In the darkness, the clicking sounds of phone cameras were incessant.
Song Xi sat on pins and needles. The scene had devolved into chaos. The performers had not returned to the stage, and what was supposed to be a pleasant stand-up comedy show had taken a turn for the worse.
Song Xi already anticipated how she would be lambasted online.
This couldn't go on. She glanced at Ye Hai.
Ye Hai, being sharp, understood her unspoken thought.
The moment Song Xi "swished" to her feet, he single-handedly held back the frenzied audience in the front row.
"Let's go!"
Song Xi didn't dare to look back, quickening her pace.
The voices behind her seemed to roar.
"Move aside..."
"Don't crowd, you're stepping on me!"
"Ouch!"
Not many people liked Song Xi, but as long as she was a star, a public figure, even those who weren't interested would get involved.
Gossip was human nature.
In the crowd, Xiao Mo desperately tried to catch up, but no matter how she struggled, she remained rooted in place.
Yao Yifan blocked the people behind her with his hand and said expressionlessly, "Mr. Lou is also outside, she'll be fine."
Xiao Mo was startled. "CEO Lou is here?!"
She said angrily, "Did you tell CEO Lou!"
Just as Yao Yifan was about to explain, Xiao Mo was suddenly bumped by someone next to her, stumbling directly into his arms.
Xiao Mo: "Don't push..."
Yao Yifan hesitated for two seconds before placing his hand on her shoulder.
"Be careful."
The warmth of the man's palm passed through the fabric of her clothes.
Xiao Mo didn't know why her body suddenly stiffened, and she inexplicably became nervous.
She felt her body rejecting others' touch, indicating she now strongly disliked Yao Yifan, so she reluctantly said, "...No need, I can manage."
Yao Yifan did not agree. As the distance between them grew, almost fitting together perfectly.
He suddenly said softly, "I didn't mean anything by it."
Xiao Mo didn't understand for a moment.
Yao Yifan continued, "Can you add me back?"
Xiao Mo suddenly understood, but her expression immediately changed. "Why? We're not familiar with each other."
Yao Yifan was silent for a moment. "I can teach you."
"Teach me what?"
"To be a good assistant."
"..."
Xiao Mo's temple twitched, and she retorted, "You think I'm not a good assistant right now?"
Yao Yifan's expression was serious. "You're just not mature enough yet, but you will become a good assistant in the future."
Even with Xiao Mo's thick skin, hearing such words made her temper flare up.
Yao Yifan, however, looked genuinely sincere. "I'm a professional, trust me."
"........."
"Yao Yifan." Xiao Mo turned to look at him.
Yao Yifan: "Hmm?"
"I hate you!"
The moment she finished speaking, a sharp pain shot up from her foot and spread throughout her body.
Yao Yifan's brows furrowed, his face turning from pale to purple.
Xiao Mo took this opportunity to squeeze out.
Amidst the pain, Yao Yifan suddenly realized: It seemed Assistant Xiao Mo didn't dislike the assistant role, otherwise she wouldn't have gotten so angry.
...
Meanwhile, after leaving the hall, Song Xi quickly entered a clothing store and changed into a tracksuit.
Her slender frame and long legs were actually better accentuated by sweatpants.
The sales assistant kept complimenting her. Song Xi pretended to be a customer while covertly scanning to see if anyone was following her.
Two fans passed by the clothing store. Song Xi breathed a sigh of relief and handed over her payment code. "I'll take it."
"Certainly, miss, please wait a moment!"
Song Xi hadn't expected a tracksuit to be excessively expensive. However, when she walked out of the store and saw the balance alert from her bank card, she was stunned.
Two thousand nine hundred...
Song Xi was dumbfounded. She could have robbed them, yet they still gave her a set of clothes...
Normally, Song Xi would have immediately returned it for a refund, but the timing was wrong. With tears in her eyes, she walked forward, thinking: Fortunately, she hadn't cut off the tags... She could have Xiao Mo return the clothes tomorrow.
Song Xi planned to head back to the hotel. Unexpectedly, just a few steps away, she spotted a Japanese restaurant. Two familiar figures walked inside.
Was that Lou Yuming?
Why was he here?
Song Xi paused, her curiosity compelling her forward. She knew perfectly well she should leave quickly, but anything involving Lou Yuming made her lose all self-control, unable to dictate her own actions.
Song Xi was shocked by her own behavior.
Was she a masochist?
...She didn't like him that much, did she.