Mo Beichen glanced back at them and said, "Let's take care of each other then, Qianqian. Follow your Seventh Sister-in-law closely, ask her if there's anything you don't understand, and don't work too hard."
Yan Luoxi's eye twitched. Did Mo Beichen now consider her job a trivial pastime?
Seeing Gu Qian constantly avoiding Mo Beichen's gaze and not engaging in conversation, Yan Luoxi finally said, "We're usually busy shooting on the set; it won't be too tiring for Qianqian. Mr. Mo can rest assured."
Mo Beichen nodded, his eyes shifting to Gu Qian, who was silent. Despite their physical intimacy, their relationship was as good as that of strangers.
"Qianqian, I'll come to pick you up tonight."
Gu Qian stared at the ground in silence, her thoughts inscrutable.
Mo Beichen's hand, hanging by his side, tightened, and he looked desolate, "Then I'll be going."
Until Li Yeqi escorted Mo Beichen out, Gu Qian never looked up.
