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Shen Mubei opened his mouth to ask about Xiao Qing's situation, but after thinking for a while, he gave up.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go in and see the producer first." Qiao Weiyang nodded and turned to leave.

Shen Mubei reached out to touch the brooch. His fingers subconsciously rubbed against it as he lowered his head in deep thought.

Zhao Xinshu was still resting in the dressing room.

After her manager went out to help her ask about the situation for a while, she came back with a bad expression. "Xinshu, do you know who I met?"

"Who is it?" Zhao Xinshu was filling in her eyebrows, and her tone was a little casual.

"I saw Qiao Weiyang talking to President Shen just now, but I didn't dare to get too close. I think I heard them talking about the brooch. President Shen seemed to have asked if Qiao Weiyang gave him the brooch."