After work, Song Xi sent a text message to Xiao Mo, telling her not to pick her up as she was going somewhere.
Where was she going?
Seeing Xiao Mo’s worried expression, Yao Yifan, sitting opposite, said, "Today is Miss Song's first day at work, isn't it?"
Xiao Mo nodded. "Mi Xuan is also here. I really don't know why she's participating in this show. I hope Song Xi jie will be more careful this time and not trust others so easily!"
"What happened?"
When the topic came up, Xiao Mo felt a surge of grievance and recounted the entire incident.
"...Fortunately, Song Xi jie performed exceptionally well in the end. But I didn't expect the production team to cause more trouble and cut out all of Song Xi jie's footage. This time, we really have to thank Ye Hai—" She stopped abruptly, covering her mouth as if remembering something.
Yao Yifan seemed unconcerned and even said, "You don't need to be so careful. Although I'm the Mister's assistant, Ye Hai's actions were indeed timely in this matter."
Xiao Mo was a little surprised. He was more magnanimous than she had imagined. She thought he would also be indignant if she praised his boss's love rival.
"I have a question for you," Xiao Mo asked tentatively, voicing it on behalf of Song Xi. "You're well-informed. You must have known immediately when this incident broke out online. Why didn't you tell Director Lou? If Director Lou had intervened, their relationship wouldn't have become like this."
Yao Yifan glanced at her lazily.
Who said he hadn't?
He had informed the Mister immediately, but the Mister was preoccupied with the old lady's birthday banquet and Zhang Qi's matters at the time. So when he casually said "mm," Yao Yifan knew that he hadn't heard a word of what he said.
"It was my oversight not to remind him sufficiently," Yao Yifan said, lowering his eyes and taking a sip of water.
Xiao Mo snorted smugly. "It seems even you, the personal assistant, make mistakes."
Yao Yifan's gaze deepened, and he pushed the burger in front of him towards her. "You haven't finished eating yet, eat up."
"I just finished one. Give me a break, or I'll choke."
"There's coke."
Xiao Mo rolled her eyes. "If you hadn't said you had a poor appetite and wanted someone to eat with, I wouldn't bother with you. I'm busy!"
"You do eat quite deliciously," Yao Yifan said, a smile tugging at his lips. Under Xiao Mo's shy expression, he unhesitatingly uttered the next sentence: "The way you wolf down your food is a bit like a certain animal."
"?"
"Pink," he mouthed the word silently.
After a few seconds, Xiao Mo finally understood and chased after him, yelling, "You're the pig! Yao Yifan, your whole family are pigs!"
At seven in the evening, Song Xi finally arrived at the swimming pool.
The journey had been fraught with difficulties. Due to the presence of the filming crew, fans recognized her on the road, causing them to block the street, almost obstructing traffic.
She had to run until her legs almost gave out before finally shaking off the fans.
This wasn't sustainable, so after discussing with the director team, they decided to attach a camera to Song Xi and have the PD stop following her, as she was too conspicuous.
Thus, Song Xi had to put on a mask and head to her destination alone.
Then, as if by bad luck, her phone suddenly ran out of battery halfway.
"..."
Song Xi was speechless. Her only consolation was a small habit of hers: she kept a hundred yuan bill in her phone case. She never expected this action, which Xiao Mo had criticized as unnecessary, to actually be useful while filming a show.
She shook her head with a wry smile.
What Song Xi didn't know was that after the show aired, she would trend on hot searches because of this, inspiring many others to learn this little trick.
Although her phone was dead, fortunately, her GoPro had a full battery. It was her only electronic device, and she had to protect it.