If it were otherwise, he would definitely not have agreed so easily.
Han Zhuoling sat at the entrance of his tent and only popped his head out of the cover. He kept looking in Shi Xiaoya's direction.
Seeing her talking to Qin Zigou, seeing how Qin Zigou's face was filled with worry and how Shi Xiaoya seemed as if she'd met her kin and could finally relax and reveal her aggrieved feelings, Han Zhuoling felt unbearably miserable.
However, Shi Xiaoya was fuming up to the top of her head right now. It seemed like no matter how he apologized, it would be no use.
He could only fix his gaze on Shi Xiaoya miserably.
The director was about to come over and talk to Han Zhuoling when he saw Han Zhuoling's tent cover tightly closed and only revealing his head. The key point was that his head had such a handsome face to it.
Director: "…"
