Late at night, Sheng Jiaoyang was woken up by her phone ringing.

She flipped over and grabbed her phone. When she saw that Lin Yan’s name was on the caller ID, she instantly sobered up.

“Lin Yan?” she answered the phone and asked doubtfully.

Last night, everybody had played until very late. She ended up staying with the film crew in the hotel for the night. Tomorrow, she planned to continue staying with the film crew to finish shooting.

She glanced at the time and saw that it wasn’t even 5 AM. Usually, Lin Yan would never call so early and bother her.

“I didn’t want to call and bother your rest, but you would’ve already left to finish filming in the morning.” Lin Yan’s voice sounded slightly low and hoarse, with a trace of frustration.

“Lin Yan, are you alright?” Sheng Jiaoyang sat up.

“I’m a bit dizzy, but it’s not urgent. I just wanted to talk to you about something.”

His voice sounded powerless; clearly, something was wrong.

Sheng Jiaoyang frowned. “Lin Yan, do you have a fever? Feel your forehead, is it hot?”

“I can’t...