Song Ci'an went to work the next day, and she was nervous about whether she would meet Yan Jin along the way, but fortunately she returned to her workstation.

I heard that Yan Jin flew abroad last night to attend a multinational company meeting, and it is estimated that he will not be in the company for a week.

Song Ja'an was a little happy to hear the news, and when she looked back, she felt like she was running away from the problem, which was not her style.

Sure enough, as soon as she encountered a question about Yan Jin, she became not like herself.

Song Ja'an shook his head, it was working time.

She still does what she has at hand first, and she has to practice dancing after work, and then think about things with Yan Jin when she has time.

As soon as it was time to get off work, Song Ci'an picked up his satchel and ran out in a hurry.

Everyone else was curious about how she was willing to leave work so early.

The leaders of the department originally wanted to find fault with Song Ja'an's work.

Unexpectedly, she did it very well, and there was basically nothing wrong with it, and she had to give up in the end.

As soon as she walked out of the company, Xiaoxiao's car was already parked at the door, and she quickly opened the door and sat in.

"I thought you'd come here for a while, didn't you have to wait long."

"I've just arrived, don't worry, there's still a lot of time left for us, and I'll have to put on your makeup later."

Xiaoxiao was very concerned about this matter, and arrived twenty minutes early, but in order to make Song Ja'an burdened, she deliberately said that she had just arrived.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Song Ci'an was very relieved to hand over the matter to Xiaoxiao, and that sense of trust seemed to be engraved in his bones.

Xiaoxiao drove the car to a hidden place, took out the makeup tools she brought, and even Song Ci'an couldn't help but express her thoughts after the makeup was developed.

"Xiaoxiao, I think it's a pity that you don't work as a makeup artist."

"Don't make fun of me, I'm an amateur at my level."

Xiaoxiao denied herself, and Song Ja'an understood that she was just lacking a little self-confidence, or a few times of encouragement, and she would be able to face up to what she was saying.

The two almost stepped on the point and came to the dance studio, and Song Ja'an immediately changed his clothes and joined the practice team.

The teacher then told her to memorize all the dance moves for two or three days.

In a few days, they will all have a dress rehearsal, hoping that Song Ja An will not be left behind.

Song Ci'an promised that he would remember that he would not delay everyone's progress when the time came, and the teacher nodded with satisfaction when he heard her answer, and continued to take her to learn the next moves.

Before I knew it, it was about ten o'clock, and everyone else had already left one after another, leaving Song Ja'an alone to practice over and over again.

All Xiaoxiao could do was hand over a bottle of water during her occasional pause.

"You don't need to make up for it, it's just the two of us now, and no one else will see it."

When Song Ja'an drank water, he saw that Xiaoxiao had already taken makeup tools and was about to touch up her makeup, thinking that there was no one at this time, so there was no need to make trouble.

Xiaoxiao insisted on doing it: "No, if someone turns around and comes back, it will be miserable if they are discovered."

Song Ci'an felt that there was some reason, and it was safer to be cautious.

After drinking the water, she asked Xiaoxiao to make up some makeup for her, and then continued to practice.

When it was almost eleven o'clock, Xiaoxiao stopped her: "An An, let's get here today, you have to go to work tomorrow, let's go back and rest first."

Song Ci'an also felt that it was almost the same, and agreed to nod and then pack up her things and walk out of the dance studio with Xiaoxiao, probably consuming too much physical strength, and her stomach was screaming at this moment.