Shi Xi took two pills. "Probably."
She didn't pay too much attention to it.
Han Chuan opened the video and looked at Shi Xi's face. "Can we still record tomorrow?"
"...Can't I take a day off since I'm already like this?" Shi Xi whispered, "Han Bapi."
Han Bapi said coldly, "All the money you earn is for the company. Speaking of which, your brother is the one who's Bapi."
"I'll pass on your exact words to my brother," said Shi Xi.
Han Chuan: "..."
"The red dots aren't very serious. It should be fine by tomorrow," said Shi Xi. "If it's not possible, do you want to put on makeup by force?"
"I'll talk to the director tomorrow first and wait for my news." Han Chuan hung up the phone.
After Shi Xi took the medicine, she saw the grilled cold noodles on the table and asked, "Can I eat this?"
Zhu Lin said, "Sure, I specially ordered one without sauce."
