He stood with his back to the sun, his eyes seemed to harbor indissoluble forbearance, forcefully suppressing some emotion.
The next second, he suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her into his embrace.
Wen Xian stumbled unprepared against his chest, let out a muffled grunt, but then felt him hug her tightly.
His strength was immense, as if he wanted to melt her into his bones and blood.
Wen Xian lay on his shoulder, hesitated for a moment, but still patted his shoulder gently and chuckled,
"I'm being serious here; I really didn't come for you, I just wanted to shoot this movie. You wouldn't believe how much money they spent to hire me."
Although she often lied to him, it was just to tease him.
But she knew that now was not the time.
If he knew she had come to shoot this type of film specifically for him, he would definitely feel pressured and burdened internally.
Lu Xiao held her but didn't speak, just hummed softly.
No one knew whether he believed it or not.