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"Ah, Sini, Shuning, you’re here."
Cheng Producer smiled and stood up as soon as he saw the two enter, eagerly introducing them to Lo Ye, who was seated on the sofa.
At that moment, Lo Ye turned his gaze towards them.
She was looking at him too.
Feeling her gaze, he nodded slightly in her direction as a gesture of politeness.
Today, her outfit was quite different from that night; she wore a long khaki trench coat that accentuated her slender figure, and the nude high heels seemed to Lo Ye as if they could easily puncture the floor.
It was a sophisticated look suitable for work.
Sini took a moment to assess the man before her. It was part of her professional instinct; she always sought to gauge first impressions upon meeting someone.
She had to admit, the man exuded a unique charm. As a musician, he must be professional, but with her years of experience as a manager, she sensed that he would also excel as an actor—or perhaps an idol would find it even easier to succeed.
He was entirely different from the trendy young stars currently popular in the industry; his aura resembled that of a male protagonist described in Road Literature, radiating an undeniable masculine allure.
Sini suddenly felt a twinge of regret for not having met him earlier; she would have undoubtedly gone all out to make him her artist.
"Shuning, this is Lo Ye from Wilderness, who will be performing the OST for our drama."
"Hello, Teacher He," he said, his eyes fixed on her as he extended his hand.
"Hello, Teacher Luo." She wasn't sure if she had concealed the emotions in her eyes; at that moment, when she looked directly at him, her heart raced uncontrollably despite her efforts to stay calm.
She quickly withdrew her hand, feeling as cold as usual.
In contrast, Lo Ye's hand was warm and dry. She craved that sensation but fought hard to keep it hidden.
She thought to herself that she must be losing her mind, developing feelings for a stranger she had only met once.
Oh no, today was their second meeting.
She wanted to be near him, or more absurdly, she wanted to be with him.
During the subsequent conversation, He Shuning felt as if her soul had already fled; she hardly grasped what they were discussing. All she noticed was when they reached the point of "pleasant cooperation," and she saw him nod gently in agreement.
"You two should exchange contact information; it would be easier to communicate while recording," Cheng Producer suggested smoothly.
As Sini reached for her phone, He Shuning didn't hesitate to pull out her own phone.
"I'll add you, and I hope you'll take care of me in the future."
Sini couldn't help but glance at her, puzzled by this unusual gesture. It was always others who took the initiative to add her on WeChat, and she knew she was smiling, though she wasn't sure if it appeared natural in his eyes.
He seemed to slightly curve his lips and then readily scanned the code to add her.
His profile picture was a golden expanse of wilderness—simple yet romantic.
"Since we are fated to meet, let me treat everyone to a meal."
Cheng, the Producer, had always excelled in interpersonal relations. Dining together was one of the best ways to bridge distances between people.
Sini caught a glimpse of He Shuning beside her. Although she wore no particular expression, their time spent together had taught Sini that those eyes could reveal her emotions.
Lo Ye was about to refuse; everyone was still waiting for him at home. Before he could speak, however, his agent chimed in first.
"We hope Teacher Luo will be gracious. Our Shuning still needs your guidance in this area."
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