Before she could finish speaking, Song Xi suddenly moved to cover her mouth, then said to Xiao Mo and Mi Xuan's assistant, "I need to have a chat with Teacher Mi. You wait here!"
Mi Xuan gave her assistant a look, and the latter didn't follow.
To avoid being overheard again, Song Xi took Mi Xuan directly into her room.
She took off her mask. Although her eyes were a little cold, her tone was not questioning. "Didn't you say you didn't hear anything?"
Mi Xuan, on the other hand, casually surveyed her room. Everything was neatly arranged, and it was very clean.
She plopped down on the sofa and crossed her legs. "Yeah, there were some things I didn't hear."
"...What's your zodiac sign?"
"Scorpio."
...As expected, the same as Lou Yuming.
"Do you have anything to drink? I'm thirsty." She was quite unceremonious.
Song Xi suppressed her irritation and got her a bottle of juice from the refrigerator.
She probably harbored no ill will, otherwise the director would be looking for her by now.
Mi Xuan inserted the straw, took a sip, and suddenly asked, "What does your boyfriend look like? Is he handsome?"
Song Xi frowned. "Why are you asking that?"
"Curiosity." To see if he's good enough for you.
Mi Xuan was a sucker for good looks.
Song Xi didn't answer her question. Although Mi Xuan had no ill will, they weren't close enough for her to tell her such things. They had barely spoken a few words to each other.
Seeing that she wasn't going to answer, Mi Xuan didn't press. She bit down on the straw and said, "By the way, do you have any bad blood with Qin Feng?"
Song Xi's expression froze. "Why would you ask that?"
Mi Xuan licked her lips and found the juice quite good. "...He said he had a move up his sleeve to deal with you."
Mi Xuan wasn't an idiot. Qin Feng's sudden appearance and words were clearly problematic. In the show, the only people he had any entanglement with were Ye Tian and Song Xi from the same team.
Whether it was one of them, since they were on the same team, it would be disadvantageous.
Song Xi also fell into thought. A move up his sleeve? Could it be that Qin Feng intended to do something during the public performance?
"Oh, right, let's add each other on WeChat."
Song Xi didn't refuse. After all, knowing one more person in this industry would be beneficial to her.
Mi Xuan couldn't help but curl her lips upwards. "Yay! Added a beautiful girl's WeChat!"
"Thanks for the juice!"
She took a big gulp of the last sip, and suddenly, a man walked out of the bathroom directly in front of her.
His shoulders were broad, his waist narrow, forming an inverted triangle. What was even more devastating was that the man was bare-chested, with only a white towel wrapped around his lower body.
Holy crap!!!!!
Mi Xuan couldn't help but let out a "Pfft!"
The yellow juice shot out like a fountain. Due to the person's extreme agitation, the spray distance was beyond imagination. The man's freshly washed body was also unfortunately doused.
Lou Yuming: "..."
Song Xi: "..."
It's over.
Song Xi swallowed nervously, watching the man's expression grow increasingly dark. With lightning speed, she shoved Mi Xuan out the door.
Bang!
The door was slammed shut.
Mi Xuan dazedly wiped the juice from the corner of her mouth.
...So handsome.
She approved of this marriage!
Inside the room.
Song Xi's heart pounded wildly.
"Lou..." She had only uttered the first syllable when the man turned and headed back towards the bathroom.
"Bang—!"
He slammed the door with a deafening bang.
Song Xi, still trembling, walked to the refrigerator and threw the remaining four bottles of juice into the trash can.
...She probably wouldn't drink this brand again in the future.
This time, Lou Yuming spent a full two hours in the shower.
He wasn't a severe germaphobe, but he couldn't tolerate a strange woman spraying juice on him!
Emerging from the bathroom, Lou Yuming's face was still as dark as King Yama's.
Song Xi, knowing she was in the wrong, went to appease him.
She even placed the trash can by his feet and said, "See? For you, I'll never drink their juice again."
Lou Yuming's face was taut, making his jawline appear exceptionally sharp. He kicked the trash can away. "Get lost."
Song Xi also kicked the trash can, "Right! Get lost!"
Lou Yuming was amused by her antics, and a hint of softening appeared on his icy expression.
Song Xi immediately acted servile and went to get the hairdryer.
Lou Yuming didn't refuse. He relished her appeasement. After having coaxed her so many times, it was time for her to coax him.