Ms. Lady-of-many-faces, Shen Xi, helplessly waited until Song Wenye turned off the waterworks before asking, "I recall that you have a New Year countdown event to record today. Can you go on with the show if you keep on crying?"
Shen Xi had never heard Song Wenye's wails, and the latter was even too choked up to talk. Shen Xi was touched that Song Wenye was crying for her sake.
"I'll stop crying. We're performing the finale, so it's going to be a few hours before we hit the stage. My eyes won't be swollen by then." Song Wenye wiped away her tears amid sobs. With her mind harking back to her earlier actions, Song Wenye cleared her throat to hide her embarrassment. "I got to go. I'll fly straight home to find you after my shoot. I don't think you're going to the Fu residence just yet, right?"
"No. I'm at home." Shen Xi added. "Are you coming back with my brother?"
