Chapter 105
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Ye Fan put the tape back into the safe and changed the password.
In order to make sure nothing went wrong, Ye Fan changed the password of the safe every time she went home.
Ye Fan locked the door of the study and left with He Han.
He Han asked her, "Do you still want to go back to the hotel where the crew is staying?"
Ye Fan shook her head. "I already told the driver. He'll pick me up tomorrow morning and take me to the film studio."
"It's too late. I'll stay at your place tonight." He Han didn't ask, but used a statement. "You don't mind, right?"
Ye Fan was stunned. She looked into He Han's eyes and didn't think too much about it. "I don't mind."
He Han's lips curled into a faint smile.
Ye Fan had been busy all day, and the hot water washed away her tiredness.
She sat on the bed, and the light fell on the script in her hands. She still had to prepare her lines for tomorrow, and she hoped that she could finish every scene in one take.
He Han sat beside Ye Fan. He looked down at his phone and received a text from Mrs. He.
Dudu was already sound asleep. Before going to bed, he drank a cup of warm milk and brushed his teeth seriously.
"Dudu had a very happy day today..." He Han conveyed Mrs. He's words to Ye Fan word for word.
Hearing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but smile. Their little baby was always able to affect her mood.
He Han casually asked, "Where are you filming?"
Ye Fan looked at the script and didn't look up. She replied, "Hu Manjun's true love passed away. She's devastated."
After she said this, she didn't hear He Han's reply for half a minute.
Ye Fan instinctively explained, "The kissing scenes are all staged."
The actor who played Hu Manjun's boyfriend was a high school student who had been acting in national dramas all year round. He didn't have many scenes and had been on the set for less than half a month.
Ye Fan looked up and met He Han's eyes.
He Han looked over with a smile that was not a smile. His ink-black eyes contained deep meaning.
He curled his lips and said in a deep voice, "Yes, I know."
Ye Fan looked at He Han. Why did she feel that it was better for her not to explain?
She placed the script on the bedside table. Since she had finished watching the drama for the next day, she might as well make things clear to this jealous king in front of her.
He Han picked up Ye Fan's hand and played with her slender and beautiful fingers one by one.
"Do you care so much about what I think?" He Han asked casually, but there was a hint of playfulness in his voice.
Ye Fan suddenly smiled and replied, "I still care about what Dudu and your family thinks..."
She looked up and counted seriously, but she didn't answer He Han's question directly.
He Han's thin lips curved slightly as he opened and closed them. "Is that so?"
The two of them went back and forth and talked in circles for a while, but there was no winner.
He Han suddenly let go of her hand and inched closer to her.
"Ye Fan, it's late."
Ye Fan held her breath, and the air was silent for a moment.
He Han raised his eyebrows and the smile in his eyes deepened. "Isn't it time for you to sleep?"
Ye Fan was stunned. For a moment, she was speechless and subconsciously nodded.
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