"James, I'll trouble you to take care of my parents." Ophelia Wilson saw James Reed off at the door. In truth, she really hoped James could spend more time with her, but as a filial daughter, her parents naturally came first.
"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, what is there to worry about?" James Reed smiled as he bid farewell to Ophelia Wilson and got into the car.
Ophelia Wilson walked towards the set and saw Charles Seymour sitting nearby, chatting and laughing with Sophie Wilson.
She squinted her eyes; no matter how she looked at them, they were an eyesore, truly redundant.
"Ophelia, did your boyfriend leave?" Someone from the crew asked with a smile.
"Yes." Ophelia Wilson replied with a smile, "His company is busy, so he also took my parents home, so I wouldn't worry."
"Your boyfriend is really great, so filial and caring, and also career-driven." The crew members said enviously.
Ophelia Wilson blushed and smiled, "Men naturally have to prioritize their careers."
