52 EIGHTH STAR

"I bought for everyone." Xiao Zhan's teeth showed as his tongue peeked out in quiet nervousness. "I made soup for you, though. Pork rib soup."

"Just for me?"

Xiao Zhan's shoulders hunched, unable to hide his shyness. Yibo wasn't accustomed to him being this shy, but he loved it. He hated that Guo Cheng was right next to them able to see Xiao Zhan's softness, hated that they weren't together and just friends who weren't really friends.

Guo Cheng waved, voice raising next to Yibo. "Hello Xiao Zhan. It's nice to see you. Thanks for bringing us food. Warm food. We're all dying."

Xiao Zhan laughed, won over by Guo Cheng's annoying charm. "It was no bother."

It was a bother. Yibo refrained from saying so. Xiao Zhan didn't have to bring food for the cast or even take Yibo up on his offer and show up to a drama series being produced by his ex-husband's company – a fact Yibo tried greatly to forget but failed.