Capital City was only so big. Cheng Yue had considered the possibility of running into Fang Zhiyou again, but never in his wildest dreams had he imagined it would happen in circumstances like these.
The man's coarse shouting echoed through the spacious hotel lobby.
Cheng Yue paused for only a moment, shook the water off his hands, then looked away and walked over to Ji Huaijin.
His appearance also caught Fang Zhiyou, standing among the crowd, completely off guard. His whole body jolted.
"Why didn't you dry your hands?"
Ji Huaijin took a tissue from the counter, held his wrist, and carefully wiped away the water.
Cheng Yue playfully tickled his palm with his fingertips. "I didn't want to keep you all waiting."
Ji Huaijin caught those restless fingers, a low chuckle rumbling in his throat. "Don't worry. I'll wait for you, however long it takes."
Cheng Yue's eyes curved into crescents. With a sweet tongue like that, no wonder you've got a boyfriend!
The romantic atmosphere around them made the noisy argument a few feet away seem all the more crude and ugly.
Fang Zhiyou lowered his head in humiliation, only for his agent to shove him. "Go on, calm Boss Wang down!"
When he still didn't move, his agent glared at him and threatened in a lowered voice, "Don't you want the role? Don't forget, three others from your intake are watching like hawks, waiting for their chance."
Without waiting for a response, his agent went forward, bowing and scraping as he coaxed, "Don't be angry, Boss Wang. We can just go somewhere else..."
Left behind, Fang Zhiyou watched his agent's fawning behavior and squeezed his eyes shut.
The mere thought of Cheng Yue witnessing all of this made him want to turn around and leave immediately.
But