บท 812: Not one but three

The director frowned. "What is wrong? Pull her closer? How can we click a picture of you so far away?"

Yating looked away for a moment, trying to calm his racing heart. He glanced at Chyou to gauge her comfort level. But he couldn't judge anything as only professionalism leaked through her aura.

Damn it. Only I am getting affected like some high schooler here. It's just a picture.

"Chyou, if you don't mind…"

"Oh yes, yes. If the director is saying so," she nodded.

Yating envied Chyou's calmness.

Actors are always so poised and elegant…

Chyou wasn't so poised and elegant. The story on her face and in her heart were two totally different matters.

Whaaaaaaaat? We were supposed to click pictures like these too?