"Yingluo, is that third master's call? When is he coming?" A female artiste in a white dress didn't notice Qiao Kexin's dark expression and asked curiously.
In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Qiao Kexin.
Qiao Kexin looked calm and composed as she smiled and said,"he's busy with something, so he'll come over later."
The artistes around him expressed their understanding.
Lin Yan, who was not far away, raised her eyebrows when she heard Qiao Kexin's words.
PEI Yutang couldn't have lied to her, so Qiao Kexin was obviously lying.
He was probably trying to stall for time and think of a way to call PEI Yutang over.
Sure enough, she soon saw Qiao Kexin holding her phone and sending messages.
[Qiao Kexin: Yutang, you promised me before. Are you really not going to come and accompany me?]
[PEI Yutang: I can 't.]
[Qiao Kexin: even if it's just an appearance, it's fine!] [Just 10 minutes? just 10 minutes?]