"But…"
"Baby, I know you must have a lot of questions now. Don't worry, I'll tell you what you want to know. You're not in a hurry, right?"
"There's no rush…"
"We'll talk about it when we meet, alright?"
Qiao Mianmian said, "…Alright."
Mo Yesi hung up.
Qiao Mianmian stood in place holding her cell phone, confusion still lingering in her eyes.
Mo Yesi's words had piqued her curiosity. She was extremely curious about that MR.S.
She had a strange premonition.
She felt that MR.S might be someone she knew.
…
Qiao Mianmian returned to the venue after calling Mo Yesi.
The stage was giving out the Best Song of the Year Award.
The guest presenter was Shen Fei.
She took a letter from the emcee, opened it, and took out a piece of paper with the winner's name.
Shen Fei glanced at the letter and slowly looked up with a meaningful smile.
