Sweet Wife in My Arms

She thought of the pain and fear when she was bleeding freely that night, she was in tears.

Director Jin was so moved by the scene he didn't end it for a long time.

"Cut!" he finally shouted.

Everything was at a standstill. They had been stuck in the cycle of the drama but it was time to get back to reality.

Yan Huan sat up, she could feel she had a backache, it seemed that she bumped her back on the ground.

"Are you alright?" The production crew supported her carefully. "Did you get hurt?"

"I'm fine." Yan Huan shook her head, perhaps she had hypoglycaemia so she felt a bit dizzy after she had bumped her back and head.

"Yan Huan," Qi Haolin hurried to come over. "Did you get hurt?" He was worried about her as he saw her fall on the ground heavily, "Are you sure you are alright?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Yan Huan waved her hand and smiled with her eyes curved like the crescent moon. It seemed that she didn't get hurt or feel any pain, but Qi Hao was still worried. Finally, he patted her shoulder. "Well, forget it."

Yan Huan got what he meant and just smiled without saying a word.

But she put her hand on her waist and sighed gently before saying, "You guys have to get on well together and since there is nothing more with me, I can go home now."

Qi Haolin snorted with laughter, "Yeah, you're free now, we may need another half month." The story of Journey to Fairyland would not end with the death of Qing Yao. Qing Yao was dead but the evil spirits in her body could still enter others. Yan Boxuan hadn't completed his mission and he still had to fight several battles. But, it was none of her concern. She could rest at home and wait for her company's arrangement.

Liang Chen stood at the side and wondered what she was thinking about.

Yan Huan met her eyes and noticed something in her arms.

Ah, that should be....

Yan Huan took Little Bean from Liang Chen's arms. Little Bean loved her master the most, she meowed and licked her master's fingers when she saw her. Her little tummy was round and thus, you could see that she was well fed.

"Are you leaving now?" Liang Chen came out in pyjamas. She had just had a bath and her hair hung down her waist loosely. Her skin was much better compared to the other women who were in their thirties. She was thirty-two but looked much younger, time had treated her well as she still managed to play a 16-year-old girl in the drama.

"Yes, I'm leaving in a short while." Yan Huan never thought to stay here any longer, she wanted to go home early as even a shack that was her own was better than a mansion that belonged to somebody else.

Liang Chen reached out her hand, "I hope we still have a chance to work together."

Yan Huan shook her hand but felt a bit embarrassed. She explained, "You may need to wash your hands again because I'm still holding Little Bean."

"It's nothing." Liang Chen caressed Little Bean's head. "We just took a shower, didn't we? We're not dirty, we're clean," she cooed in the direction of the little cat.

"Senior…" Yan Huan opened her mouth suddenly and called Liang Chen.

She always called her senior, but not sister. It seemed that Liang Chen preferred this formality. As Yan Huan mentioned, she didn't like people to address her as sister, either. She was only thirty-two years old.