In the afternoon, Yan Luoxi was in a terrible state, her mind wandering frequently, and her scene with Qing Junxiu ended up a total mess, which infuriated Qing Junxiu. However, looking at her absent face, he could not vent his burning frustration.
Zheng Xuecheng had no other choice but to let her go rest.
As she left the set with Bai Xiao and walked out of Imperial Capital University, a middle-aged man in his forties hurried towards them, "Miss Yan, President Fu is waiting for you in the car."
Yan Luoxi frowned, following the direction his finger pointed, she saw a Mercedes parked by the roadside, and through the lowered car window, she saw Fu Xuan sitting inside.
After sixteen years of no contact, now that she had grown up, did it make any sense for her to eagerly come forth?
"I don't have time," Yan Luoxi rejected coldly.
