"Ah, President Pei, what brings you here!"
At that moment,
outside the rehearsal site, Pei Zhiyao's appearance was particularly eye-catching.
The on-site producer noticed Pei Zhiyao's figure, and immediately approached him eagerly.
He, however, put on sunglasses, sparing with his words.
"Just passing by."
"You're here to see Wen Mian, aren't you? I know Miss Wen is inside, would you like me to take you in?"
The producer was familiar with Pei Zhiyao, and the rumors of his relationship with Wen Mian had reached the producer's ears.
Whether lovers or siblings, the two shared an inseparable bond.
He was certain that his eagerness to bring them together was not misplaced.
"No need."
But Pei Zhiyao waved his hand in alarm, afraid that his presence would affect Wen Mian's performance.
He simply needed to listen quietly from the side, refraining from expressing any opinion on Wen Mian's performance.
