"OK."
Xiao Yanyan made an OK sign with her hand, turned her head to wave at Su Yin and the others, and walked towards Lu Li's studio.
Ning Yue watched her departing figure, suddenly reached out, and firmly grasped Su Yin's hand, a flash of panic crossing her eyes.
"Yinyin, I don't know why, but I keep having a really bad premonition?"
With a worried frown, Su Yin placed her hand on Ning Yue's shoulder and gently patted, comforting her, "Don't think too much. We'll just wait here for Yanyan. She won't be in any danger."
Ning Yue's tight frown slowly relaxed, then she turned her gaze back to Lu Li's studio, hoping she was just overthinking.
Feng Yuan took out her phone, pressed the speaker function, using still the same old method.
Soon the conversation between Xiao Yanyan and Lu Li came through on the other end of the phone call.
Xiao Yanyan still dressed in her ladylike fashion today, her soft long hair and light makeup giving her an innocent appearance.