Understandably, Shen Jingwei was rather baffled by Feng Jietang's sudden appearance at his front door.
"Jietang, why are you here?" He asked the other man. "Weren't you doing the magazine cover at a snowy mountain?"
"Yes, yes, I was."
Feng Jietang's clothing was a little more disheveled than usual. If Shen Jingwei did not know better, he might suspect Feng Jietang ran all the way here from his shooting location.
Feng Jietang crumpled his face at Shen Jingwei, looking endlessly pitiful.
"Aren't you going to ask me in?"
"Yes, of course." Shen Jingwei already retreated a step when he suddenly changed his mind. "Actually, we should go somewhere else."
Now it was Feng Jietang's turn to be baffled.
"Why???"
Shen Jingwei pursed his lips at him. He grabbed his jacket and locked the door before dragging Feng Jietang away by his wrist.
