The car window opened, revealing Bo Yimo's profile. The dazzling sunlight outlined his sharp features as he sat in the driver's seat, left hand resting on the steering wheel, dressed in a white shirt with slightly rolled-up sleeves, looking every inch the elegant nobleman.
The two hadn't seen each other for days, and suddenly seeing him like this, her mood instantly lifted.
Even though the recent audition failed, and she had accepted it, there was still a bit of sadness. But now, seeing him, the disappointment vanished.
Indeed, love is the cure for everything.
Even if the two are together, doing nothing at all, they can still be very happy.
"Where are we going?"
Tong Yan looked at the increasingly familiar road, uncertainly asking.
"A date."
Then—
She was brought to his film set.
What about the promised date? A two-day tour of the film set?
Tong Yan looked at him with a wooden expression.
