"How's the concert preparation coming along?"
These days, Wen Mian was completely frazzled by the concert preparations.
At the same time, she also had to look after Pei Zhiyao and Pei Qingqing's situation.
Ever since their last parting, Wen Mian had realized that Qingqing still held significant grievances against her.
That included Liang Yu, whose glares seemed to wish she could flay Wen Mian a thousand times over.
A glare sharp as a dagger shot through, landing precisely on Wen Mian.
Faced with Mo Site's inquiry, Wen Mian even felt somewhat guilty.
"I've been busy with other things these days and haven't had the time to deal with this, but don't worry, practice will be almost complete soon. You can trust me to handle things, I've never made a mistake in performance matters."
Mo Site didn't know whether to laugh or cry, unsure of how to respond.
"Of course I know, what I mean is..."
His gaze shifted away, but eventually settled back on Wen Mian.
