"But Huo, my film is still in the making."

Didn't he say she wouldn't refuse, so now she's starting to talk to him about SAYNO.

Hawthorne got out of the car long ago, with a straight, loose back, straight, long legs and firm footsteps, completely ignoring Mu Chudi's words.

Willow eyebrows frown unhappily, pink lips tighten, revealing her depressive mood.

This man says one thing and does another.

The assistant sitting in the co-driver's seat alighted and made an invitation gesture.

"Miss Mu, please rest assured that I have communicated well with Mr. Jameson there. Actually, the film has reached the stage of killing young people. Just need a close-up...