Visual Recovery

Meng Qingge looked at the time. At this point, Ji Wanzhou should be close to the end of his acupuncture session, so there was no point for her to go to Mr. Fu's place now.

"Alright then." Meng Qingge frowned and blinked. "Remember to call me next morning. I think you slept too deeply yesterday."

Ji Wanzhou raised his eyebrows. He wished that she would sleep so deeply every day, but he didn't want her to be that tired. Although he thought that in his heart, he didn't say it out loud, "Okay, okay."

"Will you be back for lunch?" Meng Qingge asked. Because she had fewer scenes today, she could arrive at the set at three in the afternoon, so she could have lunch at home. "I'm leaving for the set at two-thirty in the afternoon."