In the morning.
At home.
Wu Zeqing was helping Zhang Ye pack his luggage. "How long will you be away for?"
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "At least a month."
Wu Zeqing nodded and smiled. "You don't have to be worried about anything at home, I'll take care of it all. Just film the drama. When you get back, I'll hold a reception for you."
Zhang Ye hugged Wu Zeqing, who was kneeling on the floor and packing his luggage for him, from behind. "My wife is still the best. I had wanted to spend more time with you and our daughter since I just came back. It hasn't even been half a month, but I have to go away again. Hai, look at me, why can't I just seem to sit still?"
Wu Zeqing smiled. After packing the luggage, she stood up and adjusted Zhang Ye's collar. "It's good to be active. I gave you the project, after all. Since you have to do it, do it well. Don't disappoint those who are still supporting you and show them what you're capable of."
