Overnight Hit: Vicious Stepmother and Genius Son-Chapter 70 - What do you think of this character

This made Liu Rui so angry that she ignored Ye Zhenzhen for several days.

Yet, to her surprise, once filming began, the performance of Ye Zhenzhen and her stepson turned out to be surprisingly good. Liu Rui had been following the live broadcasts every day, watching whenever she had free time.

She even began to wonder if Ye Zhenzhen had planned all along how to deal with Han Jiangxue but hadn’t told her.

Last night, Liu Rui busied herself until late, and seeing the Weibo trending news about Ye Zhenzhen’s serious hospitalization, she became so anxious that she didn’t sleep well. This morning, after wrapping up her work, she hurried to the airport with her assistant, Xiao Ruan…

Ye Zhenzhen replied, “I’ve already returned to Jiangcheng. You should have told me before you left. Making this trip for nothing must be tiring.”

“Ah~!” Liu Rui was shocked and somewhat surprised; why had Ye Zhenzhen suddenly become so polite and courteous?

“I sent you a WeChat message and called you, but when you didn’t respond, we hurried over to Ancheng. I just contacted Director Fei, and he said you were still in the hospital. How did you go back already?”

This morning when Liu Rui couldn’t reach Ye Zhenzhen, she called Director Fei, who said that Ye Zhenzhen was in the hospital, though they had not actually met.

He said Ye Zhenzhen’s family was there and wouldn’t allow anyone inside.

Liu Rui completely believed this response. If it weren’t for Ye Zhenzhen trying to keep up with Han Jiangxue by having Song Yuchen appear in the public eye a few times since her marriage six months ago, no one would even know she had a stepson.

And her mysterious wealthy husband was even more of a secret; Ye Zhenzhen’s agent didn’t even know who she had married.

Ye Zhenzhen: “Oh, sorry, I truly didn’t see it.”

She had just turned on her phone after getting off the plane and hadn’t looked at it again after taking her grandfather’s call.

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On the other end of the phone, Liu Rui was not angry and asked, “Zhenzhen, how severe is your injury, really?”

Liu Rui thought, since Ye Zhenzhen had been discharged from the hospital, the problem probably wasn’t too serious. Her heart relaxed a lot while asking.

“It’s nothing major, just a small injury on my right arm. I’ve been discharged and gone home; there can’t be anything serious.”

“That’s good to hear. Zhenzhen, you are trending now, and your reputation is gradually improving. About that script ‘Ren Pingsheng’ I spoke to you about last time, I still think you should try for the role of ‘Zhao Di.'”

“Ren Pingsheng”?

Ye Zhenzhen’s mind began searching the original host’s memories. It was a television drama adapted from a period novel, and the Zhao Di that Liu Rui mentioned was a supporting character in this drama.

Previously, Liu Rui had asked the original host not to participate in the variety show, to stay at home and prepare for the drama audition instead. But the former host, fixated on competing with Han Jiangxue on the variety show, had disdain for the role of a supporting character and its rustic name, and had outright refused it.

“What do you think of this role? Will it change my current situation if I play it?” asked Ye Zhenzhen.

Liu Rui had given the script to the original host before, but the original host didn’t take it seriously. Ye Zhenzhen had no idea where the script was now, let alone having read it.

“The role is a good one, and not difficult. The key is that the character is very likable; although there are not many scenes, it can make a deep impression. You really shouldn’t miss it. Trust me, after playing this role, your range of roles will be much broader,” Liu Rui said earnestly, pausing before adding, “Also, Zhenzhen, if your injury isn’t serious and you’re able to move around easily, I suggest you go over the script again on your own. Tomorrow afternoon, the production team will hold an open casting call for supporting actors at Lemon Channel. Let’s give it a shot and try to secure the role.”

After thinking it over, Ye Zhenzhen spoke the truth, “But I don’t know where I put the script you gave me last time.”

From her memories, Liu Rui’s professional capabilities were quite good. Since she was new here, Ye Zhenzhen believed that trusting her own agent must be the right decision.

Liu Rui was taken aback for a moment, then quickly responded, “That’s okay, I have another copy here. Just tell me your address, and I’ll arrange for someone to deliver it to you.”

After marrying Song Jinze, the original host had moved into this mansion. Liu Rui only knew the address of her previous apartment and had no idea where she was living now.

This time participating in the variety show, the guests had all signed confidentiality agreements with the production team, which prohibited filming the exterior of the house and the surroundings. They could only shoot indoors following the guests.

This was also to guard against some malicious sasaeng fans in the live broadcast room.

“I have to go out tonight; how about we meet up early tomorrow, and you can just show me the script then?” Ye Zhenzhen thought, with her professional level, cramming for an audition at the last minute really was no big deal.

Liu Rui: …

“Zhenzhen, can you please take this seriously? I really hope you get the role,” Liu Rui said.

Ye Zhenzhen replied earnestly, “I am serious. Let’s meet up early tomorrow, trust me.”

After hanging up the phone, Liu Rui sighed softly, faintly disappointed in Ye Zhenzhen’s attitude. They finally gained some popularity, and this was how she was reacting…

Alas!

…

Xiao Chen came running over from the sunroom with Watermelon, excitedly saying, “Ye Zhenzhen, my dad is back.”

The little guy had just seen his dad’s car arriving through the glass of the sunroom.

“Oh,” Ye Zhenzhen replied nonchalantly.

She looked at the time displayed on her phone, 6:16 PM. It was time to go to her grandfather’s house for dinner.

Although she had been there once, her memory of the previous visits made by the original host was very vague. She hadn’t thought much about it when she agreed on the phone earlier.

In the late autumn and early winter season, looking out through the living room floor-to-ceiling windows, the night was growing darker, and the cold wind was rising…

Whether she could have a smooth dinner tonight, she had no idea at all…