A pair of deep, dark and cold eyes appeared in Nan Zhi's mind.
Everytime she met with difficulties, he would help.
Was it him who helped her get past this crisis?
"Sister Zhi, are you all right?" Xia Xi crouched in front of Nan Zhi and asked with concern.
Nan Zhi nodded. "I'm all right."
"The awards ceremony is about to start. Let's go over now!"
"Okay."
…
In another lounge.
Lin Wanyue heard from her assistant about Du Xiwen being encircled by the reporters and her exquisite eyebrows furrowed in concern.
Du Xiwen had always been cautious, how could the media have found out?
"Sister Wanyue, this is the coffee you wanted." The assistant handed Lin Wanyue the coffee. "I saw An Xiaolin when I was coming over. I'm guessing she was the one who called the reporters."
Lin Wanyue took a sip of the coffee and a complicated look flashed past her eyes. An Xiaolin was also Nan Yao's informer.