While tidying up the props backstage, I suddenly felt a shadow fall over me.
I looked up and saw a man standing before me, causing me to blank out for a moment.
"Feihong? What brings you here?" Xia Xiaonuan looked at Nangong Feihong with surprise, smiling.
Nangong Feihong was dressed in a motorcycle jacket, his tall figure looking both cool and handsome.
Nangong Feihong said slightly helplessly, "I've been waiting outside for you all afternoon, but you didn't come out. So I had to come in! It seems you're doing alright, not as bad as I imagined!"
Xia Xiaonuan was speechless.
So Nangong Feihong knew about her situation, but did she have to be in a state of utter misery to show it?
"Come on, let me take you to eat something delicious!"
Xia Xiaonuan frowned, "Now? Isn't it too late?" She didn't want Nangong Feihong to be implicated because of her.
"What? You want to go back and be with Nangong Yaoling?" Nangong Feihong raised an eyebrow.
"No, that's not it!"
