On the other side, when Wilson picked up the phone, he had just finished his job and got in the car, pressing the temples to relax.
His handsome face looked exhausted, and his eyes behind the lens were closed when he rested.
When he heard the childish voice coming from the phone, his heart jolted
Only that little girl would call him like that.
Wilson opened his eyes in surprise. "Isla?"
Before they separated last time, he gave his private number to her so that she no longer needed to wait for him every day.
Isla s childish cheers rang out. "Wow, my bossy president, you're so awesome! You can even figure out who I am!"
"Haha!" Wilson was happy.
Somehow, listening to the clear and melodious voice on the line, he felt less worn-out.
Isla smiled sweetly and asked, "Do you miss me? It's been ten days since we last met. Although the nurse said that ten days is not a long time, I feel like I've been waiting for a hundred years!"
Hearing she say this like an adult, Wilson could not help raising the corner of his mouth higher. "You miss me, don't you?" "Yes!" Isla admitted without hesitation and then asked him softly, "Do you have time this weekend?"
"This weekend?" Wilson asked.
"Hmm!" Her voice was full of expectation, but Wilson did not know what she wanted to do.
He was puzzled. "What can I do for you?"
Isla grinned and said shyly, "If you have time this afternoon, I want a date with you!"
Hearing her invitation, Wilson chuckled.
After thinking about it for a while, he said, "I happen to be free in the afternoon!"
Terry, who was driving in the front, glanced at him in amazement from the reverse mirror.
Seeing that he said yes, Isla cheered happily, "That's the deal. See you then!"
Wilson smiled with pleasure. "Well, see you then!"
After the call, the smile was still on his lips. Although he could not see her delicate little face, he could picture the little girl’s blushing face in his mind.
He had a strong sense of time and a tight daily schedule. There were many work arrangements for him even on weekends.
He agreed without hesitation even before asking Terry his schedule this afternoon.
Wilson himself was also surprised. Did the little girl have some magic power to attract him? Or it was because he did not want to disappoint her.
He shook his head and laughed.
Then he closed her eyes to take a nap and could not help looking forward to the date on the weekend.
In a studio of the TV station, white background boards were set up. On both sides of the studio, white photographic lights were turned also on. The camera placed in the middle had begun to count down. The record of the advertising video would shortly begin.
In the center of the camera screen, Dylan sat in front of a piano. His profile was as cool as ever. After he attentively played a song, he spoke out the tagline for public welfare to the microphone.
As long as he sat before a piano, he would shine with dazzling brilliance.
The female staff around him were all attracted by his music and handsome appearance. Even after the recording, their eyes still lingered on him.
Tina was the only woman focused on her work - she paid most of her attention to a schedule in her hand.
Since the beginning, they had been avoiding each other's eyes.
To express his appreciation, the chief editor came over personally to express his gratitude. "Thanks for your hard work!"
"This is what I should do!" Dylan said.
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