Xiao Moli chuckled lightly, enjoying the tease that made her blush, "Do you want me to come with you?"
"No need, you'd definitely get blocked even worse if you went out."
An Ziqi stuffed the phone back into his hand and hurried towards the outside.
Not many in the industry knew about the close relationship between Tianxing and An Ziqi. This banquet, Tianxing was the only artist invited to attend, and naturally, the media were curious, barraging her with questions at the door with their cameras and mics at the ready.
Tianxing was trapped by the crowd of media, unable to move an inch.
It wasn't until An Ziqi appeared that the media let her go. An Ziqi cooperated with the media for photos, answered a few questions, and was about to take Tianxing inside when she saw Mu Qing at the entrance, squeezed in the middle of a group of fans and visibly frowning.
She seemed to be anxiously calling out something, but with the crowd shouting so loudly, nobody paid her any attention.
