Tian Xiang usually has many people watching on film sets, she's accustomed to it and generally doesn't mind. To fully immerse herself in work, she automatically ignores those people.
But that day, her heart inexplicably beat faster, she felt uneasy and during a break, she glanced towards the crowd and saw Lu Feng.
He was wearing a dark grey suit, with silver-framed glasses, standing out in the crowd.
When Tian Xiang saw him, he smiled at her, lips curled.
That smile carried a sense of long-time-no-see, I hope you're doing well.
Tian Xiang frowned.
After the work was over, she didn't return to the studio, but went to Meng Cheng'an's magazine office.
As the year-end approached, the weather got colder, it even snowed a few days ago, recently, her son was kept at home, not taken outside.
When Tian Xiang arrived, Meng Cheng'an was on the phone.
Seeing his wife arrive, he said a few words to the other person, then hung up.
"How come you have time to come over here?"
