When Song Jie came over to the resting area, Gu Huanhuan was holding her phone, giggling cheerfully.
Fang Ya brightened up upon seeing Song Jie, "A Jie, it's been a long time." She greeted him with effortless grace.
Her shy demeanor melted hearts into a puddle.
It truly had been a long time; they had only been in touch by phone and hadn't had the chance to talk properly.
Song Jie nodded slightly, "Hello."
But this reunion with an old lover was far from typical—no excitement, no joy of long-awaited reunion, just a faint, "Hello."
Gu Huanhuan heard voices and looked up to see it was President Song.
She too stood up and politely greeted, "President Song, hello."
Song Jie curved his lips into a smile, his dark eyes sparkling with amusement, "Hello, Miss Gu, have you finished shooting?"
"Not my turn yet," Gu Huanhuan responded.
Shortly, Sun Xiaoqian came in, "President Song, hello."
When Sun Xiaoqian's eyes met Song Jie's, her gaze was flowing and her tone gentle.