"They've already let the post-production team directly Photoshop the new male lead in."
Photoshop... Ye Shu's mouth twitched violently.
Isn't this a bit too unprofessional?
The director of this film, Tan Yaoming, is a well-known director in the circle, and yet he made such a hasty decision.
Ye Shu felt a sudden shiver in her heart and sneezed several times abruptly.
"Caught a cold? Could it be last night was too intense, and your body's been drained?" Ou Linlin said with a chuckle as she handed Ye Shu a tissue.
Ye Shu glanced at her speechlessly, took the tissue, and said, "Linlin, don't you think this matter is somewhat inappropriate?"
"In this circle, there are plenty of inappropriate things. If it doesn't concern you, don't meddle unnecessarily, let's go." Ou Linlin straightened Ye Shu's collar for her.
Her gaze fell on the mottled kiss marks on Ye Shu's neck, and she frowned, "Are you sure you want to go out like this?"
