"What are your thoughts on this?" Nian Shen asked her meaningfully.
"What thoughts could I possibly have?" Heather replied helplessly, "Right now, I just want to round up everyone responsible for this special and give them a good beating."
Of course, Nian Shen assumed she was joking.
He said, "I actually have a thought. Making you a bodyguard is really undervaluing your talents. Maybe if we groomed you to be an artist, youâd have a promising future."
"Noâ" Heather smiled wryly and raised her hand slightly, "Iâm begging you, Boss Nian, please donât entertain such ideas. I have no intention of becoming an artist."
She had spent so many years playing the role of an actress, and she was tired of it.
She had completely lost interest in being a celebrity.
Returning as a stunt double was precisely because this line of work wouldnât attract much attention; she just needed a bit of salary to support herself. Who knew it would cause such a sensation?
"You seem very resistant to this industry?"
"Iâm not interested in this profession. Iâve seen too many artists pretending to be something theyâre not. I donât want to become like them. My life probably isnât very long anyway; I just want to quietly be myself. Itâs good enough."
"I was kidding. If you really became an artist, who would protect me?"
...
However, while Heather had no desire to re-enter that circle, the people in that circle would always find their way to her.
Once she trended on Weibo, TV stations had already started reaching out for interviews. Some wanted to feature her on shows. Others, under the guise of celebrity impersonations, mentioned on the phone that if she could successfully mimic Xiao Man, sheâd definitely shoot to fame.
But they had misunderstood one key point: Heather was indifferent to fame and fortune. Therefore, trying to tempt her with such promises was bound to fail.
After Nian Shen was discharged from the hospital, he immediately threw himself into the work of establishing a branch company. Heather accompanied him throughout, ensuring such incidents wouldnât repeat themselves.
In the evening, Heather received a call from the director, asking if she could make some time to film her stunt scenes.
Nian Shen also got word from the director and nodded, "Let me take you there."
As if anticipating Heatherâs rejection, Nian Shen spoke first, "I canât bear to be without you. Being even a few meters apart makes me feel insecure. While youâre filming, Iâll wait for you in the lounge."
"..." Is she his nanny now or something?
Also, come to think of it, Nian Shen hadnât seen Qu Leqi for several days already. So much so that Heather nearly forgot Qu Leqi was, in fact, his girlfriend.
...
After being away from the production team for quite some time, Heather received unprecedented treatment upon her return, leaving her slightly unaccustomed.
Caught off guard by a swarm of media lying in wait, she might not have been able to enter the set today if the security guards hadnât intervened in time. Watching everything unfold, Nian Shen remained silent and, accompanied by Yi Yang, walked toward the lounge.
"Whatâs going on?"
Su Jin chuckled and said, "Sister Weiwei, youâre popular now! The media have been coming around here daily these past few days looking to interview you."
"This is madness..." If it werenât for her disdain for quitting halfway, she wouldâve considered resigning from the role.
Furrowing her brows, she thought to herself how much better things seemed before.
It felt like...
All of this changed significantly after Nian Shenâs arrival?
The director greeted her warmly, beaming with smiles, "Wei Wei, have these past few days been tiring for you? Would you like to take a break first?"
Heather frowned deeper. The directorâs attitude seemed to level up again. She even began to suspect that her treatment was starting to rival that of Qu Leqiâs.