Second pregnancy, sixth child: The beloved mom's disguise has been exposed again.

Chapter 205 White Rabbit Mask, Broken Wrist Bone

After Ning Yao finished demonstrating several backflips and jumps, the fashion designer suddenly stood up from his chair.

When Ning Yao is still, the black dress looks no different from an ordinary dress, but once she moves, it won't reveal anything.

"This... how did you do this?" The fashion designer exclaimed in admiration, forgetting all about being a gentleman and staring intently at Ning Yao's skirt.

The others didn't understand why the designer was so surprised. Ning Yao had only come out wearing an ordinary dress. They all stared at the costume designer in the crew with wide, puzzled eyes.

The skirt was pleated, and the fabric of the skirt was removed, making it a size smaller, but it didn't affect anything. If you have a slim waist, you can definitely pull it off. And Ning Yao's figure goes without saying; she doesn't have an ounce of fat.

Ning Yao manually added the remaining fabric to the lining of the skirt, so that even if she wore knee-length sweatpants, it wouldn't be conspicuous.

The dress was ingeniously designed with a strong three-dimensional effect, and Ning Yao completed the cutting and sewing work in just twenty minutes. Such skill and speed could not have been achieved by an amateur; she must have spent time studying it regularly.

The designer looked at Ning Yao with a deeper meaning. He walked up to Ning Yao and asked in a low voice, "Ms. Luo, you are an expert, aren't you?"

The tone of his voice was very certain, without the slightest doubt.

Ning Yao smiled and replied modestly, "I wouldn't call myself an expert, but I've always enjoyed making clothes; it's just a hobby."

The costume designer was about to say something when someone shouted from the other end.

"Start filming, actors, take your positions!" Director Guo's assistant clapped along to keep the rhythm while urging the staff and actors on.

Ning Yao nodded to the costume designer and went to the shooting location to prepare in advance.

The dance floor exuded a low-key luxury reminiscent of the Middle Ages. As the music started, a woman in a black evening gown suddenly appeared in the center.

Ning Yao danced alone to the music, her emotions slowly changing as the surrounding lights flickered.

A few minutes later, the music stopped abruptly, and Wenna emerged from a dark corner, wearing a white rabbit mask.

She had no lines; only her eyes were visible, revealing malice and resentment.

Ning Yao was startled by Wen Na's appearance, clutching her chest and taking several steps back, looking at her in horror.

As Wenna approached, the surrounding light suddenly dimmed, and then, just as Wenna attacked Ning Yao, the light came back on...

The camera captured a playful smile on Ning Yao's lips. She had lost her earlier fear and reached out to grab Wen Na's wrist, pulling her close to her.

Wenna suddenly hissed, without saying her lines, and the two remained frozen in place.

Ning Yao looked at Wen Na in confusion until Director Guo, who was not far away, couldn't help but shout "Cut!"

"Wenna, what's wrong with you? It's your turn to say your lines, what are you spacing out for!"

Wenna tore off the white rabbit mask from her face, her expression not good. She covered her wrist, which Ning Yao had pinched, with one hand and secretly tightened her grip.

Director Guo, seeing that Wen Na remained silent, angrily stepped forward to inquire.

Wenna then released her wrist and slowly presented her hand to Director Guo. A red mark was clearly visible on her wrist, indicating that she had squeezed too hard.

"She gripped me too tightly and it hurt. It was just acting, there was no need to grab me like that, was there?"

"Just bear with it, this shot will be over soon."

Director Guo frowned and said, "It's common for actors to get injured during filming."

Director Guo showed no sympathy whatsoever, only thinking that Wenna was spoiled.

After saying that, he turned to Ning Yao and impatiently reminded her, "Luo Xiyao, try to be gentle when you grab her wrist later!"

Ning Yao raised one eyebrow. She hadn't used much force; she had only gripped her wrist firmly.

Ning Yao glanced sideways at Wen Na's face indifferently, then nodded to Director Guo to indicate that she understood.

The set made some minor adjustments, restored the props, and started filming the previous shot again.

Wenna ran over, preparing to ambush Ning Yao in the darkness.

Ning Yao reacted quickly, grabbing Wen Na's wrist the instant the light came on. She reduced the force by 30%, using almost no strength, simply encircling Wen Na's wrist with her fingers and gently pressing down.

Before Wenna could react, Ning Yao threw her over her shoulder and onto the ground with a thud.

There are green sponge mats on the ground, so even if you fall on them, it won't hurt. And the sponge mats can be photoshopped out later without leaving any trace.

Ning Yao performed her routine smoothly, and the martial arts instructor barely managed to suppress the urge to applaud.

A tall, muscular man stood to the side, his face flushed, clenching his fists tightly and panting heavily.

Many girls around were also impressed by Ning Yao's cool moves, their eyes lighting up with hearts as they whispered among themselves. Cui Mengmeng's expression was the most exaggerated; she was practically ready to order a bouquet of flowers on her phone and deliver it to Ning Yao as a devoted fan when she came off the stage.

"Luo Xiyao, he's so handsome..."

"Putting aside Luo Xiyao's character, her actions just now were truly graceful and skillful; she'll definitely gain fans if this is broadcast!"

"It's rare to see a girl with such a heroic spirit, amazing!"

After a long wait, Director Guo yelled "Cut!" and the martial arts instructor burst into applause.

"That was a beautiful play!"

He had already become a fan of Luo Xiyao, so there was no need for him to teach her the moves. Given Luo Xiyao's skill level, she was more than capable of teaching him.

Luo Xiyao's move just now was not only beautifully executed, but also highly lethal, making it very practical in combat.

Most movies and TV series focus on the visual appeal of the moves rather than their practicality; it's rare to find one that takes both into consideration.

Everyone was still savoring Ning Yao's expression, posture, and moves, and no one noticed Wen Na, who hadn't gotten up from the ground for a long time.

When Wenna's assistant rushed to her side and asked anxiously, someone realized that the masked cannon fodder was actually Miss Wenna, who was distributing gifts to them.

Wenna was still lying on the foam mat, and it was unclear whether she had injured herself.

Although there was a sponge pad, it wasn't 100% safe, so the assistant removed the white rabbit mask from Wenna's face.

"Oh my god, his cheekbones are all red. He must have hit his face with the mask. What if he gets disfigured?"

"Wenna, are you alright? I'll go get the medical staff from the film crew to come and check on you."

"Luo Xiyao, this is acting, not a real fight! What if you hurt Wenna with such a heavy blow!"

"It's not just her face, but also Wenna's knees and elbows are red. Luo Xiyao has gone too far!"

"Is she settling a personal score?"

Ning Yao sat down to the side, looking completely unaffected, finding what those people were saying truly laughable.

If she really wanted to settle a personal score with Wenna, it wouldn't be as simple as just a few red marks on Wenna's skin. She would have to stay in the hospital for three to five months, which would be a real disservice to Wenna's five years of training in agility.

Wenna was helped up from the ground; her face looked unwell, pale and sickly.

Medical staff arrived quickly, put down their medical kits, and began to examine Wenna's body.

Wenna didn't dare to move her wrist at all, and her face really didn't look good. When the doctor lifted her wrist, she let out a soft moan.

"pain……"

After examining Wenna, the medical staff said with a serious expression, "Ms. Wenna has a fractured wrist and needs to be repositioned."

The martial arts instructor looked completely bewildered, staring incredulously at Wenna's wrist.

Is Miss Wen made of paper? Her bones break just from being squeezed like that?