Outside the gate, Song Yaoyao saw the idiot, Huo Ningxi, looking around.
She leisurely sipped on her milk tea. The sweet flavor made her close her eyes in pleasure.
Song Jingwan waited for a long time, but she did not hear Song Yaoyao say what she wanted to hear.
She pinched her palms and took a deep breath. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Song Yaoyao pull out a stack of papers from her backpack, and watched as she slowly flipped through them.
In an instant, Song Jingwan's eyes fell upon the papers. "Is that the script for Ride the Wind?"
Song Yaoyao's lips curved. "Yes, is there a problem?"
Her voice was soft as she tilted her head and stared straight at Song Jingwan.
Song Jingwan licked her lips. "Are you really familiar with Director Kang?"
"Hmmm...I wouldn't say so." Song Yaoyao smiled. "But he keeps bothering me and telling me to act in his film even though I'm not interested in acting~"
