Throwing Rocks on Your Own Feet

Ning Meng was slightly stunned.

Both of them had not said a single word toward each other ever since that morning. She had decided to slowly put out the small flame in the recesses of her heart. However, after she had seen the diamond earrings, that small flame had resurrected. She was thinking that perhaps she had misunderstood something somewhere.

While she was thinking about how to break the ice, she would never have thought that he would take the initiative to send her a text. Furthermore, this text meant that he was here in the live show, right?

Ning Meng turned her head to look behind her. The competition had started, so the lights were turned off in the arena. To be seated at the most front of the VIP area, one could only see pitch-black darkness when they turned around. Any activities could not be seen clearly in this kind of surrounding.

Ning Meng paused for a while and then returned the text: [VIP area.]