After Yu Muhuai's filming was completed, the crew had a dinner party as usual.
Su Rong gave people the impression that she was always warm and generous.
So this time was no exception. Luo Hongqing had just said that they would have supper together, and she had taken on the task of paying the bill. She even asked the extras present to go with them.
It was impossible for a large group of people to go to a high-end restaurant.
However, grilled meat was not bad either.
Looking at the grill on the red smokeless charcoal and the sizzling pork belly, Song Qingyou decisively put down her phone and picked up her chopsticks.
"You want some, Qingyou?" Fu Chen, who was in charge of barbecuing, glanced at her.
Song Qingyou looked confused, as if she was saying, "I'm already sitting here, why aren't I eating?"
Then, she followed Fu Chen's gaze and looked at Zhong Jiayin.
In front of Zhong Jiayin was a pot of grass, no, vegetables.
