Han Xianyu followed her line of sight. “What are you looking at?”
Ye Wanwan quickly moved to block Han Xianyu’s eyes and asked him, “Xianyu, can you help me with something?”
Han Xianyu replied, “Of course!”
Ye Wanwan requested, “Can I borrow the venue’s acoustic equipment?”
Han Xianyu didn’t ask Ye Wanwan about what she wanted to do with it and answered promptly, “Of course you can. The equipment hasn’t been moved yet, so I can just let them know.”
Ye Wanwan was immensely grateful. “Thank you!”
…
A moment later, Ye Wanwan re-entered the stage with a microphone in her hand.
A bright spotlight landed on Ye Wanwan.
Nameless Nie was sitting on the high wall, tears streaming and nose sniffling as the cold wind whipped past him.
“Um, Ancestor, are we done yet?”
Ye Wanwan was gone already, so what in the world was he looking at?
Nameless Nie was about to continue when a circle of light suddenly appeared on the stage, and a person appeared under the light.
It was Ye Wanwan holding a microphone.
Nameless Nie was full of surprise. “Ah! Boss Ye!”
He naturally had no idea Ye Wanwan already noticed him on the wall…
Nameless Nie’s eyes were focused on the stage, so he didn’t see the disbelief and surprise on Little Devil’s face when he saw Ye Wanwan suddenly appearing again.
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