"This is Qin Miaomiao, is Tian Tian on set now?"
"Ah, President Qin, sorry, I didn't recognize your voice. Yes, yes, Tian Tian is on set, currently resting before the next scene. Do you need something from her?"
Qin Miaomiao glanced at the time and said, "I'll visit in the afternoon, and we can have dinner together then."
"Got it, President Qin, I'll pass it on to her."
As soon as the words were out, Qin Miaomiao hurriedly hung up. The assistant, holding the phone in a daze, walked up to Hua Tiantian: "That was a call from President Qin just now."
"Oh..."
Hua Tiantian responded nonchalantly, but her heart was shaken by Meng Yan's text message. The content of the message left her puzzled, suddenly realizing that Meng Yan was like a strange alien, completely illogical like a normal person—he must be an alien.
"Do you think he's an alien from outer space, always saying things I don't understand?"
