"You're going to do it?" Ben Shaming raised an eyebrow at Xue Jiangqiu, then suddenly sneered, "Forget it. I'll find another place."
As he spoke, he didn't even look at Yan Yu and just turned away to leave.
Yan Yu felt as if a lump of cotton was stuck in her chest, while Xue Jiangqiu was even more baffled.
It wasn't until Ben Shaming's figure faded into the distance that Xue Jiangqiu hesitantly asked, "Do you... know him?"
Yan Yu sighed and gave a vague explanation, "He's a model at Yan Jian's studio. He had a minor disagreement with Yan Jian, and I was trying to persuade him to go back to work."
"Oh." Xue Jiangqiu exhaled a long breath of relief, smiled, and patted her on the shoulder, "You're always such a kind girl. Alright, don't take it to heart. Let's get ready."
