"Hmm, take good care of her. Linglong is such a gentle child, I'm afraid she might do something rash..." Xu Nuo said, pausing deliberately and looking uneasily at Ye Huang.
There was no need for her to say more.
With just two minutes to go, the staff urging the performers to get ready had already come over several times, stamping their feet outside the make-up room—if Ye Huang weren't there, they would have lost their temper long ago.
Everyone thought it was over, and the crew had even notified the next group to be on standby.
Just then, the door to the changing room opened, and Ye Linglong came out with a smile on her face. She ran over and took Zhou Ximing's hand: "Hurry, it's our turn to be on standby."
"Okay." Zhou Ximing, relieved, immediately ran off to the standby area with Ye Linglong.
Xu Nuo's eyes widened in astonishment: "Linglong, she..."