Li Jing's study is quite large.
Apart from the desk, chair, and bookshelf, there's also a small bed and a sofa for him to rest when needed.
At the moment, Li Jing is sitting on the bed, while Wei Jia is on the sofa, their gazes locked on each other.
"Boss Wei, tell me, what brings you here?"
Li Jing shrugged, leaning lazily against the headboard, "You knew I was coming back today, and you came all the way from Lishui City, it can't be to mess up my back.
Besides, if something happens to my back, your future happiness might not be guaranteed."
Hearing this, Wei Jia rolled her eyes in exasperation, crossed her long legs clad in black stockings, and said, "Don't flatter yourself. I'm here in Tianhai to check on Wen Lan's filming progress, I just swung by your place."
"Wen Lan's movie?"
Li Jing almost forgot about it and couldn't help but ask, "How much has she filmed? How's the progress?"
