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On the other side, by the time the AQ press conference wrapped up, it was nearly three in the afternoon.
After stepping down from the stage and changing her clothes, Rong Yan casually put on a baseball cap and asked Estelle, “Estelle, I don’t have anything else scheduled after this, right?”
The person she asked was busily communicating with the AQ’s director about the program. Hearing her, Estelle spared a moment to reply, “No, you’re free now. But remember, filming for the program starts tomorrow, so make sure you arrive on time at the designated place tomorrow afternoon.”
The show required more than forty people to live together for a time, with the production team filming and live streaming their experience—a great way to build popularity after debuting.
“OK,” Rong Yan quickly agreed, then said to her, “Then, Estelle, I’m going to head out, I’ve got something to take care of.”
Estelle, quite satisfied with her performance at the press conference, didn’t insist on holding her back and hummed a response, “Go ahead.”
After waving goodbye to Estelle, Rong Yan hastened out.
Only after her figure had disappeared did Fu Ya coldly snort and said with a snide tone, “Weren’t we supposed to have dinner with the program’s leaders tonight? Why is she allowed to leave?”
The other two people standing beside her shrank their necks, not daring to make a sound. Estelle glanced at Fu Ya with an impatient look and retorted directly, “If you don’t want to go, you can leave too. I’m not forcing you to stay!”
The girl named Fu Ya’s delicate face instantly flushed red. She clenched her fists, wanting to lash out but not daring to completely offend Estelle. Torn between her pride and her anger, she could only hold back and coldly mock, “Well, I don’t have the kind of backing she does!”
Estelle knew she was related to one of the executives at the company—if she really didn’t have any connections, she wouldn’t have bypassed the first audition. So Estelle just replied indifferently, “Good that you know.”
Now Fu Ya’s face really turned the color of a liver in frustration, and she bit her lip in anger. Unfortunately, Estelle had no intention of paying her any attention. After speaking, she continued to confirm the itinerary with AQ’s director.
Rong Yan had no idea that after she left, Estelle had clashed with Fu Ya over defending her.
She had slipped on a white T-shirt and jeans, looking much fresher. Topped with a baseball cap that hid most of her face, she had managed to walk out without being recognized as the newcomer who had shone so brightly at the press conference.
When she reached the side of the road, she was just about to hail a taxi to pick up Baby Rong from her house.
But before she could flag down a cab, a low-key Maybach pulled up in front of her.
The car window rolled down to reveal a stunningly handsome profile!
Who else could it be but Li Shengxiao?
What was he doing here? Oh, there were still many journalists outside; if they captured a photo of his car…
Rong Yan quickly opened the car door and slipped inside. As soon as she was in, she quickly rolled up the window she had carelessly rolled down and turned to ask the distinguished man, “Li Shengxiao, what are you doing here?”
The refined and elegant man casually leaned on the car door, a black thin sweater accentuating his attractive neck, a sight subtly captivating. He reached out, pinned her against the seat, and moved his handsome face closer.
“Why didn’t you wake me up this morning?”
“Uh…” Rong Yan was taken aback by the question, then suddenly remembered the steamy scene from when she woke up that morning.
She clearly recalled that she was so tired the night before that she accidentally fell asleep after her shower. Falling asleep wasn’t the issue—the problem was waking up to a magnified handsome face right in front of her! Li Shengxiao, with his upper body bare, had been sleeping next to her even more soundly than she was, and worst of all, his hand was still resting on her waist..