Xia Wanwan had never imagined that she would one day actually meet Olivia in person. When she saw the other party converse with Xi Muchen in fluent Chinese, she was utterly stunned.
"Muchen, your wife is very beautiful," Olivia praised generously.
"Yes," Xi Muchen nodded and replied, "She likes you very much."
"Hello," Xia Wanwan was brought back to reality by his remark and eagerly greeted Olivia, "My name is Xia Wanwan. I'm a fan of yours, and I really love your ballet."
"Muchen told me that you like ballet very much," Olivia said warmly. "Since you're here, would you like to come see where we've been practicing these last few days?"
"Eh?" Xia Wanwan asked, somewhat surprised, "May I?"
"Of course," Olivia said enthusiastically.
Xia Wanwan had never seen such a beautiful dance studio. It had a clear glass exterior, and everything inside was pristine white. The studio was filled with large floor-to-ceiling windows, outside of which was a vast expanse of sea.
