"Young Master Li."
A trace of impatience flashed across Li Qingcang's stern face. His thin lips opened slightly, and he whispered, "Three, two..."
Liu Xu and her mother quickly got up from the ground, supported each other, and left the recording studio.
The sound engineer in the recording studio looked at Li Qingcang and thought, what sort of big shot was he to have such intimidation?
However, he inexplicably felt gratified.
He liked this way of dissing
"Tianxin, it's godmother's fault. Godmother has been busy with the issue of late film announcements recently, so I didn't even know that you were sick."
Du Juan really blamed herself. What was she doing every day?
Director Jin held Du Juan's hand and gave Du Juan some warmth.
"So, don't be busy until so late. If you have time, go out with Tianxin and grandma. There is me to deal with the movie."
