A bit sensitive, cough cough.
She scooted back, "Drive carefully."
"No problem," Yan Nansheng said, his gaze mischievously fixed on her as he added, "Your boyfriend here is an old-hand at driving."
Feng Yanyan: "..."
**
Soon, Friday afternoon arrived.
Feng Yanyan got to the auditorium early and found it had undergone a complete transformation. There were banners, streamers, balloons... even badges and other fan support items—it did look quite professional.
"Yanyan!" Ke Li walked over, dressed in a shirt and tie.
He was already tall and had fair skin. With this attire, he truly looked graceful and elegantly handsome. Feng Yanyan noticed that quite a few girls in the vicinity were stirringly excited by his arrival.
"You sit here." Ke Li led her to the front, and the seat he arranged for her turned out to be right in the middle of the second row.
Apart from the judges in the first row, her seat arguably had the best view.
