The two of them ate a late-night snack on the rooftop, and just after eleven, Yan Shixiu prepared to escort Miss Shi Lan back to her room to rest. That's when Sun Ling called Shi Lan.
"Boss, that big idiot Gu Chengyu is pressing your doorbell. You and Yan Shixiu shouldn't come back yet," said Sun Ling.
"Got it."
"Is he out of his mind? Ringing a female artist's door at midnight, he figures the rumors won't hurt him, right?" Sun Ling griped on the phone. "How can Gu Chengyu be such a scumbag? Who can bear this kind of harassment?"
After hanging up with Sun Ling, Shi Lan turned to Yan Shixiu: "I want to complain."
Yan Shixiu, already having a vague idea of what was happening, took Shi Lan to sit down on the lounge chairs at the observation deck: "For now, just make do with sleeping here, or would you like to go to my place?"
Shi Lan tilted her head and leaned on the lounge chair, then asked Yan Shixiu, "Do you realize how dangerous your invitation is?"
