"Meng Fu ..."
Qiao le was the first to regain his senses and called out for Meng Fu.
Meng Fu did not turn back and walked out the door.
As the producer was here, there were other staff members at the door of the equipment room.
There was no smile on Meng Fu's face, and she no longer had her usual laziness. Her picturesque eyes were filled with anger, adding a bit of coldness. The people around the equipment room made way for her.
Meng Fu did not look at the others.
She took off her intern uniform and casually placed it on her arm. When the elevator came up, she called su Cheng.
Su Cheng picked up the call after One Ring.
"Aren't you recording a program?" Su Cheng's voice was as cold as ever, like a stream of ice flowing down. Wherever he passed, the lava would calm down.
