The young leading lady's acting skills had suddenly improved by leaps and bounds after having the privilege of personal attention from the producer.
But it was a different story for the Best Actor candidate Pei Zhen.
His face was flushed, and his heart was pounding. Unless he had superb acting skills, there was no way he could act broken-hearted under the circumstance.
The filming went more smoothly than expected, and the Director called it a day before midnight.
Pei Zhen removed his makeup and changed out of his filming clothes. By the time he stepped out, Fu Sichen was the only person left—waiting for him.
"Eh?" Pei Zhen looked around and saw no sign of Xiao Nian. "Where's my son, has he gone to get the car?"
"He was too tired." Fu Sichen's expression was gentle. "He said he had trouble staying awake and I asked him to go home."
"Tsk." Pei Zhen was annoyed and rolled his eyes. "Was he working? Tired my ass."
