Ye Shengge couldn't breathe at the thought of the man's self-deprecating and weak tone.
However, it was too late. He had already left.
Ye Shengge was dazed, and Chen Anzhi finally realized something was wrong.
He walked to her and asked, "What's wrong, Shengge? Are you feeling unwell?"
"I…" Ye Shengge suddenly felt ashamed." Sorry, Director Chen. I'm not in a good state today. "
"It's alright. Take a rest first," said Chen Anzhi. "Don't force yourself."
Ye Shengge nodded and walked to the side. At this moment, she saw a familiar figure.
She blinked and thought she was seeing things, but no matter how she blinked, that figure never disappeared.
There was an outdoor round table outside the set. The man was sitting there with his legs crossed and a slight smile on his face. Opposite him was the producer of the crew, Mr. Andy, a big shot in Hollywood.
The two of them seemed to be chatting happily.
