However, the man in front of him quickly stopped and took off his mask.

"Nanhe, what are you doing here?"

Nanhe put her mask back on, leaned against the wall, and asked, "I came to have dinner with friends. I saw your back and followed you."

People were constantly coming and going nearby. Nanhe looked back, then reached out and grasped Wen Yixing's wrist. "Sister Yixing, let's find somewhere else to talk."

Before Wen Yixing could react, she was pulled into the quiet stairwell at the back.

Nanhe lowered his eyes and met Wen Yixing's gaze. He explained, "There are too many people. I'm afraid of being seen."

There was a faint echo in the stairwell, and the light was dim.

However, Wen Yixing was still quite clear-headed at this moment, and she nodded, "Indeed."

Nanhe: "You came with friends too?"

Wen Yixing: "Yeah, I'm having dinner with my colleagues."

After saying that, she asked again, "And you?"

Nanhe laughed: "Me too."

"It's so late, do you want me to take you home?" Nanhe asked.

"No need, someone's coming to pick me up." Wen Yixing smiled. "Thank you. By the way, what's your idea for that variety show? I think it's a really good one. If you perform well..."

"Sister Yixing," Nanhe interrupted her somewhat helplessly, "I don't want to talk about work right now."

Wen Yixing fell silent.

Nanhe frowned and asked, "You just said someone is coming to pick you up. Who is coming to pick you up?"

Wen Yixing: "Friend."

Nanhe: "A woman?"

Wen Yixing: "...Hmm."

Hearing Wen Yixing say this, Nanhe felt slightly relieved. He thought for a moment and then asked, "Sister Yixing, I still want to ask, is your marriage partner Fang...?"

Before Nanhe could finish speaking, Wang Shiqing's voice came from outside: "Sister Yixing, have you left?"

Wen Yixing looked up at Nanhe. She understood what Nanhe wanted to ask, and there was no need to hide it now. She answered, "It was him."

Nanhe then asked, "What about Shen Jingshao?"

Wen Yixing paused for a moment, then calmly looked up at Nanhe.

Nanhe realized that he had asked too many questions. Shen Jingshao had only ever watched her from afar before, and he had almost never dared to get close to Wen Yixing. Perhaps Wen Yixing didn't even know him.

Nanhe probed, "You don't know each other?"

Before Wen Yixing could speak, Wang Shiqing's voice came from outside again. Wen Yixing said softly, "My friend is still waiting for me outside. I'll go over first."

Nanhe snapped out of her daze: "Okay, call me when you get home."

Wen Yixing nodded: "Okay, you should get some rest too."

Nanhe smiled and said, "Okay."