Ren Feng turned his head, smiling, "Yuqi, you're back?"
The smile was extremely sincere, but Mo Yuqi still huffed and said, "How... how do you know about the birthmark on my thigh?"
After she said it, Mo Yuqi's face turned red. No one else had ever seen the birthmark on her thigh.
Ren Feng blinked, "I accidentally saw it, you know, last time when we were stuck in the hotel being chased by the paparazzi, don't worry, I only glanced at it. I assure you, I didn't see anything else."
Mo Yuqi's face turned beet red, while Zhan Yuwei laughed and said, "Alright, Yuqi, you should come over later; we still need to reshoot a few scenes."
"Okay."
Zhan Yuwei got up and left, and Mo Yuqi, blushing, said, "Ren Feng, I have to go film now. I won't be free until the day after tomorrow."
"Alright." Ren Feng nodded, smiling. "Okay, I'll ask you out then."
Meanwhile, in the hospital, Huang Shaowei, battered like a pig's head, was quickly sent to the emergency room.
