Lu Yinfeng felt that Bai Zhilan was making a mountain out of a molehill and thinking too much.
"If he's in trouble, just call the police, what use is it to find me?" She perfunctorily brushed it off and abruptly hung up the phone.
Bai Zhilan did not call again.
Just when Lu Yinfeng thought the matter had passed, unexpectedly, a few days later, she received terrible news.
Lu Yinfeng was still doing odd jobs on the film set, while also keeping company with Yan Sijia.
Suddenly, a black Rolls-Royce Gusto drove onto the set, causing a stir.
The crew members stepped forward to stop it, and the car stopped.
Shortly after, a middle-aged man in a bespoke suit with a serious countenance got out, his sharp gaze sweeping over everyone on set.
Someone with sharp eyes recognized him and exclaimed, "Isn't that Mo Yiming, the head of Mo Group?"
Hearing the familiar name, Lu Yinfeng couldn't help but turn around to look.
Indeed, it was Mo Yiming.