But rationally, Jane Sampson's told her that the director, including the entire film crew, had been waiting for her for a long time.
"I'll have a break later, you go filming, I'll accompany you." When James Black saw the change in expression from joy to sorrow on Jane Sampson's face, he knew what she was thinking.
As expected, after James Black finished saying this, even the spring-blooming flowers in the flower room weren't as radiant as Jane Sampson's smile at that moment.
"So happy?" James Black asked with a smile.
"No." Jane Sampson quickly retracted her smile, but no matter how much she tried, the joy in her eyes couldn't be hidden even with ten pieces of cloth.
"I'm not that happy, I'm going filming, why are you coming along?" Jane Sampson grumbled twice, burying her face right in James Black's chest.
Clearly, she was laughing so joyfully that her shoulders were shaking.
"Stubborn." James Black uttered two words, his laugh light.
