Li Yeqi grasped her hand again, his expression extremely serious, "You're just too tired, or perhaps it's because of my portrayal of Han Zheng that you got too deeply immersed in the role. There are only a few more scenes to shoot; after that, I'll take you abroad to relax."
Yan Luoxi lifted her head to look at him, "Li Dashi, don't worry about me. I'll adjust my emotions properly. We can't stop filming, but next time I will choose a more light-hearted and comedic script to challenge a comedic role."
"Next time you play a role, I need to have a say. If it's another tragic character, I won't agree to you playing it." Li Yeqi was extraordinarily stern. He had neglected her capability to endure.
The subject matter was so sensitive, involving so much, that when she decided to act, he did not object; but he never anticipated she would break down like this. If it hadn't come to light today, he wouldn't have known how much pressure she was really under.
