"I'm also concerned in business, moron!" Mei Xing roared, feeling insulted by Yan Feng's last word, she imagined why he was saying such even though she wasn't a business personnel like him. "You really want me to get you punished, Xing'er?" Yan Feng asked, giving her a close look. Mei Xing nodded roughly, swallowing all insulting words that we're about to escape from her lips. Yan Feng eye immediately turn calm and gentle.
"I was invited to your second shooting in the Black Eagle, which would take place by next month time," Yan Feng explained, leaving Mei Xing dumbfounded. Thousand of questions flooded her brain like erosion, making her totally confused. "You were invited to my shooting which will take place in the Black Eagle studio by next month...why?" Yan Feng nodded slightly with his expression blank as he gaze at her.
