Wen Yan would of course not reveal that she bought the invitation from the real lucky fan who had actually received it.
Cary: Damn! The Chairman is actually a fan of Ye Xian!
"Xianxian, since you're not in a hurry to go back, would you like to have a drink with Auntie?"
"Oh, there's no need for that."
Ye Xian glanced at her phone, looking hurried, "I need to leave right now..."
"Where to?"
A deep and mellow male voice came from outside the dressing room.
The doorway of the dressing room wasn't very tall, so Bo Tingshen had to tilt his head slightly as he walked in.
Seeing him, Ye Xian felt as if she had been struck by lightning.
It's over, I've been caught! There's no escape now!
Her phone sounded a notification again, a message from Ye Shaowen urging her on. Ye Xian's hand trembled—what if Shaowen also comes in? If he just called her "little sister," then...
Bo Tingshen's gaze fell on her phone in her nervous hand.
