Contract Marriage: Let's Make It Real, Mrs. Sterling!-Chapter 350 - 349: Happy National Day

Is the script interesting?

Mia Sutton: Why does this sound so familiar?

At this moment, her mind was spinning faster than anything, like a little spinning top.

After quickly thinking it through, she decisively shook her head, "No, it’s not interesting at all, not as interesting as you."

Her tone was filled with a desire to survive, almost as if she’d engrave the words "I’m telling the truth" on her face.

Jensen Sterling heard this and chuckled, his facial features softened, no longer as indifferent as before.

"Really?"

Mia Sutton quickly nodded, this was no time to hesitate.

After nodding, she looked at Jensen Sterling sincerely, as if to say, "See, I’m being honest."

Jensen looked down and chuckled softly, "Alright, got it."

A few minutes later, Mia Sutton thought.

Damn, you’re not playing by the rules; she complimented him, she said the script wasn’t interesting.

Why is it still like this!

"Mr. Sterling, you’re deceiving me." Mia’s voice had a hint of a sob.

Jensen Sterling: "When did I deceive you?"

"Behave yourself, we have filming tomorrow."

Mia Sutton never expected that tomorrow’s filming would be used against her at this time.

Mia was exasperated.

～～～

Mia Sutton lay weakly on the bed, her face full of resentment. She didn’t know whether to thank him for sparing her or to thank him for teasing her before letting her go.

Jensen Sterling knew there was filming tomorrow, so he wouldn’t go overboard, just a slight punishment for the girl.

So many days without acknowledging him, taking a little interest shouldn’t be too much, right?

As for the principal amount, it’s to be collected slowly, there’s plenty of opportunities.

And when Mia Sutton, lying like a dead fish on the bed, saw someone walk out freshly showered,

She snorted, then buried her face, ignoring him.

Jensen Sterling walked to the bedside and tugged at the quilt, "Want something to eat?"

Mia’s eyes widened immediately, a scene flashed in her mind, and she stammered, "How could you... back out on your word."

Hearing this, Jensen Sterling realized someone misunderstood.

He then grabbed his phone, opened an app, and showed it to Mia Sutton, "What do you want to eat?"

Mia Sutton: "???"

Her brain momentarily froze, "This kind of eat."

Jensen Sterling: "What did you think?"

Mia Sutton: "..." Damn it, she said it out loud. This was a social death moment, as if her mind was quite improper.

Clearly, she’s such an upright girl, now being influenced, and her mind’s filled with unsuitable thoughts.

It was the epitome of awkwardness, her face flushed as if it could drip blood.

"Well, I’m suddenly not very hungry, don’t feel like eating anymore."

Partly due to the embarrassment just now, partly out of a bit of sulkiness.

Earlier, she wanted to order food, he didn’t allow it, and even teased her. Now asking her to order, fine, she won’t eat.

Everyone’s got a bit of a temper!

Then our incredibly awkward and slightly sulking Mia Sutton found at the very next moment that her stomach embarrassingly grumbled.

And continuously, too.

"Not hungry?"

Mia Sutton managed to socially die once more.

The next second, she wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, not leaving even a gap, a muffled voice came out from within.

"Just order whatever."

It was clearly someone else’s overreach at first; now it turns out that after all her moves, she ended up being the embarrassed one.

Mia Sutton scolded herself harshly under the blanket.

Mia Sutton, your thoughts are impure, you’ve died socially.

...

The socially deceased person, after sulking like a turtle for a while, still obediently went to eat when the takeout arrived.

No choice, she was a bit hungry already, consumed some energy, making her even hungrier, she had to eat.

...

The next day, they arrived on set.

Jensen Sterling was very considerate, and Mia Sutton didn’t feel any discomfort today.

Once at the set, she started putting on makeup.

With filming already underway for almost half a month, the actors had mostly become familiar with each other, so when Mia Sutton arrived, some greeted her warmly.

After all, during this time in the crew, everyone noticed that although Mia Sutton came from a reality show, she was different from those idols who only bring traffic and act poorly.

Her abilities were recognized by everyone, she took acting seriously, and had no bad temper, how could she not be liked.

However, there were those who didn’t like her, such as Annabelle Hughes.

In the makeup room, Annabelle Hughes was also getting her makeup done, wearing a cheongsam, sitting there while the makeup artist was still drawing her eyebrows.

A female actor beside her said, "Sister Annabelle, today is your first scene with Mia, right?"

Annabelle Hughes responded blandly, seemingly indifferent.

"Sister Annabelle, you’ll have to hold back a bit, give her some room, since she’s just a young girl, it wouldn’t be good if she can’t handle the scene."

Annabelle Hughes put on her earrings and turned back, "As an actor, one should perform properly, there’s no such thing as holding back."

"Since it’s Director Lawson who chose her, her acting skills are naturally not bad."

After speaking, she turned and left the makeup room.

The crew was in place, Mia Sutton had been sitting there, holding the script, and going over the lines she’d missed yesterday because of someone.

The time was almost up, Ian Lee came over with the script and waved to the actors, "Alright, everyone, come over, we’re ready to shoot."

Today they were shooting the scene of Rosalind’s first day in the house.

Annabelle Hughes played the manager of the house; she was originally a young lady from a wealthy family, but due to a family downfall, she was sold here, eventually climbing up to become the manager.

The scene was about the first day Rosalind came to the house, and her warning to her.

The cameras were all set up, Ian Lee sat in front of the camera, ready to call action: "Start."

The clapperboard staff clapped the board and quickly stepped back.

Annabelle Hughes, in her cheongsam, holding a feather fan, fanned herself slowly, looking indifferently at the person in front of her.

"You want to join the house?"

Though Rosalind looked a bit pale, she was calm, nodding as she replied, "Yes."

"With the war ongoing, we don’t keep idlers in the house," and then quickly changed her tone, "If you want to join, you need to have skills!"

With her words, Mia Sutton sensed a subtle difference, but she noticed it.

She lifted her eyes, staring fixedly at the person sitting in the chair.

Although it seemed they were merely exchanging looks, only they knew the current feeling.

Mia Sutton clearly sensed the other was pressing the scene, which wasn’t unusual among actors.

Some seasoned actors could skillfully control their aura, suppressing their co-actor during filming, causing the other to lose their flow.

Annabelle Hughes was doing just that, pressing the scene, she wanted to see how Mia Sutton would manage.

Their eyes met, almost sparking with electricity.

A moment later, Mia Sutton smiled slowly, her voice turning cool, "How do you know I don’t have skills!"