"Her lessons are starting from tomorrow. She will not be accompanying you for every gig from now on it seems," Wang Zibo announced when he saw that Chen Waan had not come downstairs for dinner. Since she had to wake up at 4 am the next day, she perhaps decided to skip the dinner and retire directly.
"Is she asleep?" Mo Yifan, who had just arrived at home after almost sixteen hours of shooting, drank a full glass of water before sitting down on the table. As usual, auntie Zhou had prepared the food according to each person's diet. Chen Waan's meal had suddenly changed. It was just yogurt and salad.
"She should be. Is she not going early morning to the dance studio? I got her schedule from Mr. Fan. They have assigned Tuo Tuo to her for taking her here and there," Wang Zibo went to the washroom to get freshened up after saying his piece. Both the men were starving.
