between the sofas. She immediately left the office after doing so. She knew her boss does not need her 'special skills' right now. Though he wanted to skin this brother-in-law alive, he could never truly hurt him for the sake of his sister. Plus, her boss would never get his office dirty. That was why she had called Madam Ming out in a restaurant that day.

When the door was shut tight, Masaichi refocused his stern eyes towards the man facing him.

Dan maintained his neutral face, but his thoughts were like a tropical depression.

Masaichi thought, 'This face could attract both men and women and will always bring trouble.' He could not understand why his sister picked this guy again after dumping him once.

"CEO..." Dan broke the eerie silence.

Masaichi raised his fist to cover his mouth as he cleared his throat, his expressive eyes telling him that he had said wrong.

"Uhm...Brother...in-law..."

"Yes?" Masaichi's stern look, if he were any other person will not affect CEO Zhou at all. However, he is here as his brother-in-law.

"Uhm...I believe we're here to discuss about a collaboration on promotional bags and tumblers?"

"Try cheating on my sister again and I will have your head! You understand?!"

Dan gulped. "Y-yes! Uh-understood!" If anyone could see how nervous he was right now, they would not believe their eyes.

Masaichi continued to stare him down. "I don't care about your fake engagement schemes, but your real wife is my sister. I had been a husband, and sad to say that I did not put my wife and child as priority and look where that got me!" There was regret in his eyes and voice.

Dan instantly understood. If not for their complications, he would love to live with his wife and their coming child.

"Rest a.s.sured, Brother. Her well-being is my top priority." Dan said sincerely.

"Good. Now how would you want Zesty's bags and tumblers to look like?"