My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 830 - 749: Unrestrained
Hua Tiantian spoke with a slightly embarrassed smile on her face, her caution earning Qin Miaomiao’s approval: "What you did is right. A female actress needs to maintain a good image and can’t indulge in eating and drinking excessively just because the shoot is over."
"Sister Qin, do you have something important to discuss with me in person?"
Hua Tiantian observed Qin Miaomiao, entertaining some different thoughts, and said, "I want to seek your opinion. I currently have a movie and a web series on hand. I’ve brought the scripts for you to have a look at."
"Do you want me to choose which one suits me?" Hua Tiantian asked.
"That’s right, take a look first."
With that, Qin Miaomiao took the scripts out of her handbag and handed them to Hua Tiantian.
As a newcomer, Hua Tiantian didn’t think she had the option to choose scripts, so it was unexpected for Qin Miaomiao to let her select one herself. This was a significant acknowledgment for her.
"Sister Qin, I think I’m more suited to shoot a web series. Movies are currently more than I can handle; I believe my acting skills need further learning and honing."
Hearing Hua Tiantian’s words, Qin Miaomiao found herself thinking about something unusual and, looking at her seriously, suddenly laughed: "Actually, your thoughts align with mine. Although I felt you’d likely pick the web series, I still brought the movie script. With this shoot wrapped up, take a few days to rest, and after the break, go directly into the web series production team."
"Thank you, Sister Qin. I will work hard and not disappoint the training you’ve given me."
Qin Miaomiao smiled at Hua Tiantian with satisfaction.
Huang Shan vomited all over the place, and her assistant hastily cleaned the room and opened the window to air it out. Helplessly, she started to nag at the drunken, unconscious Huang Shan: "Why did you show off by drinking so much? I know you can handle alcohol well, but alcohol isn’t water. Even if you’re in a bad mood, you shouldn’t drown it in alcohol."
While dealing with the trash, she unexpectedly ran into Qin Miaomiao. Seeing her with a bag in hand, followed by Hua Tiantian, the two had a brief conversation at the hotel entrance before Qin Miaomiao drove off.
"What is she doing here at this time? Could she know it’s the last day of filming and purposely came to see Hua Tiantian?"
The thought of having to clean the room later was overwhelming, and she couldn’t help but complain: "I don’t know why some people’s assistants have nothing to do every day, while I’m so busy I don’t even have time for myself. It’s really unfair."
Huang Shan groggily got up to find some water to drink, and her mood suddenly turned sour.
In her mind, she vaguely recalled the wrap party and the drinking session, where, no matter how she provoked Hua Tiantian, the latter continued to smile and deflect her with champagne, completely ignoring her attitude, which was infuriating.
"Hua Tiantian, you’re something, really something... Don’t think for a moment that having Qin Miaomiao as a big backer means anything. In my eyes, she’s worthless... Li Li must be blind..."
She muttered some incoherent words and eventually fell back onto the bed, falling into a deep sleep again.
Hua Tiantian’s mood suddenly improved, and her assistant, noticing the smile on her face, also became happy. The two of them lay on the bed with blank stares, but their hearts were joyful.
"I’m genuinely happy for you, Tian Tian. It seems President Qin really wants to make you famous." 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
"Yes, I never thought I’d have the privilege to choose scripts. Just because of Sister Qin’s guidance, I must work hard, harder, and then harder still. Perfecting my acting skills is the best way to repay her."
Just as Hua Tiantian made up her mind, a series of messages on her phone startled her to sit up from the bed. She rubbed her ears with a look of displeasure: "Who is it? My ears are almost deaf."
The assistant, watching her eyes widen as she stared at the phone, curiously moved closer: "Who is it?"







