Jiang Muye had a huge headache. "But what about the movie I’m in the middle of doing… do I have to drop out?"
Lei Ming muttered to himself, then concluded, "Not necessarily.
Jiang Muye grabbed his hair in agitation. "Looks like this is the only way. Shit, why has the whole world been against me lately? That collaboration with HN was a done deal, what could have gone wrong there? And filming a kissing scene in summer, only for it to even hail…"
The more Jiang Muye spoke, the more he felt something was off, and finally, he punched the mattress. "F***! Lu Tingxiao! You are just too shameless —"
...
Lu residence.