"Xiao Qian, are you okay? We've entered the venue now, it's all good." Monica also stopped, looking at Xia Qingqian, taking in her nervousness.
She shook her head, "I'm fine, thank you."
"You're the spokesperson for HDC520 now, you need to maintain your image. Look at Yao, he's looking over here now." Monica gestured in the direction of Beitang Yao.
Xia Qingqian followed her direction and looked over, meeting Beitang Yao's indifferent gaze. A strange feeling surged from within her heart.
The hand she was holding with Monica's subconsciously tightened, and she turned to look at Monica, whispering, "Monica, I'm really a bit nervous..."
"Are you thinking of backing out?" Monica revealed a slight smile, but heard her shake her head and sigh softly: "Don't overthink, you're Yao's person. These photographers are very professional, they'll surely capture your best side." Monica thought Xia Qingqian was worried about this.
