"...Yeah!" A low sigh, and suddenly he felt like he'd aged ten years.
Gu Yunbo looked at him in surprise, suddenly realizing she'd still been too superficial.
Everyone has their own regrets, no matter how powerful they are. This is where Sheng Ning does so well—so well that Gu Yunbo can't help being drawn to her, can't help reining in her own coldness for her sake.
"Hello, Ms. Sheng." At some point, the host, wearing a hearty smile, had already come down while there was a performance going on onstage. "The next segment is about your collaboration with Liu. Please come backstage with me."
"Okay, okay..." Sheng Ning stood up with a squinting smile. Housekeeper Xing was carrying a big bag in his hand, full of dance gear—costumes, jewelry, shoes, and so on.
"This way, please."
"Thank you!"
