"We're not done filming! Don't let your eyes get swollen!"
The makeup artist came over with a cold towel. Worried about ruining the makeup, they had wrapped it in a plastic bag before placing it over her eyes.
The day was getting hotter. With the cold towel resting on her eyes, Ni Bingyan closed them and felt her mind clear considerably.
'Oh, right. I'm just acting. I don't actually have a brother~'
Her emotions calmed, and Ni Bingyan quickly composed herself.
They reshot the scene twice, then started on the second scene.
Han Su was sobbing uncontrollably outside the mortuary. Her junior, unable to bear it, snuck away to call their master.
Their master was already at the main entrance of the funeral home. He took the call and ran inside.
