"Maybe Li Zhiwei knows that even if he was tricked into doing something shameful, someone like Dad would not take responsibility."
Ye Tianxin nodded when she heard Li QIngcang's reasoning. "That's possible. Regardless, Li Zhiwei is already dead. That's all that matters. That's one less headache for us. Now that Li Zhiwei has died, does it mean Li Hezheng will not leave the capital for the time being?"
"I suppose he will not leave the country anymore. All right, let's not talk about this anymore. We have a promotional film today."
The director of the film was Ye Tianxin's godfather, Jin Xin.
They were all old friends.
The filming went very smoothly.
After three days, the winter shoot was completed. Li Qingcang and Ye Tianxin took a flight back to the capital.
Jin Xin and his production crew went back with them.
