Qin Jingzhi was having a terrible headache. He was in hot soup.
After Yue Tingfeng tortured those actresses, Director Feng carried on with filming at night when he saw that Yue Tingfeng had left.
As Qin Jingzhi was about to take a break after filming, his assistant told him that his phone was bombarded with incoming calls.
Qin Jingzhi peeped at the phone numbers. They were from his parents and grandmother. His cell phone became hot from the unceasing amount of incoming calls.
He let out a deep sigh. Yue Tingfeng, that mean bastard.
Qin Jingzhi took the 7-seater car back to the hotel. He had decided to return his grandma's phone call after some consideration.
His grandma picked up the call in no time and immediately railed on him.
Qin Jingzhi sighed. "Grandma, it's late. Why are you not in bed?"
"Sleep? How can I sleep? My grandson was kissing a guy! It's good that I didn't die when I saw that."