She was slightly taken aback.
Right behind her, not far away, Ruan Yiyi stood with her hair loose, watching her.
In her gaze, it was unclear what was hidden.
Wen Xian: "..."
Clearly, she had come to find her because Lu Xiao wasn't around.
Ruan Yiyi looked at her and smiled faintly.
Wen Xian glanced at the nearby photographer and assistant, then, after a moment, walked over.
After all, it was broad daylight. What could Ruan Yiyi possibly do?
Wen Xian approached and swept a glance at the back of her hand, "Is there something wrong?"
Ruan Yiyi looked at her, her eyes twinkling faintly, and raised the back of her hand that had been injured earlier, smiling, "Were you worried about me?"
Upon hearing this, Wen Xian frowned.
Before, unaware of her feelings, she hadn't thought much of it, but now that she knew, these words sounded more and more off.
Her gaze shifted away, devoid of any emotion, she said:
