est for a few seconds before Director Zhang shouted, "Cut!"

It was the most beautiful voice he’d ever heard. Qin Guan stood up immediately, holding his stomach dramatically. The most difficult scene had finally been finished.

He looked at the other actors. Judging by the progress of the shooting, the play would most likely finish in late September.

Sister Xue went to get Qin Guan’s bonus. It had taken several days to finish his two short scenes. It was really hard work.

Teacher Mao’s scenes were also finished at the same time. The two of them had become friends in a few days.

As a newcomer from the modeling circle, Qin Guan had gotten to know Director Zhang, and he felt proud of himself for that. After receiving the crew’s praise, he returned to the capital without a stop.

His girlfriend was waiting for him at home anxiously. He wondered if Cong Nianwei had been longing to see him while he’d been gone.

He was obviously overthinking. He sneaked inside his nest only to find that the rooms were clean. There were no living traces inside his bedroom.

There was no one in the bathroom either. There was only a bowl of leftover fried rice in a plastic wrap in the fridge, indicating Cong Nianwei's presence.

Qin Guan smelt it. It's fresh. It must have been cooked recently. He noticed that the groceries in the fridge were different. He had been gone for more than ten days after all.

The light of the sunset was s.h.i.+ning down on the balcony outside the living room. The lock was opened with a clang, and Cong Nianwei opened the door slowly with two bags of fruit and vegetables in her hands.

Qin Guan opened his arms wide for Cong Nianwei, who was dressed casually, and shouted enthusiastically, "Surprise!"

"G.o.d! You scared me!" Cong Nianwei looked frightened. Her bags fell down and several potatoes rolled out of them.

She stared at Qin Guan angrily. "Come help me!"

This is not in the script. Generally speaking, when a male actor on TV opens his arms, his girlfriend runs up to him like a bird! Yet this is what I get!

Cong Nianwei went into the kitchen as if she was in her own house. "Wash and clean the vegetables. You can steam the fried rice that’s in the fridge. I made it this noon. I thought that if you returned late this evening and I was not in, you could have some homemade food," she told Qin Guan.