The woman at the lead was very familiar—it was Huang Man.
Xie Feng coldly spat out, muttering under his breath, "She really is like a bad penny."
Perhaps because of yesterday's embarrassment, the other party didn't come over to start trouble, but quietly set up the filming equipment instead.
On the other side.
Catching a glimpse of the opposite side inadvertently, Huang Man's face looked somewhat unsightly, and after a while, she snorted coldly.
What use was being proud and prominent now? The box office results would tell the tale.
Today, Ji Hong had finally changed into a flower robe, but he was still wearing those shorts.
There was no helping it.
It was what the comedic character required.
His gaze involuntarily fell on the man opposite him, with that cold, hard, and handsome face, exuding the forceful aura of someone superior.
This was... Lu Yancheng!
He actually came?
Ji Hong's eyes showed slight surprise, and the wheels in his mind began to turn.
