Yin Qin gave a self-deprecating smile.
He accepted Ji Baixing's bowl and chopsticks.
What expectations could he have now?
Becoming friends with Ji Baixing calmly and peacefully was their best choice.
He quickly finished his breakfast.
Ji Baixing looked at his rushed manner of eating and laughed, "Are you in such a hurry?"
"I have a meeting later and a live show tonight. I don't think it will go smoothly," Yin Qin replied frankly. His budding feelings were swept away.
For him, tonight was a matter of life and death.
If tonight's show doesn't reach a certain rating, it would be tough for the upcoming ones to recover.
Ji Baixing was well aware of Yin Qin's current predicament. She didn't say much, "Drive carefully. Here are my car keys. You can go first. I'll come later in the studio car."
"Alright." Yin Qin did not refuse.
After he had breakfast, he took Ji Baixing's car keys and drove away.