Sang Xia had been on her guard the entire morning.
During the morning shoot, his assistant, Keke, was bringing him hot water. The man hesitated for a long time before he suddenly walked over.
Sang Xia's drinking posture was slightly startled, but she did not have any other reaction, because Keke was right beside her.
Keke also looked at the unfamiliar photographer walking over and stood in front of her without leaving a trace.
"Hello, what's the matter?"
The man's line of sight went past her to look at sang Xia. He paused for a moment and said, " I want to talk to her about something.
After that, he didn't forget to add, " speak alone.
Without waiting for sang Xia's reply, Keke sized him up and said with a frown, " if you have something to say, say it here. You can't say it in private.
"I'm afraid you don't have the final say."
After he said that, Keke was about to get angry when sang Xia suddenly grabbed her hand and stopped her. Keke.
