Lu Zhanying cast a casual glance at her and kept silent, pouring her a drink himself.
She hadn't failed to notice the redness around Song Yan's eyes.
"Is Li Rao coming tonight?" Lu Zhanying asked her.
Song Yan shook her head.
She had decided to come over spontaneously after wrapping up the last scene for the night and, glancing at the time, realized it was getting late, so she didn't ask Li Rao to join.
Besides, Li Rao had a bunch of troubles lately.
Gathering together, wouldn't that turn into a contest of who's more miserable?
Forget it.
Song Yan downed a drink in one gulp, set the glass down, and leaned on the bar muttering softly, "Yingying, I might be out of a job soon."
Lu Zhanying paused in her movements, a puzzled expression on her face.
Out of a job?
What job would she lose while doing perfectly fine?
Lu Zhanying watched her for a while and then furrowed her brows, asking in a deep voice, "Is someone bullying you?"
Otherwise, why would her eyes be red tonight?
She clearly had been crying.
And suddenly talking about losing her job too.
Song Yan shook her head.
"I'm so pretty, who would have the heart to bully me?"
"..." Lu Zhanying: "Then why are you crying?"
Song Yan paused and then suddenly realized, explaining, "I just finished shooting the final scene, you don't know, the scriptwriter of my movie is simply brain-dead. The male lead kills the whole family of the female lead and still wants to imprison her and be together with her! Please, any audience with a bit of moral sense would not accept this, right? I really don't understand, why do they all love to torment the female lead so much. In romantic dramas like this, it should be the jerky men who get a severe bashing; that's what's worth watching!"
Moreover, looking at the current situation, this movie is very likely to become her last one.
"..."
Lu Zhanying couldn't understand what she was actually talking about.
But as long as she knew no one was bullying Song Yan, that was fine.
While talking, Song Yan suddenly let out a 'wa' and burst into tears.
Lu Zhanying: "..."
Here it comes.
Song Yan's tendency to cry whenever she drinks was kicking in.
Clinging to Lu Zhanying, she pouted, feeling wronged, with teary eyes, "Yingying, do you know? Old man Song is forcing me to go back home!"
Hearing this nickname, Lu Zhanying was somewhat surprised.
It was extremely rare to hear Song Yan bring up her father, and even if she did, it was always with references such as 'Old man Song' or 'that old man of the Song Family'.
She also knew why Song Yan had such a bad relationship with her father.
To the extent that she refused to return home despite the many years of separation.
"He said if I don't go home, he'll get himself a stepmother and let her daughter snatch my inheritance!" Song Yan said, her voice filled with indignation.
"I thought you didn't care about the inheritance."
If Song Yan really cared about money, why would she leave the Song Family in the first place?
Song Yan sniffled, her eyes rimmed red.
Seeing her pitiful little look, Lu Zhanying found it somewhat unbearable.
Ever since she met Song Yan, she had doubted her own sexual orientation more than once.
"I do care," Song Yan sobbed, "Money is such a good thing."
Moreover, half of the Song Family's fortune belonged to her mother.
That woman had betrayed her mother, who left the marriage without taking anything from the Song Family.
Now, why should she let that woman and her daughter benefit for nothing?
Lu Zhanying didn't know what to say for a moment, so she remained silent.
She was never good with words anyway.
Not far away, two tall figures walked side by side.
Lu Xian nudged Wei Shiran and said, "Look, doesn't that woman look like the actress Song Yan?"
"Who is Song Yan?" Wei Shiran looked in the direction he indicated, "An actress? She does look quite nice."