Her instincts were right. It was Mo Liuxi.
He couldn't be staying on the same floor as her.
Yan Su froze without daring to look back. She didn't want to run into him like this after they hadn't seen each other for so long. It would be extremely awkward for him to see her in such pretentious poses.
The footsteps were drawing closer now, but her photographer was used to people watching him work. He prompted her again, "Susu, don't move around. Yes, maintain that pose."
"..."
Yan Su was going crazy in her mind. She had to maintain this pose with her hair all tousled and messy.
"Liuxi, come here a sec. Someone's taking photos." It was the gentle voice of a woman.
"Okay," the man answered softly. It was an alluring voice even though he didn't say much.
Jiaojiao saw him immediately but acted as if everything was peachy keen. "Hello, Mr. Mo. It's been a while," she chirped.
