"You're going to personally approach him?" Clifford pondered for a moment. "That could work, but be prepared for failure." "Iwon't fail." The glasses-wearing woman was very confident. "Be patient, and wait for my good news." She hung up the phone, clenched her fists, and stomped her feet. Behind her thick glasses, her eyes shone brightly.
"None of the male leads I have my eyes on can escape from inel Zayn, you're destined to play Victor. You can't escape!" she said determinedly.
Zayn had long noticed that someone was hiding in the bushes and peeping at him.
However, he could not sense the other party's killing intent. He only thought that it was his fan so he did not pay it any mind.
It was rare for Zayn to have two days off at home.
Before dawn, he set off for the set to film "The Last Blood".
However, just as he stepped out of the door, a girl rushed out and blocked his car with her arms outstretched.
