บท 186: Explosive! Could It Be God Su? (1)

"Ah, he's my younger brother," Si Fuqing said, partially blocking the view of Su Yang, who was still heavily covered, only his beautiful eyes visible.

His cold gaze met the producer's, devoid of even a perfunctory smile.

The producer nodded, not pressing further, "As long as Miss Si is prepared, we can rest easy. Please be assured, there will be no more issues like this in future performances."

"Don't be so certain," Si Fuqing glanced at him, "You're also a worker, not the boss who calls the shots."

The producer accepted this reality silently.

"Did Miss Si find a suitable band?" the producer asked attentively, "Are all the instruments ready?"

"No need," Su Yang finally spoke, his voice cold yet delicate, "We brought our own."

The producer took another look at him, feeling a chill under Su Yang's icy stare, and quickly excused himself.

Si Fuqing, accompanied by Su Yang, left for the instrument preparation area.