"Cut, cut, cut! Lu Lu, you're her elder sister who raised her single-handedly. You may be frustrated, but you wouldn't be so harsh!" Director Zhang kindly explained.
Qiao Anlu sighed discontentedly, "Got it!"
"Let's go again!"
After three attempts, they finally passed, and the two stood at the bar entrance.
"Why didn't you listen to your sister and came to a place like this?" Shen Xiaoke accused.
Qiao Anlu was already weary, her eyes red, fit for delivering the line.
Earlier, Shen Xiaole was a bit scared, but now facing her sister, she felt wronged and useless, just hanging her head, shedding tears incessantly.
Shen Xiaoke sighed, stopped blaming her, and tried to pull her away, but she remained planted on the spot.
Finally, she lifted her head slightly and cried out mournfully, "Sister?!"
Her one-word call was soft and trembling, startling Qiao Anlu, yet she still held her hand.
