She felt that she had overestimated her own charm. The Third Master would not do that for her!
The cameramen were still waiting at the door. Since she had not unpacked her things, she had to go back quickly.
"Third Master, I'll be leaving now." Ling Sheng walked to the door, turned around, and reminded him seriously, "When you go out next time, you must have Assistant An accompany you, understand?"
Jun Shiyan suddenly felt that her expression and tone were what she used when talking to a child. Was she that worried? He nodded obediently. "Okay."
"I'll be leaving then." Ling Sheng turned around.
"Wait." Jun Shiyan suddenly stopped her, his fair and slender fingers holding her wrist.
Ling Sheng bent down and looked up slightly, only to see the man's fair and slender fingers appear in front of her. His touch was slightly cold.
Jun Shiyan wiped the soil off her face seriously. His voice was hoarse, and his smile was striking. "Soil."
