It was Tuesday, which meant it was Baili Jing's turn.
He didn't drive Jiang Qingli home. Instead, he took her in a different direction.
Jiang Qingli watched the unfamiliar scenery, leaning back in her seat and enjoying the breeze.
She didn't ask where they were going. She just felt that Baili Jing was surely taking her somewhere fun, somewhere she would like.
She had a natural trust in Baili Jing and rarely ever thought about why.
After passing through the bustling city, Jiang Qingli saw a brightly lit area in the distance. On the left was a cluster of modern buildings, and on the right, a cluster of ancient ones.
It dawned on her. "You brought me to a film studio lot."
Baili Jing glanced at her reaction. "It's not too crowded at night, and there's a food street nearby. It's a lot of fun. I thought you'd like it."
'I was supposed to visit the set tomorrow anyway,' she thought. 'Now I don't have to make a separate trip.'
