"Mr. Lin, are you okay?"
Director An hurried over, asking Lin Fan with a worried expression.
"Director An, are you kidding me? I nearly got blown up by the prop you prepared, what do you think?" Lin Fan didn't give Director An a good look.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Lin. It was my oversight, and I apologize to you." Director An bowed to Lin Fan.
Seeing the sincerity, Lin Fan felt embarrassed to continue his anger and asked calmly, "Where's the props master?"
"I've already sent someone to find him, but he's not been found." Director An replied truthfully.
"Not found? Haha, it seems this was premeditated." Lin Fan laughed coldly, "Director An, I hope you can give me an explanation for this!"
"Don't worry, Mr. Lin, I will definitely investigate thoroughly." Director An promised.
Lin Fan nodded, then turned to look at Qin Si Xuan's swollen ankle, and asked concernedly, "Is your foot okay?"
