Do You Want to Sell This Cat?

In just one day, Song Qingyou had become familiar with the makeup artists on the set.

The next morning, she brought the cat to the film site. The few of them even offered to help take care of Zhizhi while she was filming.

Song Qingyou fed the cat and replied, "I'll have to trouble you guys then."

"No trouble at all." The woman in charge of Song Qingyou's makeup waved her hand and picked up the makeup brush on the table.

"Qingyou, have you had breakfast?"

"I've eaten."

"Then you're up quite early. The few of us haven't had breakfast yet. We're going to eat nearby later."

She then lowered her voice. "Actually, you didn't have to come so early. In my opinion, there's at least an hour before filming starts. Why don't you take a nap in the dressing room?"

Song Qingyou knew that the other party meant that Zhong Jiayin would definitely be late.

Even Zhu Jiao and the other main leads were the same.