Annie Anne slightly slumped her shoulders.
The two photoshoot assignments overlapped, which compressed Annie Anne's free time in the afternoon.
"It's okay, I'm here visiting anyway, I can just wait for you," Charlotte Thompson shook her head. Because she was coming to see Annie Anne, she had already arranged her afternoon work, leaving herself plenty of time.
Seeing this, Annie Anne couldn't help but reach out and hug Charlotte, gently wrapping her arms around her shoulders, and said coyly, "Charlotte, why are you so nice?"
"Alright, alright."
Charlotte, amused by Annie Anne's tone, patted her shoulder and urged, "Shouldn't you be heading to the shoot now?"
"My manager has already talked to the director. After the magazine shoot ends, I can continue with the costume fitting photos here with the crew."
Annie Anne nodded, then somewhat helplessly massaged her own shoulder, sighing, "I was really born into a life of hard work!"
