Because they couldn't delay the shooting, Shen Zhiyi flew back to the country the next afternoon, and Pei Yu had a bit more to do, so he didn't come back with her.
She took his private jet and landed directly on the helipad at Huating; it was just dawn in the country. The butler had been waiting there for a while, and seeing that she seemed to be in a good mood, he also smiled slightly.
"Why didn't you stay there a few more days?"
"I still have to shoot," Shen Zhiyi walked onto the lawn; the temperature was lower domestically, and she wrapped herself tighter in her coat, "Has Xiaodong already arrived?"
"He's waiting in the living room," the butler draped a thick coat over her, which seemed to belong to Pei Yu and was faintly scented with agarwood, "Are you starting work now?"
"Not starting work," Shen Zhiyi smiled, "I need to go to the temple first to pray for blessings."