Facing the bright and open grassland, Ying Jing got out of the car and rushed straight over.
The fresh lawn swept away her tired mood. "There's actually such a beautiful lawn on the top of this mountain; I didn't know when I came here."
She came directly to the set to shoot, without any time for rest, how could she know?
Wen Fucheng happened to know the owner of this manor. The friend knew he was here accompanying his wife at work and directly invited them to come by their home.
At first, Wen Fucheng wasn't sure if Ying Jing would like the place, so he didn't immediately agree.
Later, when he saw some photos his friend sent, he reckoned Ying Jing wouldn't be able to resist such views.
The journey back was postponed again and again.
"There are even sheep..."
He walked to her side and stood shoulder to shoulder with her, watching the scenery ahead.
