C315 Strikes

Xia Xingcheng finally found an excuse to persuade the producer to leave.

However, the thing she was afraid of still came. As expected, when she was about to exit the hotel, someone suddenly called out to her in confusion.

"Xia Xingcheng?"

Xia Xingcheng's feet habitually stopped. She had already figured out who this person was, but she could only grit her teeth and quicken her pace as she left