In the evening, Song Xiaodong arrived in Beijing and saw Yang Yushi at the exit.
The current weather in Beijing had already transitioned into autumn. Yang Yushi was dressed in a small suit that made her figure incredibly striking. At first glance, one couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.
A pair of large sunglasses rested on her nose, concealing most of her face. But just from her exposed nose, small mouth, and exquisite chin, it was enough to let one's imagination run wild.
As she walked toward Song Xiaodong, Yang Yushi smiled and said, "Xiaodong, I've been waiting for you."
Song Xiaodong narrowed his eyes and replied, "You're such a talented woman in Beijing. Aren't you afraid of being recognized and surrounded by fans?"
Yang Yushi smirked and said, "I'm not one of those big movie stars, and I don't have much exposure usually. How many people would really recognize me?"
