The sun hung high overhead, its rays a little scorching against the skin. But it was cold here, and everyone wore thick clothes, so sunburn was hardly a concern. White blanketed the world, with snow-covered peaks and an endless expanse of silver stretching between the mountains. The blue sky and white clouds lent the scene a sweeping sense of openness, yet something always seemed to be missing.
The director surveyed the surroundings. Beautiful as the setting was, it lacked a certain atmosphere, a dreamlike quality. He needed to wait until sunset, when the lingering light would enhance the scene.
He looked at Qin Fen, then at Sun Yating, his leading lady, and sighed. Something was missing between those two.
"Xiao Ya! Tired, aren't you? I brought some hot milk. Come have a cup!"
Female Hooligan watched a crew member attentively pour milk for a female model nearby and froze.
"Xiao Li, thanks for all your hard work. It's been a long shoot today. Have something to eat. I made these dumplings specially, and they're still warm!"
Warm words and gifts appeared all around her. Female Hooligan looked at Qin Fen in the distance, a bitter twinge rising in her heart.
Pouting, she snatched up a handful of snow from the ground and hurled it away.
"Oh! Having a snowball fight all by yourself?" a teasing voice came from beside her.
Female Hooligan looked up, her eyes stinging. Qin Fen, you bastard! And you're still making snide remarks. You're the reason I'm in this state today! Her legs were still numb, so sore and swollen that she could barely lift them. Her whole body felt limp with exhaustion.
"Let me give you a present!" Qin Fen smiled, quietly studying Female Hooligan's lovely face. Without heavy makeup or powder, she looked especially