The storm had passed…
As Lu Tingxiao was kissing the girl, his nervous, floating heart came back to him.
Ning Xi tilted her head and looked at him impressively. "Lu Tingxiao, I never knew that you could act so well. I almost lost my job to you!"
"I’ve got a great teacher to thank," Lu Tingxiao replied.
"You even have a teacher!? Who is it? How do I not know about it?" Ning Xi asked curiously.
"You."
"Me?"
"I read through all the books and notes that you left with me," Lu Tingxiao said.
Ning Xi was utterly speechless at this point.
From learning about acting techniques to preparing the mask he donned every day, there were so many things to be done. It would take at least a few months to do all of that…
Lu Tingxiao had probably started working on it the moment he got back from Philadelphia.
