By this time, it was already half past eleven. Xia Siyu had arrived at the film and television base after eight, waited outside for a while, and then took a car with them to a restaurant. When they went to the restaurant, it was already after nine. They ate and drank for over an hour, and Bo Yan came out again.
Xia Siyu, aside from the airplane meal she had eaten as lunch on the flight, hadn't had dinner yet and was ravenously hungry.
The weather had turned cold again. It was okay during the day when the sun was out, but at night, with even a slight breeze blowing, it was bone-chillingly cold.
Xia Siyu was only wearing sportswear, but even her sportswear had to look good, so she only had a light jacket on. The wind blew through her, freezing her to death. She was both hungry and cold, and internally she cursed Bo Yan hundreds of times.
Humph, coming to such a godforsaken place in the dead of night, she really wanted to see who Bo Yan was waiting for!
