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She hadn't expected that no sooner had she and Bo Yan stepped inside, slamming the door shut, than a loud "bang" echoed behind them, followed by a cry of "ouch." They both turned to see Wu Di had followed them.
Xia Siyu kept her composure, while Bo Yan's expression instantly turned grim.
However, his stern look could also be interpreted as protective concern, "Didn't you say your arms and legs were aching? Why aren't you resting, instead of running around?"
Wu Di indeed took it as concern. Her usual arrogance around other girls vanished, and in a second she transformed into a pitiful little thing scolded by him, "Bo, I just wanted to ask what time we're leaving tomorrow."
Bo Yan frowned slightly, although Wu Di had just come in, he was merely annoyed, rather than unhappy.
But he was still in the middle of filming the show, a live broadcast at that. Wu Di was asking about another job on the side – what would the staff and audience here think?