Two days later, Ji Mianmian had fully recovered. Yan Qingsi was also filming the very last scene for her drama.
"Okay, that's a wrap!"
The area flurried into a cacophony once the words left the director's lips.
Yan Qingsi peeled herself off the ground. Red liquid still seeped through the fake blood pouch. She stood up a little too abruptly, and a wave of dizziness swept over her. She massaged her temples for a while, waiting for her dizziness to subside before straightening herself.
A chocolate bar appeared before her eyes. Yan Qingsi jerked her head upwards in shock. Song Qingyan's face greeted her.
"Your blood sugar must be low after not eating for a long time. Have some chocolate."
Yan Qingsi smiled. "Thank you."
Song Qingyan watched as Yan Qingsi ripped the wrapper apart and broke off a piece of chocolate, popping it into her mouth. She was not like other actresses when she ate, who were dainty and demure in motion.
