"Miss Feng, you're here."
It was finally when he saw the familiar face of Qin Mu that the last bits of tension drained away from Yang Jingshen's mind. Though he had always felt that this elite assistant was not that fond of him from the very start -or maybe even a little frightened of him, perhaps?-, seeing the other now made him feel like he was seeing a long-lost, dear friend.
"I had to shoot one last scene this morning. I'm not too late, right?"
"Of course, not. You're right on time. It's us who should apologize for bothering you and disturbing your schedule."
"Why are you saying that? Today is brother Cheng's birthday. As a good friend, this is what I should do."
Qin Mu paused a little before forcing out an awkward smile. "Miss Feng is being too polite. Then– please follow me. Ah'Cheng is waiting inside."
"En."
