Sweet Wife So Charming: CEO: Hold Back Your Heart-Chapter 279: Sunrise

Of course, it’s necessary!

Moira Young thought this in her heart, but she didn’t say it out loud. She took a deep breath and smiled, "I haven’t gotten up this early in a long time. I didn’t expect the air on the mountain to be so good in the morning."

"Yes," Julian Sinclair smiled as he pulled Moira Young into his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder and whispered gently, "If you like it, remember it all, so it becomes our memory, never to be forgotten."

"Alright, it’s a deal. Whoever forgets is a puppy," Moira Young hummed twice, suddenly remembering Julian Sinclair’s past amnesia, feeling inexplicably sad.

In the pitch-dark night, without any light, Julian Sinclair couldn’t see Moira Young’s expression.

The two of them sat tightly embraced like this, not speaking any further, silently waiting for the sunrise.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sky finally began to lighten, and a streak of orange-yellow light broke through, slowly rising from the horizon.

The soft light wasn’t blinding, and Moira Young watched intently, afraid of missing the beautiful scenery before her.

Before long, half of the sun’s face emerged, slowly rising with the orange-red clouds.

In just about two minutes, the sun had completely emerged from the horizon, hanging high in the sky. The colorful clouds around gradually spread out, and the whole city was enveloped in the orange morning light.

"So beautiful," Moira Young couldn’t help but sigh.

Julian Sinclair stared at her perfect side profile, her long eyelashes fluttering, and those bright eyes seemed to be filled with infinite waves, he quietly echoed, "Indeed, very beautiful."

Moira Young was still unaware, staring intently at the beautiful scene before her. This early summer morning, standing up high and looking down, this city looked as beautiful as an oil painting.

She somewhat regretted not bringing her camera. Such a beautiful scene that couldn’t be captured for memory was really a pity.

"Sigh," she sighed softly.

Julian Sinclair asked, "What’s wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"I forgot to bring the camera," Moira Young pouted, looking at Julian Sinclair.

"I didn’t bring one either," Julian Sinclair helplessly rubbed her little head.

"What do we do then?" 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"It looks like we’ll have to come again next time," Julian Sinclair laughed brightly.

Moira Young felt something was off, but couldn’t put her finger on it, so she just nodded obediently, "Alright then."

She didn’t get lost in the beauty of the scenery, just sat for a while before anxiously pulling Julian Sinclair down the mountain.

Every morning by nine o’clock, she had to be at the film set to prepare, because the filming would start around ten.

Even though the investor of the film was Julian Sinclair, she didn’t want to ask for any special treatment because of it.

As the lead actress, plus having Julian Sinclair as her backing, Moira Young had her own dressing room and didn’t have to squeeze in with other actors.

As for the lead actor Aiden Webb, his dressing room was right across from hers. Even though they were so close, the two hardly interacted outside of filming.

"Moira, which color do you think looks good?" The makeup artist placed several lipsticks in front of Moira Young for her to choose.

Moira Young didn’t even glance at them, casually waved her hand, "You decide."

The makeup artist picked for a long time and finally chose a dominant royal red.

Unexpectedly, Moira Young, usually plain-faced, handled this bold red lipstick very well, astonishing everyone in the dressing room at that moment.

"Moira, you look so beautiful..." The stylist marveled.

"Of course, look around, how many female stars in the entertainment circle can match even a third of Moira’s beauty?" Joe said with great pride, as if the compliment was directed at herself.

The makeup artist also began to flatter Moira Young, "That’s true, there are many heavily made-up female stars in this industry, but I’ve never encountered one with a foundation as good as Moira’s."

Even the prop team members who came to deliver costumes nodded frequently, expressing agreement with their words.

No woman dislikes hearing good words, and Moira Young was no exception, her eyebrows involuntarily raised slightly after a few compliments.

Although her expression didn’t change much, her mood was particularly good.

"Moira, are you ready? It’s time to start filming." A staff member from the set hurriedly came over to ask Joe.

Joe looked at Moira Young who was preparing to change clothes and nodded at him, "We’re changing clothes now, we’ll be right there."

Since it was a modern idol drama, the changing speed was very fast. When Moira Young was ready to go out, she happened to encounter Aiden Webb.

The two of them stared at each other for two seconds, but neither spoke.

With Aiden Webb, when facing him, Moira Young always felt an inexplicable sense of security.

Even though he was always cold, it never made her uncomfortable.

After a while, Moira Young finally spoke, breaking the slightly awkward atmosphere, "Thank you for the script."

"Wipe off the lipstick," Aiden Webb looked at Moira Young’s blood-red lips and instinctively frowned.

"Ah?" His words made Moira Young pause, suddenly talking about lipstick?

Yet Aiden Webb didn’t explain, directly took out a handkerchief from his suit pocket and handed it to Moira Young, the meaning clear.

Moira Young, however, was puzzled, "Does this color look that bad?"

"Not suitable for the character." Leaving these words, Aiden Webb turned to walk out.

Despite the brevity of his words, Moira Young understood what he meant.

In the end, she wiped off the fiery red lipstick and replaced it with a girlish light mauve color.

The morning scenes weren’t heavy, mostly shooting with Aiden Webb, and she didn’t have many scenes with him, so she was left waiting on set.

The director, afraid she would get bored of waiting, kindly said, "Moira, if you’re really bored, you can go back to rest first. I’ll call you when it’s your turn."

"It’s okay, I’ll just wait," Moira Young shook her head. Since she was already here, waiting a while didn’t matter.

"Alright then, if you really don’t want to wait, just let me know," the director said with a fawning face.

"Okay." Moira Young hardly showed any expression on her face.

Moira Young’s special status made her willingness to wait obediently on set surprising enough. Seeing how easygoing she was, many people’s goodwill towards her rose continually.

After all, in today’s entertainment world, with so much resentment, stars like Moira Young, who had her status but didn’t act like a diva, were rare.

Joe was especially proud of this, murmuring in Moira Young’s ear, "Moira, it’s so great to be with you."

Moira Young curled her lips into a smile, "Really?"

"Isn’t it true, the whole film crew admires you," Joe’s eyes sparkled, she was quite glad she was assigned to Moira Young back then, rather than someone else.

"Could you help me get a cup of coffee?" Moira Young rubbed her temples, having gotten up too early today, feeling a bit drowsy now.

Joe quickly nodded, "It’s an honor to serve Moira!"

After Joe left, Aiden Webb’s solo scene came to a halt, and he returned to his seat, elegantly sipping on coffee with a still expressionless handsome face.

Despite being quite close, there was no communication between the two.