Qiao Xi, wearing a mask and a hat, got out of the car.
Shen Dang clenched his fist and lightly punched the steering wheel.
He narrowed his eyes, watching with a cold and handsome expression as Qiao Xi's figure walked away, his elegant brows slightly furrowed.
He had to come up with a plan.
While Qiao Xi sat waiting with a few other judges for the show to start filming, their discussion was interrupted by a knock on the office door.
A staff member stood at the door, his gaze landing precisely on Qiao Xi: "Teacher Qiao, our producer would like to see you."
Why would the producer want to see her?
Though puzzled, Qiao Xi still stood up and followed the staff member out.
"Which producer is looking for me?"
Qiao Xi's high heels clicked elegantly on the marble floor of the corridor, her voice clear and her stride graceful, bathed in the overhead light, appearing even more slender and beautiful.
This was a woman whose every hair seemed to glow.
"It's Producer Qiu."