Xia Fanxing did want to refuse Han Feng.
She had always believed that the past was in the past and that there was no need to bring it up again.
But seeing Han Feng's manner, even if she refused, he seemed unlikely to let it go.
Just then, Lin Yao returned, "Xingxing, there's an issue at my studio, and I think I need to go check on it, which means I can't join you for dinner."
Only then did she realize Han Feng was also there.
She instantly became guarded, "Why are you here? Are you following us?"
Han Feng shook his head in explanation, "No, Miss Lin, it's just a coincidence, please don't misunderstand."
Lin Yao quickly took Xia Fanxing's hand and headed towards the door, "Xingxing, I'll take you home first."
Xia Fanxing gently patted Lin Yao's hand and reassured her, "It's all right, you've got an emergency at the studio, go ahead, I just happen to have something to discuss with Han Feng."
"You want to talk to him, are you sure?" Lin Yao looked at Xia Fanxing worriedly.
