Love Comes After Marriage novel Chapter 387

But first, she needed to see Tangning one last time.

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Over the next several days, Tangning decided to concentrate all her time on fitness and understanding her character. In order to better understand the minds of writers, Mo Ting organized for her to join a writer's chat group. It was at this time that she discovered, from conception to completion, how much time and energy was invested into writing a story.

From as broad as the world that the story was set in, down to the tiniest facial detail of a supporting character, everything required careful planning.

Of course, nothing could simply be achieved overnight. In order to truly immerse herself in the script, Tangning found a whole heap of foreign disaster films and seriously imagined herself as the main characters.

She also took into consideration whether people would feel shocked by her character once it appeared on screen.

Like this, Tangning ended up studying the script and films for an entire day. As Mo Ting arrived home, he discovered Tangning was still in the same spot he had left her earlier in the day. So he immediately walked over, stole the script from her hands and turned off the television.

"It's time for a rest."

"Just a little while longer..."

"No," Mo Ting directly confiscated her script and convinced her to return to the bedroom for some rest.

Tangning pretended to try and take the script from Mo Ting's hands, but he simply held it up high, out of her reach. Taking advantage of the situation, she pounced at him and wrapped her arms around his waist as she laughed, "It feels good to have someone that cares."

Mo Ting lowered his arms and hugged her, "You should do some exercise to stretch out your muscles."

"If you let me cook dinner for you, that would stretch out my muscles... Now that I no longer need to appear on the runway, am I finally allowed in the kitchen?"

"Just because you won't be on the runway, doesn't mean you can get hurt. If you receive any scars, it won't look good on camera either."

"What man would try so hard to prevent his wife from entering the kitchen?" Tangning giggled as her eyes curved into arches. "Anyhow, the writer in the film is also a housewife. So, she will eventually need to go into the kitchen anyway."

"Filming is different." After speaking, Mo Ting released Tangning from his embrace. "This time, the filming schedule will be quite tedious. When that time comes, you will realize how precious your free time right now is."

"Well, if I can't cook, then you can't either. Let's just get the maid to do it. Come have a nap with me instead."

Mo Ting looked at Tangning's tired eyes and nodded his head, "Let's go get changed then."

The couple headed into the walk-in wardrobe and then returned to the bedroom. But not long after they got into bed, Mo Ting said softly beside Tangning's ear, "Your mum wants to see you. Do you want to see her?"

Tangning's originally closed eyes flew open. After a few seconds, she replied, "No, I don't want to see her."

"I'll reject her for you then."

Tangning calmed back down and once again closed her eyes. However, a few minutes later, she changed her mind, "What time and where does she want to meet?"

"You will meet at Hai Rui. I will give you some time alone."

"OK."

After giving her answer, Tangning buried herself in Mo Ting's arms and quickly fell asleep.

Inside the dark room, Mo Ting wasn't actually tired. He was deep in thought because he had been made aware that Mother Tang had contacted the media. If she didn't have something huge planned, why would she make such a fuss?

But, what could be so important that she'd contact the media?

While all this was going on, Bei Chendong had moved back into his Beijing home for a good few days. However, Han Xiner always found an excuse to return home; she would arrive early in the morning and leave again every night.