Although Fei Qingqing verbally refuted Fang Miaomiao's words, a trace of doubt lingered deep within her heart.
"Then I don't know," Fang Miaomiao spread her hands. "If you're curious, you can check yourself. I believe that with your current status, investigating something should be easy, right?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Fang Miaomiao scoffed, "Whether you know or not is your business. As for you, I've always had a clear conscience. As for the people behind you, tell her to act well. My current strength isn't enough for you to plead on her behalf."
"You dare say you have a clear conscience."
As if not seeing the anger in Fei Qingqing's eyes, Fang Miaomiao calmly played with her hair. "Why wouldn't I dare? Do you have anything else? If not, please leave. My little assistant is coming to bring me food."
Fei Qingqing's expression shifted slightly, and she uttered, "Fang Miaomiao, you are exactly as Yan Huan described. Arrogant and unapologetic for your wrongdoings. I want to see how far you can go down this path." With that, she turned and left.
"Sister Qingqing."
Fei Qingqing smiled and nodded at Yu Zhi.
"Sister Miaomiao, do you know Sister Qingqing?" Yu Zhi placed the food on the table, asking excitedly.
"We've met a few times. What? Do you like Fei Qingqing?"
Yu Zhi first nodded, then quickly shook her head. "Sister Miaomiao, you are the one I like the most."
Fang Miaomiao glanced at Yu Zhi's pleading look and shook her head. "I'm not going to eat you, what are you afraid of?"
Yu Zhi chuckled. "I'm just afraid of you being sad."
"How can I be so fragile?" Fang Miaomiao poured a glass of water. "Have you eaten?"
"Yes, Sister Miaomiao. You have to wake up at 6 AM tomorrow. Your first scene is yours, so you need to get up early."
Fang Miaomiao took a bite of the food. It was good, but compared to the roasted meat and barbecue before, this diet meal was like chewing on wax. "Okay, I know."
"Do you need me to wake you up?"
"No need." Fang Miaomiao waved her hand. "You don't have anything else to do today, so you can get off work early. I'll wake up myself tomorrow and come to the set. You can just come to the set after you wake up."
Unexpectedly, Yu Zhi panicked upon hearing this. "Sister Miaomiao, is there something I'm doing wrong? If I've done anything wrong, I'll change it. Please don't fire me, okay?" She was a recent college graduate. If she were fired, where would she find a job with a monthly salary of 5,000, overtime pay on weekends, and a good boss?
"You, what are you doing?"
Tears welled up in Yu Zhi's eyes. "Ah, Sister Miaomiao, you're not firing me?"
Seeing her soft, confused expression, Fang Miaomiao was amused. "I just don't have anything for you to do right now, so you can get off work early, understand?"
"You won't be driving tomorrow morning either. Once we get to the set, there will be professional makeup artists. Your presence won't be of much use. You can come at 7 o'clock. Your transportation expenses will be reimbursed."
"Wuwuwu, Sister Miaomiao, why are you so kind?"
"Perhaps because you're cute," Fang Miaomiao said earnestly. "Alright, alright, you can go now."
In her past life, her assistants couldn't wait to give her less work. Now, this assistant wished she could hand over everything to her.
"Then, Sister Miaomiao, if there's anything, you must call me, okay?"
"Mhm."
After Yu Zhi left, Fang Miaomiao leisurely continued to eat.
After dinner, Fang Miaomiao did a simple workout following a short video before washing up.
"Mommy, Mommy."
Fang Miaomiao looked at Wen Yan'an, who was smiling in the video. "Little one, have you had dinner?"
Wen Yan'an nodded. "Mommy, tonight we had stir-fried pork with peppers, cucumber and preserved egg soup, and shrimp."
"Was it delicious?"
"Delicious." Wen Yan'an nodded again. "Mommy, what did you eat tonight?"
"Don't even mention it, I ate diet food."
"Mommy, is diet food delicious?"
"Do you want to try it? I can make it for you when I get back next time. Practice makes perfect."
Wen Yan'an looked at Fang Miaomiao for a while before shaking his head. "Mommy, I won't eat it. Just looking at you makes it seem unappetizing."
"Hmm?"
"Mommy, you're quite protective of your food."
Fang Miaomiao was stunned for a moment before realizing what he meant by "protective of her food." "Wen Yan'an."
"Mommy, I was wrong." Wen Yan'an quickly admitted.
"Alright, how's your homework coming along?"
"Reporting to Mommy, my mission is successfully completed."
"Good."
"Wen Yan'an, it's time for you to sleep."
Wen Yan'an's small face was filled with displeasure. "Daddy, you said I could chat with Mommy tonight."
"Didn't I allow you to chat?"
"Not enough," Wen Yan'an said seriously.
"Wen Yan'an, your mother has to work tomorrow. Actors need to get up very early," Wen Zhiyan was adept at using facts to persuade.
"Mommy, is that true?"
"I have an early scene tomorrow and need to wake up early," Fang Miaomiao nodded.
Wen Yan'an was conflicted. On one hand, he wanted to chat with his mother more, but on the other hand, he didn't want his mother to stay up late and be sleep-deprived.
"Mommy."
"Is our An'an so conflicted?"
"I want to chat with Mommy, but I'm afraid Mommy won't be able to wake up early tomorrow morning."
"Then I'll try to finish up early on the weekend and call An'an then, how about that?"
Although Wen Yan'an was unhappy, he still nodded. "Okay, Mommy. We'll talk more on the weekend. Mommy, goodnight."
"My big son, goodnight."
After Wen Yan'an put down his phone, Fang Miaomiao also put down hers and went to find the remote to close the curtains.
Only when she got into bed, ready to sleep, did Fang Miaomiao realize the video hadn't been turned off. On the other end was Wen Zhiyan's focused profile as he worked.
"Wen Zhiyan?"
"Miaomiao." Wen Zhiyan saw the screen darken and said gently, "Miaomiao, are you going to sleep?"
"Mhm," Fang Miaomiao lay down on the bed.
"Miaomiao, you didn't talk to me today."
"Did I?" Fang Miaomiao scratched her head. "I, in the garage, and just now, I heard your voice."
"Does Miaomiao mean you only need to hear me speak and don't need to chat with me?"
"No, no. I saw you were busy with work. If I talked to you more, wouldn't I be disturbing you?"
"Miaomiao, work is important, but you are equally important."
"I know."
"You have to get up at 6 AM tomorrow, right?"
"How did you know?"
"I have your filming schedule."
Fang Miaomiao understood. She didn't need to guess that Chen Tianming had definitely sent it to Wen Zhiyan.
Seeing her silence, Wen Zhiyan became a little flustered. "Miaomiao, are you angry?"
"Angry? Why would I be angry?" Fang Miaomiao asked, puzzled.