A city bustling with prosperity, rain falling like a dream.
Jiaqi, Lan Yening, and the crew walked along a street filled with the lively scent of food stalls.
"Xiao Ning, thank you. If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't have made it through today."
"It's no big deal. We're all newcomers; we should help each other."
Lan Yening's lips curved upward, like the gentle flow of spring water. He gave the other a warm smile.
Jiaqi felt a sudden shyness; this young man was simply too beautiful.
"Xiao Ning, you should eat more regularly."
"What's wrong?"
"You're a bit too thin."
After Jiaqi said this, her tone turned playful: "You must have a lot of girls around you, right?"
This time, Lan Yening's face flushed: "No, not at all! I wouldn't dare. A crowd of fans keeps such a close watch on me, they'd probably stick cameras on me if they could."
"Then why are you so skinny?"
"For the sake of looking good on camera, and besides, I'm still growing taller."
