"Ask the production team or someone else."
Yin Dailan had an epiphany, quickly grabbed her phone from the sofa, turned it back on, and started making calls.
After asking around, she finally obtained the contact information for the other party's agent, and uncharacteristically, under her boyfriend's gaze, she dialed the number with a squeezed out affectionate smile, "Ms. Xia, right? This is Yin Dailan, is Zhu Xuan there? I need to talk to her about something..."
"Zhu Xuan isn't here."
The tone of the person on the other end was neither cold nor warm.
Yin Dailan suppressed her embarrassment, "Then when is she free? I'll call back later."
"If Miss Yin has something to say, you can tell me directly, I will pass on the message."
"It's nothing much, Ms. Xia, please bother yourself to pass a message to Zhu Xuan for me, ask her to call me back when she has the time, thank you."