Zhou Xiaoyue's wild imagination made Lin Yan laugh so hard her stomach hurt.
Having been in the entertainment industry for so long, Lin Yan had long said that if Lu Chenyuan's looks were on the screen, they would undoubtedly captivate many young girls.
That's just a thought.
"What you said, I can consider. The male lead, huh? That's easy to find," Lin Yan was already calculating in her mind, believing that if this drama were made, it would definitely have high ratings.
"I'll find some time to talk to a scriptwriter," Lin Yan said while opening a bottle of red tea and taking a sip, "I've never had the chance to ask you, did Song Qingping return the money she conned from you?"
Zhou Xiaoyue, who had been gossiping with a smile, suddenly froze, and her good mood came to an abrupt halt.
"I made peace with her, I'm not pursuing it."
Lin Yan, who had been lying down, got up with excitement and sat up.
