"Cut! Cut! Cut!" The director shouted.
Fangxi looked up at the director. She stepped down from the bed. "Is anything the matter?" She asked, wiping the drop of tear from her eyes.
"Yes, there's. You're not crying enough." Director Ye said.
Fangxi was shocked. "What do you mean by that?"
A smile threatened to creep out of Xiujun"s lip. He tried his best to hold it, went to stand side by side with Huang Mingfe. "Why do you think she suddenly came? She must have heard you'll be departing today,"
Mingfe smirked. "That's not my business,"
"Yet, you still use her to get what you want."
"I have never used her!" Mingfe could swear on that.
Now the smile that had been threatening to slip away, came instead as a deep chuckle from Xiujun. When all the eyes turned to her, he cleared his throat. "Sorry, Mingfe was cracking me up with his silly jokes."
Mingfe didn't react to what Xiujun said, instead he went to sit back on his chair.