Giving You Pocket Money
Song Ci snorted.
Director Chen laughed even harder.
“That child is full of surprises.”
After saying that, Director Chen patted Song Ci’s shoulder.
“Don’t worry. I won’t forget your contributions. Hahaha!”
Song Ci was speechless.
The filming session lasted until seven in the evening.
At this point, Song Yujin was exhausted.
Finally, Director Chen said, “Alright. Good job, everyone.”
Song Yujin was glad to hear those words.
‘Does this mean I’m done? Will I get my salary now?’
Wu Chengfei smiled at Song Yujin.
“Yujin, remember to help me tomorrow!”
“Okay.”
Song Yujin nodded.
“How can I thank you?”
Wu Chengfei laughed.
“No need.”
“Yujin, you’re the best. Can I hug you?”
Song Yujin was silent.
‘He’s also the clingy type.’
Wu Chengfei had no plans to give up. He asked again, “Can I?”
“You’ve already hugged me during filming.”
“Can’t I hug you outside of filming?”
“No.”
Wu Chengfei was speechless. Song Yujin rejected him without any hesitation. It stung his heart a little.
Regardless, Wu Chengfei acted as if he was fine. After saying goodbye to everyone, he left with his team.
Director Chen had witnessed that scene. He smiled and asked, “Yujin, what about me? Can I hug you? I’ve never hugged you during filming.”
Song Yujin was confused.
‘He also wants to hug me?’
Song Yujin refused again and walked towards Song Ci.
Director Chen thought to himself, ‘Being so similar to Mi Xiaoxue might not be a good thing. He’s so cold.’
When Song Ci saw Song Yujin, she hurriedly took out the desserts she had bought earlier. Then, she fanned him.
“How is it? Are you tired?”
Song Yujin shook his head.
Song Ci reached out and patted Song Yujin’s head.
“What do you want to eat for dinner?”
After some thought, Song Yujin replied, “Sweet and sour pork tenderloin plus braised pork ribs with preserved pork.”
“Sure.”
Song Ci bid farewell to Director Chen before leaving with Song Yujin, Lu Suo, and Lu Gan.
During dinner, Song Yujin kept thinking about his salary.
While Lu Gan was busy with work, Song Yujin snuck into Song Ci’s bedroom.
Song Ci was reading her script. When she saw Song Yujin, she sat up and looked at him curiously.
“What’s wrong?”
Song Yujin asked directly, “Has my salary been paid yet?”
Song Ci reached out and pulled Song Yujin into her arms.
“Only half. The other half will be paid once filming wraps up.”
Upon hearing that, Song Yujin was relieved.
‘Is he concerned because this is his first salary?’
Song Ci comforted Song Yujin, “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure that you’ll get your salary. You can use it to buy books or toys. Of course, you can save it up too.”
“No need. Just keep it.”
“Huh?”
Song Ci was confused.
Song Yujin raised his head. He said in a clear and gentle voice, “It’s your pocket money.”
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Needless to say, Song Ci was surprised.
Song Yujin looked at Song Ci’s expression. His lips curled up.
“I’ve said before that I would give you pocket money, right? Use it to buy whatever you like.”