Regarding Luo Ai'ai's gaze, Xia Liyou only let it revolve in her mind for a moment before pushing it behind her, not dwelling on it further.
She might be thankful, or perhaps resentful, or maybe just simply looking at her, but no matter what, it has no real impact on her.
Because, she really didn't mean to help her.
Perhaps at the time, she was just caught in some bizarre spell.
After finishing her scenes, Xia Liyou went into the makeup room, preparing to ask the makeup artist Yao to help her remove her makeup. But upon entering, she found that Luo Ai'ai was the only one in there.
She glanced outside just as the stage manager came over, so she pulled him aside and asked, "Where did Yao go?"
"Her? She was here just a moment ago. Isn't she inside?"
Xia Liyou gestured toward Luo Ai'ai, her shoulders tense, indicating that there was no one else there besides Luo Ai'ai.
