069 Han Bi and Warming 2
, all of his attention was drawn to Warmth and so he missed out on seeing her abilities.Ye Feimo smiled as he glanced at her; Warmth said with a smile, "I’m not jealous at all. I’m just happy for Sist...069 Han Bi and Warmth 2
Warmth smiled brightly, "Thank you, you're really nice."
Gu Rui gave a significant smile, "Are you truly a fan of Miss Han"
"Of course."
He smiled without speaking, and Han Bi asked, "Where should I send the signed poster Should I deliver it to An Ning International"
"No need, no need to trouble him. You can just send it to..." Warm thought that she would be staying with Ye Fei Mo during her summer break, so she said, "You can send it to Room 45 of Mingcheng. Otherwise, I can come and pick it up from your studio."
Room 45...of Mingcheng
Even though the pale color of her face had been concealed with makeup, Warm noticed a flicker of pain and hopelessness in Han Bi's eyes that was so quick she almost missed it. She felt slightly surprised but before she could look again, there was nothing left to see.
Gu Rui laughed even more enigmatically.
"Alright, I'll have my assistant deliver it," Han Bi said softly.
The ever charismatic Han Bi was suddenly enveloped by a melancholy atmosphere at that moment. Her gaze was filled with sorrow, making her appear pitifully charming and evoking sympathy from others.
She was accustomed to being in front of the camera, so every expression she made was breathtakingly beautiful.
Is she too sensitive
She glanced at Ye Feimo beside her. His gaze was always as cold as the moon, his face expressionless and wooden. Looking at Han Bi, he spoke in a tone as still as dead water, "Miss Han, your acting skills are getting better; you're almost indistinguishable from reality."
"Acting" Han Bi raised her eyes to look at Ye Feimo. Her watery eyes were filled with self-mockery, as if she had suffered some great hurt, causing her hand to tremble lightly, leaving others puzzled.
Wasn't Ye Feimo praising herreunification with ease, speaking in a logical manner as if telling an engaging story.They walked for an hour; both Mo Yao and White Willow felt a bit tired. Either they should return home or take som...