Su Jin said: "Just an hour after you were sent to the hospital, at first everyoneâs attention was on you, who had time to care about Tang Ming? Once everything calmed down, the director ordered an investigation, and it turned out that Tang Ming, the extra, was behind it. But when they tried to find him, he was already gone."
"Later, the director sent someone to the address he filled out in his records, knocked on the door for a long time, but no one responded. I guess heâs run away."
As they chatted, they noticed Heather holding her hand and lost in thought, which struck them as odd: "Sister Weiwei, whatâs on your mind?"
"Hmm? Oh, nothing... I was just thinking we canât let him get away so easily. We need to call the police." She smiled.
"Huh? Are you really going to involve the police?"
"The directorâs going to have a headache..."
"The directorâs headache is his problem. This matter definitely canât be swept under the rug."
Heather had other plans swirling in her mind.
"By the way, does anyone have Tang Mingâs address?"
"Sister Weiwei, why do you want his address?"
"To give to the police, of course. Save them the trouble of looking for it."
"Oh... It must be in the records somewhere! Everyone fills out basic information, Iâll go ask Sister Ming when I get back."
"Alright, send it to me once you find it."
While chatting, the topic shifted to Heather not returning to the set anymore. Heather was momentarily stunned: "Wait, so the director already found a new stunt double?"
"Not yet. The directorâs been utterly stressed about it. Some people who claimed to have learned martial arts auditioned, but compared to you, Sister Weiwei, theyâre nothing but flashy amateurs. None of them managed to execute any of the moves the director demanded!"
"Exactly! The directorâs nearly at his breaking point, constantly in a bad mood. Sometimes Qu Leqi still acts out, but the director doesnât even bother with her antics anymore. Honestly, other crews donât have directors with standards as high as his. TV shows can just edit everything together, right? But I think... our director has been spoiled by your performance, Sister Weiwei. He probably finds every other stunt double unsatisfactory now and hopes to find another one whoâs just like you."
Heather remained silent. Someone like her? Probably impossible here.
In terms of skill, Lucia could rival her.
But how could Lucia, whoâs so perfectly Right Envoy, possibly agree to become a stunt double instead?
"To be honest, good stunt doubles are already hard to come by, let alone female stunt doubles."
Heather sat on the bed, and asked them: "Since you havenât found anyone, why say Iâm not returning to the set?"
"Huh?" Everyone was puzzled upon hearing this. "Not returning to the setâwasnât that your decision, Sister Weiwei?"
"My decision?"
"Yeah, after suffering such a serious injury, it seems unlikely youâll be able to do action scenes again anytime soon, right?"
"I never said I wouldnât go back. Not going backâhow am I supposed to pay my rent and utilities? Finding work in this day and age is so hard." She chuckled.
In truth, these minor injuries were nothing to her. What did they know? Before coming to Linyang, her body had endured even more severe damage.
Even those injuries she hadnât cared aboutâwhy would these bother her?
"Huh? Then whatâs going on? The director said youâre never returning to the set, Sister Weiwei!"
Heather frowned slightly; she instantly had a vague idea of what was happening.
At such a critical time when they desperately needed someone, why would the director dismiss her?
The one responsible for this act was probably still hanging around outside.
Besides Nian Shen, she couldnât think of anyone else.
Heather smiled: "When you go back, give the director some good newsâif heâs willing to wait a few days for me, Iâll return."