Son, “Mom” Will Back You

Chapter 63 – “Oh, why am I sending it to the dressing room?” (1)

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Before Luo Xiu even looked up at her with his loaded look, Gu Nian had already noticed the s*xual innuendo in her earlier words.

She reached up her hand reflexively and covered her own mouth but it was already too late —

Luo Xiu looked up at her with a smile that wasn’t a smile on him.

Seduced by the look without being concealed by the lens, Gu Nian couldn't help but was lost in her thought…

She knew that her precious son had a lot of hidden talent when it came to acting! He had so perfectly played the role of the demonized Yun Tan being the refined scum with his seductiveness seeping through his cold distant feel.

“What was Miss Gu trying to say earlier?”

“?” Her rationality slowly coming back to her, Gu Nian realized the situation that she was in and lowered her eyes slowly.
“Did I say something?”

“Yes, you did.”

“I was so nervous that I had forgotten what I had said.”

Luo Xiu nodded but didn’t let her off the hook.
“I seemed to have heard Miss Gu saying that she’d like to sit down to get used to it.”

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Gu Nian, “… …”

Her precious son was almost flawless except for being too simple and too direct.

Mom had obviously slipped mistakenly.
Couldn’t you just pretend that you didn’t hear anything?

Gu Nian glanced upward with a guilty conscience.
“Ahem, right, what I was trying to say was… perhaps I can sit down on the couch for a little bit to get used to it.”

Luo Xiu, “Of course.
If Miss Gu would like to have a seat, she can sit wherever she likes.”

Gu Nian, “?”

He seemed to have emphasized th “wherever she likes” part, or was that just her imagination?

Gu Nian looked up dubiously.

And she was met with a pretty face with cold features but a warm smile.

“… …”

Gu Nian was cured immediately and her eyes turned into cat’s eyes:

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Her precious son was so docile.
It was impossible that his words had any subtext in them.

She must have imagined them.

While the two of them were getting along “perfectly well” over on their end, the director team sitting outside of the filming area was losing their patience.

Geng Hongyu picked up his speaker.
“Should I get a room for you two to chat while we are at it?”

Gu Nian, “… …”

Do all directors love to say mean things?

After receiving Gu Nian’s consent, Luo Xiu signaled the director that they were ready and the filming began.

The lights were adjusted, the background music was prepared, and the extras took their places.
Under the faint light, Gu Nian entered the camera at an angle from the back…

Half a minute later.

“Cut!”

Geng Hongyu frowned as he looked at the monitor.
He remained silent for a few seconds before he drummed on the script that was rolled up and said through his speaker, “Again!”

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“… …”

“Cut! Again!”

“… … …”

“Cut!! That drunk guy.
Bump into her harder!”

“… … … … … …”

“Cut! ! !”

Geng Hongyu had completely lost his temper.
He threw the script down onto the ground and said through clenched teeth, “Gu, Nian!”

“?”

Gu Nian, who was dressed up to look like Zong Shiyi with her long hair cascading down, turned around looking innocent.
“Director Geng?”

“You were the one who wrote the script, for Pete’s sake! Did it say to fall into his lap or to float into his lap? Why are you giving me manual slow mo?”

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Gu Nian was baffled, “To fall into his lap.”

“Fall! You have to slam into him for it to be fall!” said Geng Hongyu as he slapped his two large palms together.
“SMACK! This is what you’d call a fall!”

Gu Nian, “… …”

As though still worried that Gu Nian wouldn’t be able to perform, Geng Hongyu tossed away the speaker, rolled up his sleeves, and walked into the filming area.

He pointed at the lap of Luo Xiu, who was sitting on the couch, and said to Gu Nian with a mean look, “Sit!”

Gu Nian, “? Director Geng, that won’t be appropriate… …”

“I am telling you to sit!”

Gu Nian, “… …”

Luo Xiu was leaning back on the couch.
One-third of the ball of ice inside the wine class in his left hand had already melted away.
With a slight move of his fingers, the ice ball sloshed around with the fluid and made a crisp dinging sound.

Gu Nian looked over reflexively and met Luo Xiu’s smiling eyes.
They were dark brown in color and very tender, as though they were telling her that it was alright.

Gu Nian’s heart softened.