Zhuang Xuejun finished speaking and walked towards Huang Wenan.
Xia Weibao was still worried and did not leave.
She found a place to sit down right on set and kept her eyes on Zhuang Xuejun.
Huang Wenan was surprisingly well-behaved, only daring to steal a few glances but not making any moves.
Only then did Xia Weibao feel relieved.
She looked around, saw that people were coming and going, and then turned to head back to the makeup room to rest.
The makeup room was empty since everyone else was outside.
After she had sat for a while, Han Luoqi entered.
He still had that arrogant expression, as if it cost him two hundred and fifty.
The two exchanged glances, and since neither cared for the other, they didn't even bother with greetings.
Xia Weibao shifted her gaze away and took out her phone to scroll through Weibo.
As soon as Han Luoqi's face darkened, he scoffed and entered his private makeup room inside.
