Su Jianlin gave Fang Yi a meaningful glance, telling him to stop talking. Didn't he know what Zhou Ye was going through? Wasn't saying this just a stab to his heart?
Couldn't he see that he was deliberately speaking out to cheer up Zhou Ye?
"Heh," Zhou Ye gave a brief snort, his voice betraying neither happiness nor anger: "I'm not familiar with Xingze either, and if the company wants to promote him, it has nothing to do with me. After all, the team is going to be disbanded today, right? Fang Yi."
Fang Yi guessed that Zhou Ye must be jealous, which was why he was pretending not to care. He vaguely responded, "Maybe. Let's see what happens after tonight."
The group entered the rehearsal room.
On the other side, a female assistant led Jiang Nanshu to a small room, gave her some instructions, and then left.
She had also received a message to wait there for Zhou Ye to come; there might be work to do later, so she had to keep an eye on Zhou Ye.
