“…”

Lin Zhanyan didn't say anything.

Since that's the case, Song Zichen explained it to her clearly! She is waiting.

"Yan Yan, I..." Song Zichen paused for a moment, but finally did not tell the story of Song Fenglin's hospitalization. "I will explain it to you clearly. But now, you must end this matter, okay?"

"Song Zichen," Lin Zhanyan said slowly, "I fell down from a very high place and I almost died. All of this was controlled by Lin Yi behind the scenes. I won't just let it go, you don't have the right to decide for me, you can't be so selfish!"

Song Zichen's tone sank and his voice became serious, "I have plans. Do you think Lin Yi is fine now because I let her go? Do you still think that I let her go for myself?"

"At least what I saw is indeed the case." Lin Zhanyan's voice also subsided, "And you didn't explain to me."

Song Fenglin was hospitalized just by his mouth.

But in the end, Song Zichen still just said: "Give me some more time, and I will tell you all the things and all my plans. But now, I will deal with some things, and you can wait for me."

Before Lin Zhanyan could say anything, Song Zichen hung up the phone.

She also put down her phone and looked up, and found that it was already dark.

The crew has not finished work yet, and Director Yang said that it may take a photo until two in the morning.

"Kobayashi," Director Yang took advantage of the time of rest and walked over and said, "If you can't hold on, or if you have anything else, go back to the hotel to rest first. Otherwise, you have to wait here until ten o'clock in the evening before taking pictures."

The sun is gone, the temperature in the suburbs is even lower, and the sky and the earth are covered with dark and gloomy gray. When the wind whistles, it seems that the cold air flows in the air can be seen.
Chapter completed!