The pen in her hand had somehow rolled onto the floor in her panic.
Xia Yao instinctively bent her head to look at the pen that had rolled on the floor, her expression distorting in her heightened emotions. Her brain buzzed, her body tensed, her hands clenched into tight fists, and her heart felt suffocated.
Damn it, Ye Nanxun. Why was she here of all places? Why did she choose to show up now, at such a critical moment, in the meeting room during her signing session? How did she manage to do this and what was she up to next?
Was she trying to stop her from signing the contract?
No, she was determined to represent the YH brand, and she wouldn't let anyone stop her, not even Ye Nanxun.
Her agent Lu Zi, sitting next to her, didn't spare a moment to wonder why Ye Nanxun was there; she hurriedly bent over to pick up the pen on the floor, shoved it into Xia Yao's hand, and whispered in her ear, "Sign it quickly."
