"So how many days has it been?"
"Um….. seven? Or perhaps eight?"
Jing Qian had had enough of it.
"How many days have I been absent from the set?"
Jing Qian gave up on asking Jihua, and turned to Zhan Lichuan instead.
Zhan Lichun was currently peeling an apple. The red skin of the apple was slowly coming off with the sharp blade of a knife. As the apple's juice slowly dripped down while being peeled, it landed on Zhan Lichuan's long and appealing fingers.
Jing Qian couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
In fact….. She never really liked apples.
"You can rest however many days you want."
Zhan Lichuan saw that Jing Qian's eyes were on his hands, and asked in a gentle tone, "Would you like some? Give me a minute, I'll peel it for you."
Ji Hua, who was on the other end of the phone call, was confused.
What did he mean?
Give him a minute? Peel?
Wasn't her boss a paralyzed man?
