The two people in the lounge were stunned.
Lu Xiuzhi touched his bald head. "Are you the scriptwriter, Miss Ye?"
Ye Beishengs eyes were shining.
Her senior knew that she was the scriptwriter of this drama!
Although Lu Xiuzhi was in his early forties, he was still elegant and handsome. He looked no more than thirty years old and had won the Best Actor Award recently. If it weren't for the company's arrangement, he wouldn't have become a guest appearance for her drama.
However, seeing that the scriptwriter liked him so much, Lu Xiuzhi still asked gently, "Miss Ye, would you like an autograph or a photo?"
Ye Beisheng was confused.
Huh? Wasn't her reaction obvious enough? Didn't they say that they were deeply in love? Why hadn't her senior recognized her yet?
Ye Beisheng's smile stiffened. Seeing that there was an outsider around, she swallowed the words 'Senior' and said tactfully.
"Senior Lu, it's me."
