Ian laughed and put the car keys in his pocket. “I drank earlier, so I can’t drive.”

Kirsi also laughed.

The two got into the car, and the driver in front froze for a moment.

“Mr. Carter, where should we go?”

Ian did not answer and looked at Kirsi.

Kirsi closed her eyes and told the driver her address. The driver then started the car.

It was not far since it was still on the set.

Ian asked, “Isn’t the film over? What are you going back to shoot?”

Kirsi opened her eyes slightly. Her eyes were watery and hazy, just like someone else’s eyes. At that moment, Ian stiffened slightly.

“I have another film that starts shooting tomorrow. It’s nearby.”

“You’re so busy?”

“Continuously being on the set is a good thing. It just proves that I’m still popular.”

Kirsi smiled. Her eyes were twinkling with some shrewdness.

In their line of work, receiving films continuously was a type of recognition.

Dying from exhaustion was better than being idle.

Ian laughed and did not comment on it.