The shoot wasn't over yet, but the night was getting thicker.
Only the last set of shots remained. The crew had already started packing up the props, carrying them onto the vehicles one after another, as the barren ground outside the grove, with its tall wild grass, had been trampled to the point of losing all aesthetic.
Everyone around was discussing the night's shoot and what to eat for the late-night snack.
Chi Yue was silently combing Wang Xueya's hair.
Suddenly, the headlights of a car on the road came on; a black SUV slowly left, merging into the night.
That was Qiao Dongyang's car.
Wang Xueya glanced over and, noticing Chi Yue's expression, nudged her gently.
"What were you and Elder Brother Qiao talking about just now?"
"Nothing much." Chi Yue continued to comb her hair.
"Oh! Someone's growing wings, daring to keep secrets from me?" Wang Xueya giggled and tried to pinch the flesh on her waist.
Chi Yue was ticklish.
