Ya Zhi glanced at the man who was walking his Samoyed Dog not far away, clearly preoccupied with other thoughts, but she didn't wake Ming Ge. She unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car first.
"Yeyan," Ya Zhi greeted.
The man was dressed in an elegant, casual white outfit, revealing finely-angled ankles at the hem of his pants. A metal ring was looped through one of his slender fingers, the other end attached to the neck of the fluffy white Samoyed Dog.
He approached leisurely, yet his first words upon meeting her were:
"Where is she?"
Ya Zhi patted Leo's head before standing straight up to answer the man's question, saying, "She's in the car, asleep. She must be exhausted from today's shoot..."
Ya Zhi hadn't finished speaking when Gong Yeyan decisively bypassed her and walked toward the Porsche parked in the parking lot behind her.
Ya Zhi: "..."